SECOND LOVE
CHAPTER 157
Has anyone coined the term suffering to bring blessing? Otherwise, perhaps Bas deserves a title as the creator of the term.
After about two weeks he was in a state of slump due to his relationship with Nilam on the brink of separation, a disaster came to him.
He who was drunk, drove his motorbike at full speed, intending to return home. But it was not his mother's house that he went to, but the hospital. Because it turns out he hit a big tree on the side of the road, just when just entering the village gate.
His body feels pain. Pain, pain, sadness, mixed into one. Plus there was a sense of disappointment that suddenly gripped his heart. Why should he be aware? Wouldn't it be better if he were closed forever? That ridiculous thought at a glance, seduced his heart. Of course before he came to his senses, there was a soft voice calling out to him.
"Mas, are you conscious?" The whisper of someone he thought was just a hallucination, but was able to muffle the dust that flew into his mind.
Especially after he turned his head, and saw the figure of the woman beside him tearfully holding back tears, he forgot to ignore the gratitude of having been given a chance to live again.
Although it was difficult to convince the lover, but after a few days struggling from the hospital bed, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when he managed to convince Nilam to want to step together again.
And even happier, when he saw the jealous look of the girl a few days ago, when her ex-boyfriend came to see her.
Nilam's hand grips as if to say, if he only belongs to the girl.
Although Baskara felt annoyed at Utari who seemed to deliberately provoke problems with Nilam, but from that he became aware of the feelings of the lover more deeply.
"I should have turned him back. I think Utari would be happier" Nilam said when Utari and the Former Lover were gone. Her girl's heart was so sad and the disappointment couldn't be hidden anymore.
At that time, Bas felt slapped. He was so enjoying the moment where he could see and feel the jealousy that came out of Nilam. But he forgot, his lover must be the opposite. His name must be unhappy, and he doesn't like it.
"Why talk like that? Feelings can't be moved from one person to another, dear."
"But it was like enjoying his arrival! Enjoyed his attention. Missed him?" The girl's eyes had started to look glassy.
"Dear." Baskara means to calm her girl. But Nilam's subsequent remarks angered Bas.
"Don't start again, Nilam!" sahut Bas pressed his voice.
But instead of softening, Nilam was getting angry and this time he really cried.
"Mas don't start either! Why should he receive his attention? Why is it so comfortable with his arrival? Though I am still here. But my presence seemed to be neglected. I was so busy answering those unimportant questions." One tear ran down his cheek.
"You jealous?" Baskara grabbed Nilam's wrist, and pulled him closer. He wiped away the girl's tears with emotion.
"If so why? Can't you?"
Unable to hold Baskara again, he immediately grabbed Nilam's body with one hand. Saying so many words of love, which sounded sincere in Nilam's ears. Many promises were made from Baskara's mouth to her lover. Never get tired of convincing the petite girl if her love and life are only for Nilam.
In the following days, Baskara turned into another figure who hung himself more on Nilam. Broadcast it to anyone if he can't live without the girl. Even when the distance was forced to separate them, because Nilam had to return to the city to work, Bas always contacted him day and night.
Without a doubt spoiled by phone, which turned out to be so fun. He can be himself a child version, and Nilam likes that. He does not have to always look mature, perfect, to be able to impress Nilam.
Essentially their relationship went through a new stage, where Bas showed a weak side, and needed Nilam as his reinforcement.
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