
Baskara stole a glance at the lover who was cooking. Not cooking, rather warming up the leftovers that the girl made this morning and then she stored them in the refrigerator.
After being satisfied enough to spend time sharing the story, while enjoying the food that Nilam brought, Bas chose to reopen his body because his waist still often feels sore. While Nilam chose to continue cleaning activities and preparing food in the kitchen. But not long after, Baskara chose to get up and sit near the kitchen watching the movements of her lover.
"Don't look at me like that, Mom! Grogi knows!" ketus Nilam, aware of my eyes his lover continues to follow his every movement.
The bus did not answer. Not a word came out of the man's mouth. Only a thin smile full of sincerity occasionally blossomed from his lips.
A smile that holds so much prayer and gratitude for what he fears does not come true.
Yes, Baskara is now in a phase of excessive fear and panic. Especially about Nilam.
Unmistakable. He who since adolescence has never felt genuine affection, has never felt truly loved. Even to grow up he only got scorn and negative views, even from his closest family. Only Nilam's parents came to embrace him, treating him like a child worthy of love and respect. Making Bas put his uncle and aunt as a figure that he admired and disdained. Especially when establishing closeness with Nilam, even to plan a wedding with the girl he secretly loves, Baskara felt a change in life. Feeling that there is hope for him to be happy, feeling that he is valuable. For him, Nilam was the center of his happiness.
Then suddenly the hope was crushed because of a misunderstanding that occurred because of the actions of his sister and biological mother, making Bas really lost his direction.
Until God gave him a second chance to fix everything, Bas chose to tie Nilam as hard as he could.
Every moment of the call, spoiled on Nilam, so that the girl knew every second, every minute, only Nilam was in her head. For the girl to understand if the man named Baskara, so dependent on him.
And this morning, for the first time Nilam ignored him again, after yesterday's disaster. He contacted Amanda, asking for Nilam's whereabouts. How surprised he was, hearing Amanda's story.
"Ti ati! Ntar Nilam ran away again, failed again in marriage," Amanda oceh scared him.
Baskara panic.
He finally asked his sister to take him to the city where Nilam worked. Although he had to endure pain and discomfort during the trip, he ignored all that, in order to meet Nilam.
He should be grateful, the lover did not seem to be angry as he feared. Nilam is wise enough to face the interference, although there are jealous shakes that Baskara can catch from the attitude of his lover. At the very least, he could confirm if Nilam would not leave him because of this matter.
"Mas!" jolt Nilam with a pouting face.
"Think what, anyway? I didn't speak to you earlier,"
"Ah, what dear? Sorry for not focusing."
The bus got up, approaching Nilam who was preparing the dishes.
"I'm sorry" said Bas.
"So what are you going to ask?" repeat the man again while hugging his lover.
"Winning gini," complained Nilam who could not move because of the decking of the Bus.
Baskara chuckles.
"Si Manda, where are you going with Dika?" repeat Nilam at last.
"Ooh, they. I don't know, where. Let's just love, let them enjoy their time together."
"Not bad, are you, Mom?" ask Nilam while raising both his hands to make a sign (").
"I don't want Amanda to be a toy, later."
"Not so dear. I dare to guarantee, Dika will not dare to macem-macem with your friend. Besides, where can Dika playin girls so-genesis like Manda?" suhut Bas laughed at the end of his sentence.
Nilam glared, but did not stop laughing at the words of his lover.
They spent the night together. Until about eleven o'clock in the evening, Amanda came with Dika.
The bus bailed on Nilam to go to Dika's rented, as it was impossible to stay at Nilam's boarding house.
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Do you like to read stories about tough women?
The work of this author temen can really be one of the next reading yes, while waiting for Nilam up tomorrow 😘😘😘