The Girl At The Club That Night
Why Should Brother?
FOLLOW, RIGHT? DON'T FORGET LIKE!!!
The flight from Jakarta to Bali finally departed at 6.30 am after this tired mouth called Caca who prepared with all the makeup equipment he used. I don't know, when all I know is that she was a submissive innocent girl, at first. However, it can also be someone who is fashionable to follow the trend. Said ....
"We're going to Bali, there must be a lot of Caucasians, right?"
Just this time I saw Caca's eyes twitching flirtatiously.
"Ca ...."
"Hem?"
"You're flickering, huh?"
Instantly Caca changed her expression to stiff. Very amusing. I wanted to pinch her two adorable cheeks until she cried out for mercy.
"Absite ...." Caca fell silent before walking up the stairs to the plane. "This is the first time I've been on a plane." Caca's face was pale, both eyes were rounded.
Without thinking. Immediately I grabbed his hand and then tightly grasped together. Still in a state of fear, maybe. Especially when the plane started to take off he was so scared.
"Here, don't look there." I put his head in the embrace.
After all, this girl only had me as her protector. It was heartless to let him tightly grip the end of his T-shirt out of fear.
Long enough to travel two hours before finally arriving at Ngurah Rai International Airport. Caca fell asleep in the arms, so sweet. Until I was tempted by that beauty. Sorry Caca, you like me.
One soft kiss will not disturb his deep sleep. Anastasya was floundering in an embrace, giving off a tingling, but also pleasant taste. I smiled, staring at the vastness of the sky outside the plane through the window.
The deeper Caca fell asleep in his arms, the more his heartbeat felt unable to sing quietly. Every now and then I try to play fingers on the knees, hoping to distract myself from doing anything dangerous to them.
"Abang ..." said Caca, he whispered his eyes. "I slept a long time?"
Huff ... eventually he woke up too. Freed from the damn temptations that continue to interfere. I smiled broadly, without answering just looking outwards watching the plane prepare for landing.
The beautiful flight attendant was already standing holding the microphone to give a hint. Caca turned, I put a seatbelt wrapped around his waist. I don't know, lately he's been spoiled and adorable.
"Command ..."
I'm looking.
"How many years old is it?"
Somewhat surprised by the question. I fixed my seat position and put on my own seat belt.
"Why?"
"The longer, the more you look like Kak Juna. You don't mind if I'm still your brother?"
A sister? Why should a sister? I wish you were more than just a sister. Sorry, Caca. He wants you to be his wife, not his sister.
"Did you?"
I smiled, nodding with a bitter feeling. The shock was successful in making Caca re-hugging for fear of plane turbulence. However, it feels like this shock is not as strong as my feelings are now mixed. Wanting to cry, it felt too embarrassing.
Caca lowered his face with both hands when he realized we had just barely touched our lips.
Fortunately, the turbulence did not last long. The plane landed perfectly. Doubtful, but I keep trying to grow up.
"Yuk, get down." This hand held. Caca looked over, but not as happy as before.
We walked side by side while I pushed our luggage trolley. Yes, this is the first time the girl set foot on the island of Bali. Instantly he dragged on, hiding behind me while covering his face.
"Why?" I'm astonished.
"There's Om me, Brother."
"Omm?"
"Yes." Yeah."
I frowned. There was indeed someone who passed in front of us with some people chatting with him. Isn't that the guy I saw on TV last night?
"Om, you mean, brother, that uncle you guys are dealing with, is he the one?"
"Yes. We were all used as servants in her house. Even I was barely sold at 15."
That guy's gone a long way. Caca came back to my side while his eyes were incessantly watching. For a moment I thought, maybe it was ... Is my estimate right? Argha! This head feels heavy if you imagine how scared Caca was at that time, almost sold when he was 15 years old?
Damn it Why are so many people behaving in this world? It's really very sad. However, I can't blame him immediately either. It could be the same condition as Juna the other day.
"You're traumatized?"
Caca nodded in my warm embrace. However, the girl was still unable to calmly lift her face.
Our arrival was welcomed by Laksmi Gasari who is the only daughter of Wa Made, he said he used to be a close friend of Mom and Dad.
Both of them smiled to welcome us. Especially the typical Balinese girl, with her hair tied in twists and some frangipani flowers decorate her beautiful mane. Maybe he just finished worshiping in Pura.
Laksmi approached by feeding us a sweet. He smiled, briefly looked at me and then allowed to enter the building with a beautiful carved door in the eye
Some of our wood sculpture craftsmen passed by. Some of them greeted me and I just answered with a nod of my head.
"You haven't been here in a long time. Laksmi misses you so much" Wa Made said as we reached the open back room.
Ah, I miss the tranquility of this place. Looks Laksmi Gasari turned his head while hiding behind the door after presenting us two young coconuts ready to drink. The girl blushed in embarrassment, then she passed.
"Laksmi is big now. Peculiar. Is it still school?"
"She just graduated from S1 majoring in tourism. Not yet got a job."
He turned to look at Caca who was sitting next to me. The girl had no reaction, other than the bland smile she forced.
"This is Anastasya, the girl I told you about on the phone the other day."
Wa Made momentarily stared fixedly at Caca, then he smiled. I don't know what that smile means.
"Laksmi's cooking, if you're hungry, you can eat now, come on."
Wa Made took us along as he himself headed towards the dining room. Since the morning we have not had any breakfast. Just contact the smell of fatty foods that immediately make the sounds of worms in the stomach guerrilla.
"Come, Bli," said Laksmi preparing a chair for me and Caca.
"You're a big boy now. Beautiful anyway," said I make the girl's cheeks more reddened.
"Liar Laksmi's got the side dish for Bli Alvin." He put a piece of beef on my plate.
Caca looked stiff, he might feel bad about the situation. I deliberately swapped the plate in front with the empty plate in Caca's hand. While taking the rice.
"No need, Brother."
"Ck, have you eaten."
"Let me take it myself."
"How about yourself? You just kept quiet."
Caca doesn't make any more noise. Wa Made smiled at our little quarrel. In contrast to Laksmi who suddenly turned moody.
"Laksmi get me the mi ...."
The girl's steps came to a halt with Wa Made's hand on her arm. The man shook his head, making Laksmi even more moody and sat back down.
"Enjoy a good meal. After this you rest." Wa Made closed the conversation at that place.
...
Mentari was already at the end of his head when Wa Made took me to the gazebo in front of his house. Observing some wood carvers, while occasionally he swept some fallen leaves from a large tree on the gazebo.
"She's a sweet girl, just like what you said the other day." The man opened the conversation.
"That's why I got this far to protect her."
We sat on an elongated wooden bench while enjoying the breeze greeting the huddle this afternoon.
"Well, understand how you feel, son. But loving without being loved is painful. Are you ready for that?"
Wa Made managed to check my mat with that question.
I smiled. "I'm ready for all the consequences, Wa."
"Even though it must be heartbroken?" His gaze was so stifling with a slight frown.
The smile on my face disappeared. True exists. Am I ready for the worst of this? Hearing Caca just think that Brother has been so sick.
"I've been heartbroken, Wa." The answer really.
Wa Made just smiled shook his head in surprise, maybe then he patted me on the shoulder a few times.
Again, it looks like Laksmi who peeked at us while smiling behind one of the carvings that are ready in the form of a leak. For a moment the girl was hiding, then clumsy to be caught off guard by my smiling gaze towards her.
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