Pura - Poor Temple

Should I Be Honest?

"Can't you sleep with clothes on?" Ask Marimar.

"Why indeed?" Ask plain Marcel.

"I'm very embarrassed if Brother Marcel does not wear clothes especially if if suddenly there are guests coming and brother Marcel does not wear clothes." Marimar said as he turned his face the other way.

"Ok, you'll be wearing clothes." Marcel.

Marimar just nodded his head and turned and walked towards the kitchen while Marcel also turned his back and walked towards his study.

Thirty-five minutes later Marimar had finished cooking and put his cooking on the dinner table. Not how long came Marcel who was already wearing casual clothes.

"The smell is so good it makes you hungry." Marcel said as he pulled up the dining chair and sat down.

"Sister Marcel didn't take a shower just ate?" Ask Marimar.

"Later on, Brother is very hungry." Reply Marcel while taking a 🍚 rice barrel but Marimar grasps Marcel's hand.

"Waking has just eaten." Marimar.

Marcel exhaled slowly as he looked resentfully at Marimar but Marimar fearlessly dodged his eyes making Marcel pout.

"Yes, no Mommy .... Marimar is not the same. Sebel brother with the initial letter M later if if we are married do not use the letter M." Marcel said as he stood up and then turned his body away from the dining room while stomping - stomping his two feet to the floor like a child.

"Lha Marcel is also the letter M?" Marimar asked in a half-screaming tone.

"Who said the letter Brother M, it's clearly the letter K Brother." Marcel answered while climbing the stairs.

Marimar felt a tremor-like tremor as Marcel was still pounding at each Marcel step on the steps. Marimar just shook his head then walked towards his room to clean up his sticky body.

Fifteen minutes later Marimar had finished his bath and put on some casual clothes. Marimar walked towards the dining room but did not see Marcel coming. Marimar sat in the dining chair while waiting for Marcel to arrive.

Almost fifteen minutes Marcel had not yet come down and Marimar exhaled slowly and then stood up and walked up the stairs to Marcel's room.

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Marimar knocks on the door but no answer makes Marimar slowly open the door to Marcel's room.

"Sister Marcel." Call Marimar.

Marimar saw Marcel lying on the bed with his body covered in a blanket and turned his back to Marimar. Marcel who heard Marimar's call just smiled unnoticed by Marimar.

Marimar sat on the side of the bed then touched Marcel's back and shook slowly.

"Sister Marcel, eat yuk "Take Marimar in a soft tone.

"Eat it alone, Brother is not hungry." Marcel.

"If you don't eat, then I don't eat." Answer Marimar.

"Whatever." said Marcel pretending to snack.

Marimar exhaled slowly while pulling his hand that had touched the back of Brother Marcel.

"Well then, from now onwards I will not cook again." Marimar.

"Whatever, Big Brother can tell people to masakin Brother." Answer Marcel.

"Good then." Marimar answered while getting out of bed.

"Good cow?" Marcel asked in an annoyed tone as Marimar did not persuade himself.

"Because from now on there's been someone who's replaced me." Marimar answered with teary eyes.

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Marimar who was not strong enough to endure his sadness finally let out his tears while Marcel who heard Marimar's words immediately turned his body.

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Marcel got off the bed and walked towards Marimar and hugged him, while Marimar remained silent and did not return Marcel's arms.

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Marimar's tears fell back and Marcel's hand made Marcel very surprised. Marcel turned Marimar's father to face him.

"Why are you crying? What do you mean by saying that from now onwards, someone has replaced me?" Marcel asked while wiping away Marimar's tears by using his two thumbs.

"Sister Marcel said he could get people to ask for Big Brother, which means Big Brother will find a replacement for me because that's why I'm gone from Marcel's life." Answer Marimar.

"I'm sorry if it makes you cry, it's honestly not in your mind to find a replacement for you because you love yourself so much." Marcel.

Marimar looked into Marcel's eyes and there were no lies in his eyes while Marcel rubbed Marimar's hair gently.

"Now we're eating because Brother is so hungry." Marcel.

"But the food is getting a little cold." Marimar.

"Sister doesn't care because Brother likes the cuisine of the one you love." Marcel said as he hugged Marimar's waist from the side.

Marimar just nodded his head then they walked out of Marcel's room towards the dining room.

Marimar as usual took food for Marcel after it was new to him. Marcel smiled happily because Marimar was very considerate of him.

They prayed first and then they ate. Fifteen minutes later they had finished eating and drinking.

As usual Marimar did the dishes while Marcel slapped the dining table until fifteen minutes later they were done and now in the living room.

"Sister Marcel." Call Marimar while sitting next to Marcel and leaning his head against the chest of Marcel's field.

"Yes" answered Marcel briefly as he hugged Marimar from the side and stared at the television as Marimar was watching television.

"I just remembered in the closet there are dresses and bags and shoes, all of which belongs to whom?" Ask Marimar.

"Your." Briefly replied Marcel while curling Marimar's hair with his finger.

"Mine?" Marimar asked again as he raised his head upwards.

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"Yes yours, so put it on." Answer Marcel.

"But I see clothes, shoes and bags are all branded goods especially everything is still new. Isn't Brother Marcel ..." Marimar hung up his sentence.

Marcel who understood the next sentence for a while fell silent because it was impossible if he said he deliberately bought it for Marimar.

'Should I be honest now?' Marcel asked inwardly while thinking.