SECOND LOVE

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Nilam felt sorry to hear the story of his lover. He could not imagine how the brown man felt, knowing his personal belongings changed hands without his consent. And even more sad, the mother did not rebuke Utari for the attitude of the woman of one child, who had been presumptuous to take the clothes of Bas without permission.

"Don't look at the mas like that, I feel it's so bad," chuckled Bas, noticing the gaze of Nilam who never came down from him.

"Quickly, help mas choose which one is suitable for mas wear," pinta Bas again, bring Nilam's body closer to the clothes that are displayed.

Finally Nilam chose some pieces of clothing that he felt was suitable for his lover to use.

Neutral and calm colors, which Nilam always likes when the Bus wears it.

Ash, navy, white, black, is the color that always appears to fit on the body of the Bas. Choose one for each color. And Bas did not protest in the slightest over the girl's choice.

After they finished paying, they were still walking around the various shops with various items offered.

"Well, which is good, my mom?" Patchouli raised two pieces of adult female tops.

"Isn't it great, baby?" ask Baskara.

"What time?" Nilam scanned alternately the clothes in his hand.

"The power is loading. Aunt Rahma was a bit big," Nilam muttered to himself, but Bas could still hear her. The man approached, confirming Nilam's speech.

"This is for mom?" tanyanya looked at Nilam. The girl nodded.

"Yes, mas. Why me, which bagusan? I don't know your taste, aunt" Nilam said.

"Not buying that, baby. Simply come to the house," said Bas felt bad and afraid if later his mother even made Nilam disappointed.

Baskara understood very well how the character of the woman who gave birth to him was. Ms. Rahma was the type of woman who could not filter speech. Bus is afraid, his mother will make Nilam offended later.

"Why are you so good, baby? Do you know what Utari and mom are like at home? You don't want to expect more of them. You don't want to be disappointed."

Nilam smiled, rubbing Bas's cheek gently.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I'll be fine. I have never had a problem with them. Suddenly they're hostile to me?" sahut Nilam tried to calm Bas.

Bas was increasingly amazed at Nilam, who despite knowing many stories about his family, but the girl never changed his views and attitude.

"Thank you, you want to come closer to your family." In Bas's heart hope that his mother and sister will not make him ashamed and lose face in front of Nilam.

"Yes, you're the same." With a sweet smile Nilam replied to his lover.

As Baskara had expected, Nilam's arrival to his house was greeted with a cynical smile Utari. The youngest child in the family, seems to be unhappy with the arrival of the lover of the eldest brother, as well as his distant cousin. Thankful that Ms Rahma could be kind and not show her face to Nilam. So that Bas can still quell his anger.

Especially when Nilam gave some shopping bags to Bu Rahma, the woman with a sumringah received it.

"Well, this is great, Lam. Aunty from long wanted to have this shirt, just look at his wife Mr. Kades wear." Enthusiastically the mother of three children raised and researched the clothes of choice Nilam.

"Thank God that aunt likes." Nilam said with an awkward smile.

"Mother never bought clothes! I am proud of you!" Utari who had been sitting opposite Nilam spoke ketus with a glance of the eyes did not like.

Nilam's smile instantly disappeared. He looked at the young lady in front of him.

Grateful Bas wasn't there, the man still went to the restroom to finish his business. If he heard, Bas would be angry, knowing the attitude of the brother who had passed.