Trapped in the Love of Immigrants

The Labrak Teens

Today was exhausting. For the glass so much, I took a sip of my espress. Financial statements and company data really need to be completed today as well. Scroll clock attached to the wall of this room, almost eight o'clock, but still wrestling with the laptop.

I let out a sigh of relief when I clicked on the 'save' icon'. Several staff including the General Manager who was in the room with me, had returned home at five in the afternoon. The atmosphere was so quiet, some corridors including to my room— whose door was deliberately open wide—looked so dark because the lights were deliberately extinguished. It felt like the temperature was strange, like it was creepy. Moreover, remembering the dream back. When my phone rang, it almost surprised me.

"Hi, Babe!"

The melodious voice that had filled my day these few weeks was heard, but this time through a phone call, not a video call. Yes, of course it's my lover. The love that until now always made me feel like I was dreaming. Who else if not Mr. Pakistanis.

"Hi, Baby! Have you had dinner?" I asked while cleaning up these messy files and tables.

"No, Babe. You?"

My smile evaporates. For some reason, it had been repeatedly his little cares heard in this sense, but still always managed to make my cheeks blush and heart beat fast. Happy and happy is always felt.

"Babies?" Call him when I realize I'm silent.

"Hehe, sorry, Babe, didn't mean to be ignored. Well, not yet."

"Hmm, why? You're still in the office, huh?"

My activity stopped instantly. "You installed a camera in my office, yeah or tapped and gps on my phone?" Curigaku teased in a joke.

Navroy chuckles. "No! I just tapped into your room, put a camera in there, ha ha ha!" His jokey laugh that sounded on the other end of the phone chimed in with his joke and made me unable to help but laugh.

"Basic, Mr. Pakistan!"

His laughter is still breaking. "No! I noticed, you didn't tell me today, Baby. So, I think you're giving me time to miss you,"

Since when is this Pakistani sir confident and good at seducing?

"What do you want, Babe?" Instead I smiled as I understood the direction of this conversation. Always, my activities were instantly neglected because of it.

"Come, we meet and hang out?" bring him with enthusiasm.

This smile is snuggled. He really changed a lot. It feels this happy to run all over the blood vessels.

Lord, please don't go by so quickly, I really enjoyed it!

"All right! Where, my Babe?"

"I'll meet you there, send me your location, okay?"

"alright. Be careful on the road, yeah. See you!"

"See you, my Lovely!"

The phone disconnected instantly. My mind now floated up to create a tinge of smile on this face, remembering that man drove me home two days ago after we hung out. When the taxi got home and was about to get off, I peeked at her forehead for so long, then turned to her white smooth cheeks. In fact, during the first meeting of—cek in it at the hotel, when we were about to go home and wait for a taxi, he continued to hold my hand so tightly. And you know what's going on? The people there, especially the women, were so cynical that they looked at me, looking at us. However, the man simply ignored and continued to smile at me.

The girl looked at me. The young girl who appeared suddenly behind the darkness of the corridor and momentarily surprised me. She looks so sweet with her pink span skirt combined with her pink heels and white jerney sweatshirt. Her maroon hair is now in pigtails until it looks more mature and graceful. While still standing there, right in the doorway that was wide open from earlier, while staring with a cold spotlight at me.

"Linka?"

My voice was almost in the silence of this room. My big smile greeted him, but the look on that tyrannical face only turned away after rolling my eyes and passed in front of me. As soon as he threw his body in the big black chair it— belonged to his father— which is located right on the right side of my desk facing towards the door, while crossing his right leg until resting on the left leg. That devensive highlight made me uncomfortable for a moment and I decided to ignore it and go back to my activities. In this room, it was just the two of us. Although, his father is not here, I don't know what happened to the boy until he came here.

The sound of a series of printing machines on the right, now breaks the silence of this room when printing some file— that I just have—for tomorrow's meeting materials with clients.

"So, your life is happy right now, brother?"

My head lifted and glanced at him. As soon as he looked at the face of the face did not understand with eyebrows frowning at me, a half smile appeared.

What's wrong with her? Whatdoes thatmean?

"I hear you're dating him,"

That doesn't sound like a question.

Is this about Navroy?

I let out a breath. Typical Linka! That girl is always on the point.

"Linka–"

"real right? Brother ignored my message on the papi, huh? I thought you were aware of my words,"

What's the matter, anyway?

"Linka, is this about Navroy?"

His grunts sounded, then he nodded. "Really! Still without sin and guilt too! 'Model' like this where it could have Navroy's brother,"

My eyes widen. One of his vocabulary deliberately suppressed the sarcasm. Enough's enough! What the fuck? That little boy dare say that to me?

My grunts rang out, still staring at him sharply. "So, are you jealous of me?"

The glare of the sharp eyes of the girl who did not accept my conclusion made her upset.

"What's? Me? A pretty girl with a sexy body like this is said to be jealous? Wearing revealing clothes alone you don't dare and aren't comfortable wearing them, you tomboy, tacky!"

My smile is now evaporating in a long breath. Typical boy!

"Linka dear, the meaning of the word sexy is not with clothes that open, but–"

"Shut up!"

My body immediately flinched in shock with its jaw tightly clenched as it interjected and snapped. His gaze was now glaring full of arrogance. "I'm warning you, brother, he doesn't deserve you! He was so perfect and only matched the appearance of a 'class' like me. As for you, my God, look at you! Even wearing heel's you can't!" Cries scolding.

The loud buzzing sound on my desk that came from the impact of my hand was heard and made him gasp in shock. "Enough! It could be that a boy your age would insult me like that! Who are you, heh?"

I closed my eyes for a moment, when the girl was just speechless and probably still surprised, asumsiku. My heavy sigh sounded as the gaze lowered and was currently staring at the table. Realizing, I was facing a teenage girl who was still emotionally unstable and childish.

"Listen, Linka! I love you, appreciate not only you as a child of my boss, but also as a friend. I have even considered you a sister, moreover you are the son of a family that has been so kind to me. But, that doesn't mean you can be disrespectful to me," I took another breath. "I know Linka, I know very well that I can't be like you. Being a girl with a life of glamour and excessive material, yes it does feel impossible. You know, I don't even have a family anymore. But please, don't demean me like that. It's not that my life isn't excessive, then I don't have any self-esteem. No, Linka, I have one too, just like you! Yeah, true! I'm just used to my tomboyish modest looks and even just love sneakers or something, but what's his love for a girl like me?"

I stared at him in silence for a moment and he still looked at me strangely. "Don't ask me why she doesn't like a vegetarian you think is 'sexy', but ask her, why doesn't she love a rich, feminine girl like you?!" My next.

"N-Navroy?" chirp me instantly.

"Sister Navroy? Brother is here? Is brother looking for me here because he's been reading my chat?" sela Linka snatched questioningly in a look of surprise and disbelief, her beloved man standing not far from us.

"Are you done, baby? Sorry to have to come to your room, because I thought you were done with your work. Three hours ago the receptionist below said it was your hour home" instead of glancing at me which made me momentarily silent.

I was even more stunned and surprised by his confession.

She's she? Waiting three hours ago? That means at 5pm?

My heavy sighs sounded. Can this man get rid of his habit of waiting for me for hours? It makes me feel guilty and unkind to her!

"Babe, Go! Or still want to be here? I can, really, wait for you even longer if you want," he unfurled as he approached me and grabbed my bag to bring it with his hand rubbing this arm at the end of the sentence.

She's so charming tonight.

At a glance my eyes managed to catch Linka's expression there, there was a glimmer of sadness in her eyes that was currently staring at Navroy, moreover the man now ignored her, even her feelings.

"A little more, and then it's done." My heart that grew even worse when a single smile now looked at the man in front of me. Navroy just nodded with a smile.

Once the print has been completed, I then continue to clear the documents and tidy up the table.

"Sister Navroy, why don't you reply to my chat?" Ask Linka who is still trying.

"Sorry Linka, it was quite busy."

The man still sounded flat, but his eyes only glimpsed at the girl who was still standing rigidly there in a sad gaze, as I silently glanced behind the bangs.

"Oh yeah, that's in the lobby I didn't see brother, brother sitting where? And, Linka is happy to hear that she is good at Indonesian. Finally, the brother's effort succeeded. Because, you once said, right, really want to learn and master the language for girls who are you approaching and–"

"Yes, because of my boyfriend! The girl I wanted to make a girlfriend and now my sister has. So, now you understand, right?" Sela Navroy admitted flatly.

"Daughter?" Linka asked in surprise which coincided with my inner sentence. I paused for a moment, thought, then glanced at the girl who was now staring at the man I was back with a sparkling look, then turned towards Navroy. The man looked at me in the shade.

"I thought that girl was me...." Linka muttered in a barely whispering voice in a blank stare that was now not looking at Navroy anymore, but the man only put on an innocent look and passed while pulling me away, as soon as he saw my desk was neat.

He stepped up quickly while still holding tightly to my hand and pulled to leave this place which was now trying to balance his steps right behind him.

Today the white shirt wrapped his sixpack body perfectly which was combined with black jeans and sneakers. Spike hair that is now painted golded at each end of the fabric is so contrasted with the brown hair that it increasingly shows the man's good looks. After I did finger—absensi— in the security post, we then entered the taxi that had been waiting since.

"Babies?"

Navroy.

"Your attitude was to him .. It seems you were too harsh. You shouldn't be like that to her,"

His gaze was now momentarily frozen, a glimmer of vexation appearing there."I just admit it, is it wrong? After all, he's too outrageous to you, so just teach him which placement of the word 'more appropriate' is aimed at whom,"

I thought it was just a bluff, apparently a fact!

"Yes! But, she really .. she already thinks, you like her too,"

"Then? Should I respond the same way? Is that what you want? Please, don't push me! It's same like cheating or playing her, Babe and I won't make her fishing more,"

I was silent about his confession. I don't know why we even fought in a taxi just because of this problem. It's just that I'm not feeling good about Linka. The girl was just stuck with her own feelings that she did not understand at all.

Navroy touched the back of my hand, rubbing it there with his fixed, calm gaze.

"That's her right, Babe, her right if she likes me, I'm not the problem! I even but I've said the same thing I told you, especially care for him, no! Even though he always chatted, but I never overdid him. So, please, don't force me to make him misunderstand me more," she explained gently, trying to make me understand.

My heavy breathing sounded. "Yes, but he–"

"Forgetit, okay? Please?" please interject quickly, after sighing heavily with a hint of annoyance.

I was silent for a moment. Then, "OK." My voice almost whispered in a small nod, but did not look at him.

My eyes purposely turned to the car's glass window, without saying another word to her. I heard, he spoke to the driver, asked the driver to start driving this mini vehicle and did not forget to mention the address he wanted to show.

To be honest, Linka's words were quite striking in the heart. It hurts, when insulted like that by the person we love. It's just that, not expecting, the girl that I had considered as a sister could be so outrageous, even as reckless as to approach the office. Actually, I also have no heart and pity that he was treated like that to my lover, but what can I do? Despite everything, all Navroy's explanations, his actions have a point as well. He only takes wise decisions by not making someone fall just because of it.

The man next to me who had rested his back on this passenger seat had gripped my hand so tightly with his warm hand, occasionally rubbed, and also in a kiss while the straight view was still in his silence. I'm sighing.

"I'm sorry, you saw that." My great-grandson who now rolled her eyes looked at her. His eyes immediately glanced at me, stared for a moment, then smiled warmly at me. He nodded then his outstretched hand rubbed this head gently.

"Me too, sorry, Babe. Because his "close" misunderstanding made him meet you like that,"

The nod in my smile made her feel relaxed. Shoulder slumped.

"It's okay. Anyway, maybe he wants to see his dad, so you guys!" I felt like I was lying to myself.

"His father?" Navroy woke up from his backrest and looked at me with frowning brows.

I'm nodding. "His father worked there with the revision above me. He's the General Manager and one room with me. Because of her father too, the reason I was on the beach back then when you performed first at the festival. But, before Linka went to Europe a while ago, she did leave a strange message for me to her father and I just found out it was apparently about you she meant,"

Navroy shook his head in concern repeatedly. "What did the girl think. But, whatever he says, Babe, please, don't let that bother you."

My name made her smile and spread it to me.

Taxis are driving at normal speed limits. Penetrate the hustle of the city, by experiencing some congestion at certain points.

Although, the incident made me quite upset, but still there is something that makes this heart calm and smile. Of course he is! The lover next to me who was leaning my head against his chest confessed his feelings earlier. Moreover, admit in front of someone who has insulted. Although, not a desire or intention, but I admit, the sentence was as if it was just highlighted in my brain and stored it specifically there. This brain is so good at storing the core of sentences that make happy hearts and bodies, but I realize, it is also good at storing sentences that have been painful and so bitter that they are able to stretch the mind and have an effect on pain. And in the end, it becomes a gaping wound by leaving faster. Yeah, what you've been keeping all this time, it's slowly hurting you without you even realizing it yourself.

"So, you're learning Indonesian, because of me, huh?" my God broke the silence

while whispering in his ear— when he remembered Linka—'s words while looking up, but my head was still leaning on his chest.

The dimple was visible on his sturdy and exotic face, a smile touching the eyes, but this time there was a red pseudo there, between his sturdy cheekbones. Navroy's rarity was heard, until the embrace was so tightly felt in the body warmly.

Yes, although I realized that bitterness and hurt one day encountered my day, but here I am with all my confidence, firmness and sincerity. Whatever happens one day, all I know is, I love her and am happy with her now. I enjoyed every second of it, no matter how devastated I was due to the fact that it was going to happen. No matter how hard it is to endure the pain of losing him who has to leave my country. Nah! I don't want to miss that phase with pointless sadness, just thinking about it. Nah! This is not the time to cry it out in the pain of— although I do not know when the time comes—but at this time I just want to enjoy every happy togetherness. So, let. Let me stay here, stay here, like this, before I wake up from my sweet dreams to take everything away. Because what I know and understand, it won't last long, though I don't know, until when.

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