The Girl At The Club That Night

I'm Sick!

FOLLOW, RIGHT? DON'T FORGET LIKE!!!

The sky was starry when the soft hand touched my arm. Apparently Laksmi smiled in a state of unraveled hair, quite beautiful anyway. We sat together on a wooden bench that I moved to the front of the gazebo. Remembering a childhood together.

Yes, we are only four years old. There are also many childhood memories of when my mother left me here. I don't know how long it's been, because I was still Junior High. Laksmi is still very small. The girl who used to be cheerful and sweet, has now turned into a charming shy person.

Ah, I myself might be caught several times smiling when looking into her beautiful eyes.

"Anastasya that, Bli's girlfriend?" ask with a gentle smile.

"Oh, no. He's my foster brother."

THE TRACK!

It sounded like someone was stepping on behind us. I looked, apparently Caca was stunned there.

"Racca?" I tried to get close, but the girl went.

Maybe it's better to just leave it. Caca just thinks of me as his brother's replacement, right?

"Rurged glass?" ask Laksmi.

"No, maybe he's sleepy, going to sleep."

"Oiya, what Bli zodiac?"

"Aquarius's. Why?"

"Bli is the type of person who is choosy in association. Rela sacrificed for the one Bli loved, also very afraid of loss."

"How do you know?"

"Laksmi, read on the internet. Laksmi really likes zodiac and zodiac articles."

The girl remained gentle with her Balinese accent. It's true what he said. I am so afraid of losing. Given that at the time you died, it took years to be able to blend back in with others.

"You alone?" ask me while looking.

"Lakshmi, Leo. The Leo zodiac sign is very compatible with Aquarius. If you can, Bli should avoid the girl with the Cancer zodiac sign, because it's quite the opposite."

I smiled. It's kind of ridiculous with that girl. It turns out Laksmi is still as hot as ever. It's just that now he is more meek and sweet in speech.

"You're still as chatty as ever. It's just, it's sweeter now."

Laksmi. The girl was so polite, she even still preserved the culture in dressing modestly. Her hair was swept away by the night breeze until it slightly blocked her sweet face.

Laksmi snapped the mane. The gust of night wind was enough to make the two of us shiver a little. I decided to go back home before the day got late.

In that room, I saw Caca had not slept. His face looked a little puffy staring out the window of the room. His hands were tight, clutching the tralis in the room without turning a single bit towards me.

Yeah, just looking at her from beside her face. I ventured inside to see what he was doing.

"Not sleeping, Dek?"

Finally this call I never expected came out of place.

Caca. It's like wiping a clear circle that I don't know since when to glide freely.

"You cry, huh?"

Caca squandered, hugging tightly until sobbing in my chest. These two hands were preparing to hold him, but considering that he only considered me as his brother's replacement, it was inappropriate. Heavy, only able to clench these two hands while looking up and closing their eyes tightly.

"I'm sick, Bang."

"What are you sick with?"

"My head hurts, my tongue feels bitter. Even my chest feels claustrophobic, I don't know why I think it's this."

I took a deep breath. I don't know, why it's like what Caca said was a symptom that I've been experiencing since he wanted us to be adek and brother.

Laksmi looked at us with dim eyes. He nodded politely with a smile, then passed.

"You better get some sleep. It's already night." I let go of her embrace and took her to bed.

"I'm scared."

"Fear what?"

I sat down in front of him and held his hand. Caca turned his head, those tears still brazenly dared to come out. Unbelievable, unusual and can't.

"Say brother, what are you afraid of?"

"Guide me here, Bang." He doesn't usually hold my hand so tightly.

At first glance this gaze directed out of the room where Wa Made smiled with a gentle nod. Maybe Caca was scared. Because so many bad events have happened to him lately.

Caca nodded. He complied as I laid down his body and gently covered it.

"You're sleeping."

I was about to move to pick up the mat and pillow when Caca held back with his hand.

"Remove the mat and pillow. Blankets too, because it's cold tonight. Don't you want that day's fear to come true?"

The grip sagged. I spread out while crossing both hands under my head when mats and other bedding were available. Caca let his hand hang towards me, as if he didn't mind if I held it.

"Absite ...."

"Hem?"

"Any date with Laksmi?"

The door is indeed left open so as not to cause slander out there. Lucky when I glanced towards the door there was no one there.

"He was like my brother. Just like you."

I heard a long breath. Unfortunately I can't freely see what kind of expression Caca is showing right now.

"Absite ...."

"Why ...?" answer me gently.

"But you love him?"

"Why is that?" I changed my position to sit. "Do you mind if you love him?"

Caca lowered his head and bit his lower lip. "I'm not papa. What right do I have to forbid my dear brother to someone else?" His voice sounded soft.

"There will certainly be a right if you become Abang's wife. Now you sleep. Don't be too late." I rubbed his head and laid back on the floor.

This place is not close to the beach. It takes almost an hour drive to get to Kuta Beach. Comfortable too, because the atmosphere is calmer and the wind is not too strong.

From the door, Laksmi came with my favorite cup of ginger tea. Remember, if in the past we often scramble this drink.

"Bli, this is Laksmi making it special." The girl smiled as she thrust the cup in her grasp.

"You remember my favorite drink."

"Not only remember the drink, but Laksmi also remember when we like to fight over this drink." His teeth lined up neatly as he smiled.

I don't know, like there's something else he expects from me that somehow I can't live up to his expectations.

"It's night, sleep."

"Bli didn't sleep in his own room?"

"Emh, maybe not tonight. You take it easy, the door will be left open so that nothing happens between me and Caca."

"Emmhh .. How about Caca let Laksmi be with you?"

"No need," I said gently.

"Then, Laksmi excuse me."

I let go while returning the sweet smile that emanated before he finally disappeared behind the wall. Slowly these eyes turned on Anastasya who was lying comfortably in a thick blanket covering. Bersit, what do I want to do to just connect our lives? It was impossible to constantly hold hands on Wa Made.

Laksmi Gasari, she is indeed the only graceful girl that Wa Made currently has. Seeing how he grew up, of course because of his own father's affection. Yeah, I know for myself how Wa Made used to be so sincere about loving Mom. Unfortunately, they do not match because of different beliefs.

However, even so, it does not become a barrier for them to continue to give affection as it should.

Evidently now, Wa Made never considered me anyone else, even though Mom was gone, his affection always sincerely treated me worthy of his own child.

Indeed when Mom brought me to work here, she and Wa Made were almost married. However, then Mother decided not to continue because in reality the principle of worship both are not the same. Trust me, love doesn't always have to be. It's always been what Wa Made has held up to this point. Although since the departure of his mother he never had the intention to marry someone else and prefer to raise Laksmi alone.

There are so many memories that me and my mom made here. We used to go back to Jakarta after the two actually decided to split up, ending things. It was also the first time I saw the tears of Mom and the man shed, but it did not strengthen each other in any touch.

Not feeling remembering the figure of the angel woman, these tears began to wriggle from her hiding place.

"Engh ...."

Caca's voice muttered in his sleep. Until that cold sweat seemed to pierce between the pores of his forehead.

"Read."

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