The Girl At The Club That Night

Embarrassments

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

Jessica's condition is very worrying. The girl was forced to use various hoses stuck in her body to help her life.

Destiny is cruel, it is so easy to play with human life. Please, Jessica. Brother please be with you. You can't sacrifice the future mother of your nephew just because of a mistake made by his father. Cured .. please ....

"The condition is always decreasing every day" Hadi Yanwar said as he patted me on the shoulder.

If Jessica is still my brother, isn't this too cruel? Even if you had to sacrifice another girl to make up for her father's mistake, wouldn't this be even more cruel?

"Do you love Jessica?"

"Of course, Papa loves all of Papa's children."

"If so, why not just donate your heart to Jessica? Didn't he tell you everything that happened because you were the cause?"

Clearly visible, the look on his face turned stiff hearing what I said just now. What right does he have to judge others about their mistakes or not? The state has laws, nature has laws. If something goes wrong, the law does, not the child.

"Son, this is too weird to explain. Later you will know for yourself, how unfortunately Papa is the same as you. Although the life that must be made a ransom for Papa's mistakes is the same as you, Papa willingly. The one that Papa asked of you. When death comes, acknowledge me as your father."

...

"Abang, today I'm cooking seaweed soup. Maybe you want to?" Caca offered when we both watched TV together.

Not the main meal, he made the dish as our snack.

"You want my brother to eat his soup?"

Caca nodded, as he thrust out a spoonful of soup.

"May, but we're one bribe together." I teased, making the girl blink for a while.

"Don't be a pervert." He doubted.

I pulled out the spoonful of soup and bribed it. However, gently pulling Caca's chin, was about to split the soup in this mouth for her as well. One team together. Yeah, the closer it gets, the better it beats, until ....

Click!

That door is open. Showing Juna with two bags full of groceries. Um, me and Caca are aghast. We both felt clumsy even more so when Juna stared with a hard-to-understand look.

"Why are you two? How about a dumbass?"

"No ..." we answered simultaneously.

"Ish, I'm bothering ya? Again on the romantic-romantic for sure."

"Awaan anyway? Our people are watching as well" Caca replied with a frown.

I just smile, funny if you see the nature of Caca who is appearing childish. I rubbed the girl's head gently, making her turn and smile.

"Yaampun .. I am single." Juna passed by while carrying two bags of his groceries towards the kitchen.

"Honey," call me to Caca.

"Hem?" He gently rubbed his stomach which was already beginning to be seen.

"When is the schedule for the doctor?"

I also rubbed his stomach. Like there's pride stored in there. A life, sheltered in life.

"Tomorrow if it's not wrong."

"Do try to get a work permit so you can take you to the doctor, how?"

"No need, Brother .. there is already Kak Juna. My brother's only been working a few days, right?"

"But Brother wants to know the state of our son."

Caca sighed. "Angt ... Don't worry, I'll make sure our son is okay."

"Ca ...."

"Hem?"

"Abang kangen with you, we sleep in the room?" I hugged her body from behind, feeling the warmth of the yoke giving comfort that has always been a backrest.

"Abang suddenly spoiled now." His hand gently caressed my cheek.

...

We were already in the same room, staring at the same roof. Caca made my hand his pillow, while my one hand gently stroked his stomach. I'm, being a father.

How much more worry there is when considering the current security conditions of Caca. Perhaps, this is also what Mother used to feel when she was still there. The woman will always give protection even if she has to sacrifice her own life. Yes, she was indeed a strong woman after Bima's father died in an accident.

Mother the strongest woman I have ever met, now the figure of strength is as if back present in Caca. The teenage girl who now contains my flesh and blood.

"Ca ...."

"Hem?"

He just smiled, pinched my prickly nose.

"Ca, if you die ...."

"Sstt ...." His index finger managed to stop the speech until it hung.

"Everybody's gonna die, brother." He said, "but not to discuss."

Yes, it's true what he said. However, death was indeed a black shadow that had always followed and was ready to pounce at any time.

Caca changed his position, he faced me and played the chest that is now showing his trial. The fingers are finely tickled, even pinching slowly which I don't know what it means.

"Anged amused, Ca."

His hands are getting naughty playing, even more intense he tickled the waist and stomach which of course it is a very sensitive area and part of my weakness.

"Ca ... Brother tickled behind this." This hand prepares, but then Caca precedes with a brief kiss on my lips.

This girl, does she want anything?

Sure, maybe. Unfortunately, I could not understand and guess. Fear later is just keGe-Eran alone.

But ... It seems that was the highlight of the day's eyes, the highlight of thirst, the highlight in which Caca surrendered himself completely to me. Is he ...?

"I Love You, Brother," she whispered softly, this was the first time the sentence had appeared from her beautiful lips.

Anxious, mischievous Caca tonight instantly made my whole body feel hot cold thrilling. I grabbed her chin, enjoying every inch of it.

Back that difficult-to-describe feeling happened again. Not just a pseudo-shadow, but his crisp laughter seemed to make all the burden of the mind disappear already.

Caca, thank you for giving a long night for you, giving a meaningful night, and hope it is always like this, so that we can build the tallest building and solid in our feelings.

Anastasya, do you know? Every smile, laugh, even the roar of your breath tonight, all sweet, even able to eliminate the bitterness of fate that treats us like pawns on chess pieces.

...

The day was still too dark when Caca woke me up with her gentle kiss on the forehead. He smiled, I pinched his nose until he looked grimacing.

"Morning, you cook, you wait here."

"No, Brother .. I'm strong."

"Don't first. He said his stomach was cramped last night. Not a brother of anything."

When the horse grinned, I pinched his nose again. Then he moved after removing the blanket that had originally protected both of us.

Somewhat surprised also when he saw Juna had stayed in the front room while facing a cup of coffee and mobile phone in his hand. He turned his head, shook his head before his gaze returned on the flat screen.

Bodo period with the condition of my hair that is still disheveled. Go to the sink and wash your face.

Some foodstuffs that were just placed on the fridge last night seem to still be crowded there. Miris aja if it's a human mound, kayang right how they drag each other in a state of collision?

Actually, this is my first time cooking, because usually only fried eggs, fried chicken that is just grilled, boiled instant noodles, or at best flush oat with warm milk, is fine. It is rare to have breakfast at home.

****!

Forget it's an induction cooker. Somewhat scratching the head because it is confused with so many buttons. Where is the description of all Japanese writing, how do I want to understand?

Go to Caca ... Akh, too prestige if she knows her future husband is too hick. Nanya to Juna .. surely she fussed while making fun of.

Caca came out of the room, he approached me who was still pretending to cut vegetables to hide the nervousness that occurred.

"Do I need to help you?" He wrapped his hair and tied it up later.

"No need." I grabbed that knife immediately. "You wait, Juna."

I scratched the nape not itchy. Once again just smiled as Caca turned his head for a moment before he passed.

Let the matter of the stove become a business later. The important thing for now is that at least my face is saved in front of Caca.

A few minutes passed when the mystery about the stove was not solved. Even some of the buttons present can not be separated from the absence of my hand. Starting from the image of aceh noodles, fried fish, cassava leaf stew to burn catfish, all failed.

"Why, Bang?" Caca came so shocked that these eyeballs almost came out.

"Emh, just wait a minute."

"The stove hasn't come on yet, has it?"

"Ah? Yes, it's broken. No papa, we order from outside."

Caca slightly lowered his body, grabbing something behind the stove. Shi! It turns out that the plugs of the balloons are connected! Pantes aja stove is not on fire from earlier.

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