The Fate that is Overlooked

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Barata POVs

Si Jaka has been tense since earlier, even though my sense of body is not rusty, but Jaka can still stand mighty, what else when I see him without wearing a hijab, with a batik shirt wrapped his body that is engrossed with his activities in the kitchen.

I clenched her body, and I took the fragrance deep. He who was shrieking in shock instantly tried to let go of my embrace. But his shock turned to panic, as he held onto my hot arm. Innocently, he turned his body until our bodies stuck together and made Jaka rebel. I was enjoying her treatment that was palpating my cheeks and neck, before she finally pinched my ping very hard.

I couldn't think clearly other than following her instructions to sleep on the sofa, giving me the magh medicine and saying nonstop that made me anxious to review the beer.

So dizzy my head, with no manners and ethics, I immediately lum at bi his tiny beer, I took one by one of his teeth until I felt he was not breathing.

"Breathe Bo doh! " I was a little snapping at her, did 5 years of widows make her forget how to kiss? can't he feel Jaka's power down there? who stiffened up great because of it? which now clung tightly to his palm.

I really can't be like this, I want us to immediately confirm this relationship. Immediately. I can't guarantee that I can hold back my lust for him.

"I can't take it anymore. Marry me soon! " I'm caving. Staring at Ajeng who was now looking at me with annoyance!!!!

"Can we go to tomorrow? "

"I can't keep going?"

I hugged him back, getting tighter until the sound of the bell rang, ending the real hug I was not willing to move.

"Start! " She said ferociously.

"Not open, don't know this. "

"Let me know! " Kill reach into the bag and carry the wallet go towards the main door.

"Eh Yank where are you going? The hijab! " My voice.

"Astaghfirullah, I could forget sii" he patted his forehead, then ran to the kitchen, and came back with the hijab wrapped around his head.

"Where are you going? " I was so upset to see him ignore me.

I faintly heard the voice of a foreign man, and soon the door closed and footsteps approached.

I closed my eyes, the dizziness in my head was getting worse.

" Bar, eat first. I have pesenin porridge. " His voice was recorded in my ear.

"Wake up first, eat, take medicine later continue to sleep."

"I'm so dizzy. " My words are limp.

"Open your mouth, let me take a bribe. "

I smelled my favorite fried onion, with my eyes closed, I just complied without refuting.

"Chicken slurry. "

"Steneng really if served every day gini. "

"When did I tell Holy Mama, if I wanted to ask her son to make me a friend? "

"Eat first spend not much to ask. " Ajeng returned to his ferocious mode.

I want to laugh. But it can be made sure he will immediately leave me lying alone here.

I kept quiet, obeying his words.

"Sit for a while, the medicine is in the drink. " She said that helped me establish myself to make it easier to swallow the medicine.

"Would you move rooms or something? "

" Later wait for Mr. Anto to go home anter Mom, most immediately go home. "

I refused it, I cannot guarantee that Ajeng would be able to get out of my room should he take me to my room.

My perverted brain wanders everywhere. Bre ng sek !!

"Yes already. " His reply was short, and went away from his seat.

The pain in my head is getting worse. Makes me close my eyes, closer and closer.

POV Author

Rain fell rapidly, Ajeng resumed his activities in the kitchen, finishing cooking the delayed instant noodles. His appetite suddenly evaporated, his mind in shadow by the words of Barata who invited him to the penghulu.

Is he no longer sane

As if taking people's children to the penghulu

Ajeng who was pouring instant noodles into the bowl was startled by the sound of the house phone ringing.

"Oh my God, on a hobby really makes people shocked! " the grunts while walking closer towards the telephone plane.

"Asalamualaikum." The teaching opens the voice.

"Guardai, Ajeng? " Runti's voice is heard across the street.

"Yes, Ma'am Run, I stopped by the house, even an empty house, only Barata, but again sleeping on the sofa. Again hurt him, his body hot. " His brother to Mbak Runti.

"Well, how is it? Though I want to ngabarin also to Barata if Mother with Shila I brought to Semarang, all nengokin Bulik Ana who in Ungaran. It's at the station. " The boisterous sounds of the children were clearly heard in Ajeng's ears. The voices of Ashila and Noah, Felly's sister.

"His cell phone is very difficult to connect from the morning. This is sudden. Bulik Ana wants to visit the Galang tomorrow, so invite Mother to the elders in the family. " Runti explained to Ajeng.

The voice of the operator reported the arrival of the train echoed, forcing Runti to disconnect his phone.

"Ntar again yes Jeng, riweh very leaked. Nitip Barata ma'am yes. "

"Be careful you guys. Asalamualaikum bahasa. "

The phone connection just turned off.

"These are people why? " Ajeng grumbled.

Walk back to the dinner table to eat the noodles that have really lost taste, and so many questions are stored in his mind.

While eating, he told Mbak Nur, to lock all the doors. He couldn't be sure if he would come home or stay here waiting for Barata.

"If he's no longer sick, I won't be here like this. "

"Good thing, baby." He said unconsciously.

And in the next few seconds he coughed, choking on what he said just now.

Sometimes it is so hard to admit feelings. So heavy? if something is easier, why should it be difficult. If you can be immediately happy, why should you go through grief?

Sometimes we can't force people's minds to be with us. Not because they are complicated and we are simple, not that. It's just that sometimes the path they have gone through, requires them to think many times, weigh good bad for what they will choose.

So, how hard can we convince them, if they haven't and can't decide, what can we do? in addition to praying that everything is given the best.

Because there are times when experiences are more valuable, best friends experience on the journey of life. And experience makes us more aware of ourselves in making every decision.

Because the best person is the one who can make his life experience a life learning, as a self-motivation to do better, do not repeat the same mistake a second time. Because really, they are included in the lucky group, because they are still given the opportunity to improve themselves.