SECOND LOVE

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Nilam ushered in Bas who was about to leave, with a smile on his lips.

Moments ago he got something in the bag of Bas's jacket, which the man didn't want to give him.

"Why that smile? There is no sadness to part," Rajuk Bas, aware of Nilam's attitude.

"Apaan the mas. The time I have to cry anyway? Tomorrow we will come here again" Nilam said.

"Can you please just do it here, baby?" baskara Whinek.

"Don't be weird, Mas. Should we be raided by citizens? Where do you want to sleep anyway? Where did Manda sleep? One bed, three sleeps with Amanda, too?" nilam's Namel.

"Evote Manda to evacuate at his place of residence" said the original Bus. Nilam opened his eyes, hearing Baskara's idea, while the man chuckled amusedly at the fierce attitude of his lover.

He then rattled Nilam's hair with anxiety.

"Dear joke. Are you really that bad?"

"Finally, I'm weird."

"It's not weird. Yes yes, I want to contract Dika. Here's the hug of a donk, donk,"

Nilam according to, into the arms of his lover who felt comfortable.

"Be careful, don't drink too much" Nilam said in Bas's chest.

"Do you know if you want to drink?" ask Bas, break his arms.

"You know, mas Dika, mas Fandi, mas Gilang, kan sohibnya mas Bas since a long time ago, there can be no Arak or tuak, if you guys are collecting." Nilam again.

"That's just a chatter buddy, baby. If there is no drink, there is something lacking." said Baskara again.

Nilam rolled his eyeballs. Bus always has an answer for his hobby.

"Don't you like to see a drink?" ask Baskara seriously.

"Not like it, Mom. It's just that I'm scared. Drinking too often is not good for health, not to mention if you have been drinking, can not control emotions,"

"No, baby, I know the limits. And not just anyone who drinks. Yes, yes, that's it. Who knows what his character is like. You don't worry ya,"Nilam nodded.

"I believe you can take care of yourself, but if I always ingetin kayak gini, right? Am I too chatty?"

"It's very fine, honey. Thank you for always the same attention, yes," said Baskara, while tidying up the slightly messy hair Nilam.

"Woe udh malem! Disbandment. Not sure what from earlier was like a lizard on the wall. Nempeeel continues." Amanda's voice came from behind the door.

"Girl me a you! Pantesan do not practice, ferociously so." murmured Bas, ready to wear a helmet.

Nilam just laughed at the debate between the two. The girl then waved her hand as Bas prepared to start her bike.

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Baskara's smile never faded adorning her thick lips. Patchouli really becomes a complete vitamin that frees him from feeling tired and tired. His smile, his frown, his effect, huuuh it feels like Baskara really reluctant to part with his lover. An adorable girl who has a lot of privileges in her eyes.

Asik daydreaming of his heart, he had not realized that he had almost arrived at the contract of his best friend-Dika.

Still in a happy mood, he parked his bike.

"Weiiihh Arjuna we have arrived" Dika's voice welcomed his arrival.

Apparently there is also Fandi, who does work in the same field as Dika, as a travel driver.

"You're boasting, the opposites have been successful, you rarely give me news." Fandi's nagging hit Bas on the shoulder. But after that, he also embraced and invited Baskara into Dika's contract.

"At puberty, again hot-hot the same as the village flower." Dika continued the topic that had paused, when the three were already sitting in the living room.

There is already available fried rice, spicy meatballs, and certainly some bottles of beer, as a chat friend.

Baskara could only shake his head, unwilling to take his friends seriously.

"So you're the same as Nilam? Jaah jakpot it's jakpoot!" Fandi who does not know the development of their relationship, so enthusiastic to hear it.

"What pot, are you?" kekeh Baskara's.

"Yes, it is beautiful, diligent, from a good family, friendly again." praise Fandi.

"Eh but how can you be like him? You said she had a boyfriend?"

"long story. To be sure, now I'm her future husband." I'm proud of Baskara, making the others laugh.

"Take good people's kids, Bas. Don't you ruin him. Don't break his father's trust either." Dika's advice is serious.

"Yes that. He is the heaven of the world and my hereafter, Ka. When others judged me badly, her family supported me. And Nilam never underestimated me. That's what amazed me."

"Yes you're right Bas. We can see a sincere person or not, yes when we are downstairs. Who reaches out and embraces us when we fall, and who only wants to say hello when we're on top, we can judge that right now." Fandi, who is usually hilarious and indifferent, now takes seriously Baskara's speech.

That's how life, when they were both in the village, did not have a regular job, they were often considered trash by others. Often drunk despite never making troublemakers, like gambling, making the judgment of others become negative towards them.

And now, as they had started to rise with their respective jobs, every time they went home, there must always be someone who familiarly greeted and confessed to friends.

They were late in the conversation, until midnight. Baskara even forgot to tell Nilam, if he had arrived. He realized when he was about to lay down his body on a foam mattress owned by Dika, and wanted to put a cell phone next to his bed.

The message from Nilam again made her smile, between shame and anxiety.

"Thank you, though it's not shaped, but it still feels good.😁😁😁"

Nilam sent a photo of the melted chocolate to Baskara.