Sincerity Love Vishnu
Chapter 105 Face With Relax (K&Y)
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The laughter still colors the atmosphere of the house. Setyo, Vishnu, Alan, and Mr. Ramlan are still busy chatting on the porch of the house. Many things become a discussion. Of course Mr. Ramlan who creates a crowd as well as a breaker tense atmosphere between Alan and Setyo. The twenty-two-year-old man was silent.
“Nak Alan is already working? Wahh, only twenty-two years old already have their own business." Ramlan now began to focus his gaze towards the handsome young man with a smile.
”Iya, Sir. Coincidentally, it comes from the legacy of my father and mother,“ he replied humbly while glancing towards Vishnu with gestures uncomfortable to tell his personal life.
”My kayak, Sir. From parents as well,“ said Vishnu calm down Alan who began to be overwhelmed with anxiety when he began to discuss his family's problems that are afraid of death.
Being the adopted son of a brother from his mother—Kartika, and being a child who was wasted because born from an extramarital relationship became a source of pain that Alan felt so far. Feeling inappropriate when paired with any woman, he feels dirty when it comes to revealing how the past lives of his biological parents. Only Yashna was the only foreigner who knew of her origin so much that she did not want to lose a woman who could understand, what it was like to live because her birth was not welcomed by the world. He was ashamed to call himself a man.
”Then, your father—“
”Father Alan settled in Australia, Sir,“ by Vishnu answered questions that Ramlan addressed to Alan. Almira's father then smiled, understanding the language of Vishnu which signaled a complexity in the family as Vishnu always said when he questioned about the life of the late father and mother-in-law.
Vishnu's answer will always be the same. 'My father and mother died when I was nine years old.' Point and the man will shy away for further discussion.
”Al, your phone sounds on,“ call Yashna once out of the house. His arrival interrupted the conversation of the four of them who were trapped in awkwardness.
”Thank you it's okay. Say I'm busy again,“ said Alan turned his head with a lazy look.
"Oh, okay." Yashna nodded.
”You didn't join chat here, Yash?“ Setyo, who was sitting across from Alan, made a sound. Yashna gave only a fervent smile then shook her head as Alan gave her a sharp look, a warning sign to enter again into the house.
”I'm busy meeting you. If tomorrow can?“ his tan was able to make Alan gasp, his blood rustling hot.
”What do you mean!“ Alan got up from the chair until a noise was heard. Vishnu hurriedly grabbed the shoulders of his niece who looked irritated, holding her body back to sit down.
”Hush! What the hell, you?“ tanyanya.
Setyo chose to look at Yashna instead of answering the vexed question that came out of the man he thought was still smelly.
Alan exhaled, still staring intently at Yashna who was looking at him uncomfortably. Several times he saw the woman bowing her head to avoid making out with him. He really does not understand what Yashna and Setyo have done to bring the family. This time he will not be disappointed in anything anymore.
”Wahh, it's already night. We'd better go in for a break,“ as long as Mr. Ramlan tries to lower the tension. He looked at everyone, sipped the cold coffee and tidied the table, followed by Yashna who immediately took the tray from the empty chair and moved to help.
”Let me alone, Sir,“ suggests Yashna immediately take over the dirty cup. Alan could only change his gaze towards Setyo who did not move from his place to go home.
Alan did not speak again, the man chose to say goodbye and soon after Yashna entered the house. Follow the woman until she reaches the kitchen. Looks lonely because maybe Almira, sister, and mother are already in their respective rooms. Yashna turned her head as she grabbed the laundry tub and started filling it with water.
”Why?“ Yashna asked to break Alan's silence.
Alan stood beside her, but did not speak a single word. If you are angry, Yashna seems to have memorized how the young man behaved to her.
”You have no serious plans with him, right?“ Alan exhaled while moving away.
”He really is, seriously. Don't get me wrong.“
”You seem to also be affected by the same boy!“
”Ssthh! Why are you so snapping at it, anyway? Make a rowdy.“ Yashna put the glasses into the shelves one by one. He didn't want to do Alan's nagging. Now he does not care much about the man's frustration with their relationship.
For him he was quite calm. Who comes to propose with good intentions, he will gladly accept. His age is no longer a toy that can delay something that should be done soon.
”You want to see Setyo's parents tomorrow?“
”Lah, just met. Something wrong?“
”Dodol, bang. If you are later offered marriage with Setyo, how do I continue? Hem!" Alan groaned in annoyance himself.
”You think it's too far, deh, Al.“ Yashna took a deep breath. Wash your hands and then start to step away.
Now he also realized that all this time had caused a lot of estrangement just because he felt lacking in everything. Suit and never feel enough.
”You deserve a better person than me, Al.“ Yashna spoke ambiguously again.
”Not to talk nonsense! I will fail your marriage, that's my promise.“ Alan turned his gaze in another direction. His face seemed to stiffen with a rough snort of breath audible.
”Don't childish, deh,“ says Yashna wants to laugh.
”I'm serious. You think I can't ruin your show? Hem's? The blood that runs through my body is dirty cold blood, as long as you know!“ pissed off.
”I think the same as me ... A, B, AB, same O,“ kilah Yashna laughed batedly.
”Ck! I'm not in the mood to joke.“ Alan slid his back on the back of the chair, looking at the ceiling of the room with a chest bang full of pain.
Yashna put her feet up to the chair, grazed the snacks from the table and started to turn on the tv. Alan was so inexhaustible with the relaxed attitude that Yashna showed tonight. He also grabbed a snack in the form of onion nuts and ate it slowly.
”Very funny, yes?“ alan whispered withstanding a smile. ”Imut, funny ... I can already carry also.“ Alan chuckled proudly.
Yashna did not answer. Silence enjoying the food.
”We will make one that looks like him, yuk,“ he said chuckling again. He leaned his head against Yasha's back. For a moment, close your eyes to get rid of the resentment that arises every time you come into contact with the new world of Yashna. His friends.
”I miss the old yashna. Who do not like touring, do not gather communities whose members are mostly men. I love Yashna who nagged me when I played outside. I ... hate Yashna now. It felt like he wanted to giggle let me know that I was always worried that his heart would feel fine if he was no longer the same as me. I hate Yashna three hundred thousand times.“
Yashna said nothing. He stopped chewing, feeling what Alan said was true. He no longer knows himself now. He used to be a pessimist who didn't have the courage to look at the world except stealing, a criminal. The path for him is easiest for a human like himself.
”Thank you for everything, Al.“
”Wait! Thanks for what?“ he's sticking up.
Yashna just smiled, unwilling to answer. He got up from his place and then stepped leaving Alan who was still dumbfounded looking at his back.
”Heh! Wanna go where? Answer first thanks for what?“ Alan is rising.
”Sleep.“
”I ik—“
”Married me first if you want to come,“ seductive Yashna while laughing. ”You don't hug me while sleeping?“
”Sial! Watch out for you, yeah! Very nice recipe!“ Alan ruffled his hair in embarrassment, then could only throw sandals at Yashna feeling ridiculed.
Yashna was still laughing while dodging, waltzing into a room that had been prepared specifically for guests when visiting the house of the Almira family.
Alan lay down on the sofa in front of the television, rubbing his face while laughing to himself. I didn't expect it to be this crazy. Imagine that woman to be his wife, how happy. Two people born unwanted by the world? He will break that unlucky chain for his descendants later.
”My path must be right,“ whispered to convince myself.
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'I never hated the rain again, even though I had to get wet. I no longer hate being born to be me because maybe this way my destiny can live with you. We are one fate, one destiny. Let us achieve perfection as human beings by understanding each other. From me, you, to be us.'
(Kalandra Tama)
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