The Step Sister of Tiri

101. Old wounds

“Sit,” said Hanif shifted Kinan's focus on his already detached hand.

I don't know since when the hand is no longer tied. Because of that, he lost focus. This is how close to Hanif, he's like a bod*h.

“Oh, i–iya thank you,” said Kinan nervously who then sat in the chair beside him.

He tried to look around. From this place, the girl could see the sea scene at night, which could only be seen faintly. The sound of the waves still rumbles, like a romantic music that accompanies different types of couples. Flickering lights that are deliberately installed by shop owners, add to the atmosphere of shahdu.

Some people were sitting on the beach surrounding the campfire. Some are shy, some make a festive atmosphere. They look like family. However, in fact they do not know each other and have only been found here.

“What do you want to order?” hanif asked as a passenger approached them.

“Here is anything, Bang?” ask Kinan at the waiter standing next to his desk.

The waiter mentioned several menus, while pointing to the board that had written several menus there and the price. Here there is no menu book, only a large board and visitors can choose by looking at the board.

“I want spicy sauce crab only. Drink young coconut ice.”

“I grilled fish. Drink it, take it,” said Hanif, who was taken by a waiter who then left the two.

“What, Father, come here often?” ask Kinan while looking around.

“Mas,” Hanif error.

“Oh, yes. What ... Mas often here?”

“Not really, it's my first time here.”

“From where, Mas, know this place?”

“There are friends who have told me. He's been here with his girlfriend. I was curious, so bring you here. Turns out the place is pretty good. Although only a simple shop, but the place is clean and the service is also good."

Kinan nodded. The two talked for a moment. Not long after, finally the order came as well. Hanif and Kinan enjoyed the meal quietly. Undoubtedly, the taste of the food was also very good, not inferior to a five-star restaurant. Looks like next time Kinan can come here again if there's time.

The food here is also typical of Indonesia, home cooking. Her mother and sister-in-law would love to be invited here. Especially Zayna, since pregnant the woman likes to eat, but is very lazy to cook. It's so different from before. The family also does not mind the origin of their son-in-law and grandchildren are healthy.

“You're done eating?” ask Hanif who is possessed by Kinan.

The man called the waiter and paid the bill. After that he took Kinan to walk by the beach. The air was extremely cold, making the girl's body cold. To stab his bones because he only wears clothes.

Kinan did not know if the man would take her to a place like this. If he knew, he would have brought a jacket. Hanif who knew that Kina was cold immediately opened the jacket she was wearing and put it on Kinan's body.

“No need, Mas. Later you are cold,” refuse Kinan.

“It's okay, I'm a boy, can still hold it. Insert your hand, let it be warmer.”

“It looks like a lot of fun. How about we dance!” take Hanif while pointing towards the people dancing.

“I can not dance, later even shy.”

“There is no shame. Look at 'em! They also dance at random. For them, togetherness is more important. Comeing! It must be nice to dance with many people,” invite Hanif by embracing the girl's shoulder.

Kinan did not resist and could only comply. Hanif placed both his hands on either side of the girl's waist, while Kinan was at a loss as to how. His body felt stiff to move. Hanif took the girl's hands to her shoulders and tried to move their bodies.

Kinan was very difficult to breathe. This kind of position was very dangerous for his body. He may have lost his life due to his unstable heart or may have been unable to breathe.

“No need to be nervous, just relax. I don't bite people,” said Hanif who increasingly wanted to tease Kinan.

He knew that the girl in front of him was nervous. Instead Hanif was happy, that meant Kinan still had some shame. Increasingly, the girl was getting used to the movements made by Hanif. However, his heart still broke irregularly.

Kinan had much to learn to relax the body so as not to embarrass himself. After the music stopped, Hanif invited Kinan to sit down with the others. They surround the fire to warm themselves.

“Kinan, may I ask you something and I hope you answer it honestly,” Hanif said starting the conversation.

Of course with a slow voice so as not to be heard by people around. The distance between them was a bit far away, so surely the conversation was not heard by others. Moreover, the sound of the waves that were still heard, added to the noise of the place. They had to speak a little loudly in order to be heard from each other.

“What's the question, Mas?”

“Do you still love Niko?” hanif asked as he looked towards Kinan.

“Why, Mas, ask like that?”

“I just want to make sure that I still have a chance to get into your heart. I want to say something, actually I'm starting to be interested in you.” Hanif closed his eyes for a moment. Why should he say ‘began interested’ is not the man has been interested for a long time.

Kinan was still trying to digest what Hanif had said. Is it that easy for that man to fall in love with her? They just got close. Could it be that those feelings really exist and are sincere for her? To be honest, he has not been able to open his heart to other men. Indeed, when adjacent to Hanif there was something that the girl felt, but Kinan did not know it was love or not.

The wounds caused by Niko have not healed, now another man has come in his life. He doesn't know if he can start or not. Can't it all just flow?

“What made you interested in me? We just got to know each other, how could you possibly say that?”

“I also don't know what's interesting in you, but what you need to know. There's a longing when I can't see your face. I also didn't calm down when I hadn't seen you. You don't want to accept me, is it because you haven't been able to forget Niko? Do you still love her?” ask Hanif back.

“I no longer have any feelings for him, but that doesn't mean I can easily open my heart to other men. My heart is still wounded" Kinan said with tears in his eyes.

The wound he had been trying to bury had now returned to the surface. Is it wrong if you need time?

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