
"Why be quiet? Is there a problem?" asked the bus on the way to take Nilam home. The man glanced through the rearview mirror, Nilam's gaze blank.
He was certainly worried, something burdened his lover's mind.
Especially when the question does not get a response from Nilam. He suspected that something was happening at his house.
What the hell's going on? Does anything make her sad?
The bus then patted Nilam's knee. A gentle pat, yet capable of jolting the consciousness of the girl in his fist.
"Why, mas?" asked Nilam, not knowing since Bas noticed his attitude.
"You daydreaming? Any more problems?" ask Bas to repeat the question.
"Dreaming? No, my mother." Nilam. There was no way he would say what Utari had said to him.
"From now on, ask you to talk. But you don't want anything, '" complained Bas.
"I'm sorry, I'm not horrified. What the hell is he talking about? Rework try. I'm getting good now." Nilam brought his ears closer to Bas cheek, making the man surprised, but did not stop making his smile spread.
"No, I forgot what I said, too" said Bas slightly pushing his head, until his thick hair touched Nilam's tiny nose.
His sense of urination instantly dissipated into a happy swish, as the gentle scent of his lover entered his sense of smell, as the wind blew from behind.
Spending time doing simple yet impressive things made him feel the world belonged to both of them at the moment. The bus no longer urged Nilam, finding out what was going on in his house.
"Former in, the wealth is already on the dateng deh," said Nilam when they arrived home, and saw the main door open. Motor belonging to Mr. Indra and Damar also appear parked side by side.
Bas nodded, coming down after turning off his iron horse engine.
"Mas, where have you been?" Damar who appeared from inside the house, immediately greeted his sister-in-law.
They did tos, ignoring Nilam who was upset because he was not greeted by his sister.
They went in to meet Nilam's parents.
"Uncle, Auntie," said Bas.
"Eh Bas, sit down first, we just got home. We can't make coffee," bargained Mr. Indra.
"Later, uncle. Just finished eating, still full. I will come here with my father. Now want to go home first," he refused subtly.
"Cock straight home? Don't you sit down first?" The voice of Bu Sukma emerged from the kitchen.
"Yes be careful, yes," said Bu Sukma.
The bus nodded its head. Then gave the code to Nilam who was still standing not far from the sofa.
Nilam who had just been silent, understood and followed his lover out of the house.
"Later to come here again the same father, you rest first yes," said Bas while rubbing the head of Nilam gently.
"Be careful, I'll tell you if you want to walk." The girl nodded with her eyes looking gently at her lover.
"Yes, I'll chat you." Bas landed a kiss on Nilam's forehead before turning around and leaving his beloved's house.
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Given that there will soon be a family meeting, both brother and sister-in-law Nilam gathered all at their parents' house.
Nilam was called Surya, to sit in the back garden, near the koi fish pond. He was tried by four people whose age was older than him.
"Honestly, why did the Bus suddenly want to advance the wedding? Is there something you're covering for us?" Nilam's brother's face looked serious.
Nilam was confused to get a question from his brother.
"Don't you know our problem?" nilam asked, thinking the news was not something that surprised his brothers.
"So you're really already-" Diana was unable to continue her words. He was surprised by the conjecture he had been trying to refute.
"Lam, how can you?" The image sitting next to Nilam, gently rubbed the arm of the sister-in-law.
He did not expect, if Nilam could reach such a blur.
Surya and Diana's husband could only shake their heads.
"You guys on why, anyway?" Nilam was upset by the attitude of the four people in front of him. It felt strange because everyone showed a disappointed attitude towards him.
"How many months has your baby been in your womb?" ask Surya.
"Mba Nilam pregnant?" From the back, Damar spoke in a high tone surprising everyone.
Nilam's face was instant pias, pale without blood.