The World's Different Lover

Can't stop it

After returning from the workshop, Bayu removed his shoelaces. Clothes that are moist because of sweat make it have to open it and only wear t-shirts inside. But he did not quickly enter, decided to sit on the terrace to feel the breeze to make his body cooler while reflecting the smoke to drive out boredom.

“Wood!” call the Princess from the living room glass window. Then pop out. “Tumben doesn't sound motor, so I didn't know you were home.”

“My motor is fussy, so I left it at the workshop. Are asking for help with Koreng to be repaired,” replied Bayu. He did not have time to fix it himself because it was quite late afternoon and his body already felt very sticky.

“Oh ...” The princess sat down next to him, then showed me the book. “I want to be able to learn to read these letters. Because I only memorized the Java script.”

“Boleh, later sometime I teach.” he replied while flicking cigarette ash into an available ashtray.

“Capek yes, Yu. It's been a few days you look haggard once.”

“Ya, passable.”

“You want me to help massage?”

That's a good deal, but it's best--- “don't, Put. Afraid someone would see. Later they can think a no-no about us.”

“Why can it be?”

“It's forbidden unless we're married.”

“Anything should not be, here or there just the same. Many rules!” pissed off. “I just want to help you. I just feel sorry to see you tired. While I—”

“Don't say you just hitchhiked,” cut Bayu fast. “I don't want to hear such words anymore.” Bayu then moved from his seat and entered the house. “Tok me off, I'll take you to the Museum later.

“Oh, yes?” both of those clear eyeballs were glowing happily. “I can't wait for tomorrow!”

“I want to shower first!”

As usual at night, the two women of different generations must be in front of the television and cause a noise. About the long-winded Indonesian pesinetronan; why is the story like this? Why that? Why is Fulan so bad? Also another Fulan why is very weak and silent when treated so and so forth.

Worse, once Bayu saw his mother almost throw an ashtray on the television screen because it was so arrogant against the main character who he thought was annoying. If Bayu did not remind; it was not easy to buy the television, then violence in television would really happen.

The tastes of bachelor men like Bayu are very different. Which is where he prefers action films Manca state than soap operas household drama like that; a little bit late, a little bit divorced, married again, later divorced again. There are so many scenes beyond reason, such as falling into a shallow abyss, waiting to be hit by a vehicle, and many more logic defects that are forced naturally. Then in every accident victim who is bandaged must be on the head no matter what the cause. And the words of legen the doctor who has always been a mainstay, “sorry, we have tried as much as possible”.

For the sake of uninterrupted comfort, Bayu pulled himself out of the arena of women. Playing games is probably the best option.

***

Bayu and Putri use public transportation, twice transit to get to the destination. The motor is blind without STNK, BPKB and SIM does not allow Bayu to bring it (if not want to find dead in front of the police).

Arriving at one of the historical relics Museum, at least Princess knows the ancient items displayed in the glass cabinet. He is well-kept and treated very valuable. But again the Princess was disappointed because she found nothing about her trace. Most of them only know the great kingdoms that exist on this Island. Bayu confused himself when he found the face of the Princess who was moody, because he could not do anything. Time and lack of knowledge. 

“There are more museums besides this, but the place is very far away; it may take five to eight hours by bus. I haven't been able to get you there,” Bayu said. 

“Can I get there myself?” ask the Princess expectantly.

“Do not!” bayu strictly forbid it. “Daerah here alone you do not know him too well, what else to the area there alone. Later if you're lost, I'll have a hard time finding you. It is hard to find good people now. After all, I also can't allow you.”

Both of the Princess's eyes began to pool.

“Do you want to really go there?” ask Bayu again because it does not have the heart to see the Princess who is always cheerful is now as sad as that. “At there you don't necessarily find a clue. Try, you tell me which kingdom you come from?”

“Kingdom of Siwalingga,” replied Princess briefly.

“Honestly, I also heard it for the first time,” said Bayu again. They sat in the courtyard of the mosque to just stop by to unravel the tired. “If you may know, why is your kingdom called Siwalingga?” all this time they had never discussed anything about where he lived. Initially, Bayu also did not want to know more about who the Princess really was. But the more here, the curiosity arises the greater.

Is it possible because you have started to retain feelings?

“Siwalingga is a fertility symbol. My father once said, why is the kingdom called fertility? Yes, because names are part of prayer. He wants a fertile royal land and his people are always prosperous,” explained the Princess while throwing a look at the clear blue sky. 

Bayu felt at ease when he heard his explanation. It turns out that the Princess is not from an evil kingdom that uses the interests of its founder to destroy the world. 

Bayu rubbed the Princess's back to calm down. Only this could possibly make the woman's heart better. 

***

“Capek too, yes. Go all day,” said Putri when just stopped from public transportation. “We have to walk also to home.”

“Only a little,” sahut Bayu. Then pull the souvenirs that the Princess is carrying. “Let me take him.”

“Thank you!”

Not only heading to the Museum, they also stopped by the clothing store. In addition to the woman having more clothes, Bayu also wants to make the woman cheerful as before.

But when he reached the front of the house, Bayu found his neighbor's son was waiting on the terrace. 

“Eh, Liana,” says Bayu. “You waited for Li?"

"There's no one at home, to the point that you're sitting outside?”

“No one is home Yu,” replied the hooded woman. Then hand over the food to Bayu. “This is taken from my Mama, the contents you open later inside. Just say to your mother, My mother finished my third sister's wedding.”

“Oh yes, thank you Lia. I'll tell you later.”

“Iya both. Then I'll just say goodbye.”

“Loh, do not want to enter first, maybe want to chat du—”

“Oh, no need. I haven't prayed Ashar,” cut Liana fast. “Maybe anytime.” 

“Alright then, once again thank you.”

After Liana left, the Princess immediately asked with a different face. “He's your lover? Beautiful kok.”

Bruk! The princess dropped her plastic grocery bag onto the table with a slight jerk. Then go into the room.

Bayu was immediately confused by the question of the behavior of the Princess just now. But Bayu did not want this misunderstanding to continue everywhere, he knocked on the door of the room and tried to persuade even though he did not know what kind of good persuasion.

“Put, Put. Liana is nobody to me, she is just an ordinary neighbor. I told you I don't have a boyfriend and you know it.”

“But he seems to like you,” he said from the inside.

“See from where? I don't feel that way,” me like a desensitized person at all. Though Bayu had long known that Liana was a little different from him.

“I'm a fellow woman, so I know. You are insensitive anyway!”

“Then what's the problem? I have nothing to do with him.”

No more answers heard from inside, Bayu again persuaded. “Open the door now, yes. To make it easier I explain.”

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, the silence. Then, Bayu again voiced using the deceptive style of a land crocodile, “There are some items that I have to take from inside, Darling.”

Clamps. The door finally opened after a while. Bayu stumped a smile, “You're jealous, yes?”

“No!” he said without staring.

“Then, what does it mean?”

“I ... I just don't like you being liked by him ..” said the Princess lowered her head in.

“It's the same ...” But Bayu is happy not to play envied like that. That means the Princess started to harbor feelings for him. His approach all this time will not be in vain.

“Ya already-yes already!” bayu said to break this unimportant conversation. “Do not extend,” he said again.

The princess hugged Bayu. “I love you, Bayu.”

Bayu gasped as he listened to the confession. Happiness, euphoria, victory overcame him.

“If I may be honest, I am so Put ..” sound Soft Bayu. The man often spoke rudely to his friends and also jutek at the time they met. But after getting to know each other, his mannerisms were so subtle and so appreciative of women. Especially to his own mother.

Bayu let go of the embrace. Put some distance between the two of them. "Put ...," he said as he stroked the red cheeks.

But then Bayu hugged her again and did more without the Princess trying to refuse. Although already covered in fog, the Princess tried to calm down without releasing her gaze to the pair of dark beads in front of her.

“You know what happens next?” tanya Bayu half whispered. And the Princess nodded faintly. His body is out of control again. Maybe the right word is resignation.

“Do you know the best way?” the Princess asked.

“Of course,” replied Bayu without hesitation. Doesn't he often watch blue movies with his naughty friends?

“But even that if you allow it.”

The princess fell silent, her heart felt reluctant, but her body was powerless to resist.

“And your silence that I consider yes,” said Bayu again after a moment of silence. And his instincts immediately gave a hint, at this time.

"You're beautiful, you're beautiful,” again.

Somehow, the Princess looks more beautiful tens of times than usual. A meaningful smile is on Bayu's lips, because it feels a false pleasure. His chest sounded rumbling, like he was on the verge of Reality and hallucinations.

Stop, Bayu, you can't do it! he said in his heart.

But no one can stop him.