Trapped in the Love of Immigrants

Mysterious Man

"Come on, Baby, please!"

The shout of a man with a clear tone was currently piercing through my hearing. I don't know who the owner of the voice is, but it's so familiar. At the same time, I felt like I was floating, so peaceful and still, yet it felt strange as well. It felt like my chest was hot, tight and like it was shaken, then it immediately coughed as I felt the water spurt out of my mouth and spit out.

"Oh, Thank's my God, thank God!"

The murmur still filled my head while followed by a very tight warm hug for a moment. The nose still hurts and the throat too. My ears started to ring.

Eyes filled in fatigue and feeling weak are now staring at the figure next to me, after his embrace was released. Yeah, he's here, still with me. Of course, Navroy, my sweetheart. His head was now covering the sunlight that dazzled his face and gaze. His face was so anxious in the glimmer of sadness within his eyes. His face was filled with sweat. But ... Whatisit? The tears? Has she been crying?

I slowly raised my hand, gently touched the face, then rubbed the still water on the edge of his eyes. It hurts to see it like this. The look on that face, that sadness and regret, was so obvious there. Navroy was so sturdy in his dazzling face that had been seen all along, but why on the other hand was there such a blunder I had clearly seen? Like–

"I'm sorry, Baby? I shouldn't have done that, forced you like that earlier–"

"Hey, I'm fine, honey," as I try to get my voice out, though it's quite hoarse. He still looked at me sad and anxious, as if unsure.

My rough breaths sounded along with the sound of the waves pounding. A faint and thin smile now appeared on this face. "Really, Babe," I looked reassuringly as I brushed back the tears that were somehow flowing in her eyes.

He pulled me in his arms for a moment, so tightly that he rubbed this hair that was still wet.

"Don't worry, Babe, really. Please, don't be sad like that,"

"How can I not be anxious and calm if you almost die of my selfishness and–"

"No! Not salahmu. I should have told you first that I can't swim. I forgiving? I'm sorry to make you anxious, even to the point of being sad and guilty like that" I said convincingly.

He took off his embrace, then looked at me so deeply.

"You know, Babe, I'd rather die if I saw you grieving like this. I love you, Navroy, love you so much" I softly looked into those two eyes that were now gently rubbing these cheeks, wiping my tears at the corner of these eyes. He kissed my forehead for so long, so long, not even caring where this is while hugging me who is now in his arms, in the still position of my body lying down.

For a moment, the man fell silent. His face was like thinking of something. I don't know what, but my head right now really can't think. He then helped me get up, then sat down at the gazebo we rented.

"This, Brother." The fifteen-year-old girl held out a black plastic bag at us, then rushed away with a shy smile as Navroy smiled at her as thanks came out of her mouth.

"What's that?" My pandang asked.

"Just some clothes for us. I purposely asked them to buy it at a market near here. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

My weak rarity was heard, though my chest was still sore and hot.

He nodded in a knotty smile, yet it seemed once the anxiety was there staring at me.

"How are you doing?" He asked as he took my hand and held it. Occasionally gently rubbed but feels warm.

Smile looks. "Quite improved, but my chest is still hot patio. Thank you, but don't worry, Babe, "

As soon as he heard my complaint, he left without a word, then returned shortly with a young coconut. For a moment, I looked at him. "Where did you get that?"

"I bought. Come, drink. It really helps your sore throat,"

He helped me drink the green fruit water. Once stretched out and I drank, it felt graceful and this chest was quite improved.

My smile returned. "Thank you."

"Your welcome, Babe. Come on!" kiss her on this forehead, then hold my hand and invite me to get out of my seat.

"Where are we going? Going home?"

Steps ceased. "We can't possibly linger here if you—"

"Really, are we really going home?"

Navroy sighed when he heard my taste. "Baby, you just drowned and almost died. I can't possibly—"

"And I don't want to cancel our plans! Remember, you still have an afternoon culinary appointment with me today. Anyway, I'm okay, anyway." I insisted that made me look at me in frustration.

The wet sweatshirt that is still attached to his body, really shows his sex sixpack.

"Baby, please?" please cupped both hands in front of him which made him sigh, then took hold of this hand and removed the stalk.

"I don't like seeing you like this begging. All right, but don't do that with hands like that. You know, I can do anything for you, without you having to beg, "his murmur made me smile while looking at him.

"really?"

He flinched then smiled wryly. "Come on, we have to change clothes!" he took my hand and pulled me out of this place.

Before leaving the island, then rent a bathroom one of the residents' houses near from pier— to clean the body, bathe and change clothes.

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After painstakingly persuading me to go home to rest and delay until five o'clock in the afternoon, I finally relented and followed his wishes. We made an appointment at his workout place, Karebosi Jogging Track Area, then after from there, we were culinary for dinner, as planned. At five thirty, I just arrived there and have seen him working out with his compatriots. He looked fresh and handsome, despite the sweat soaking up. As usual, he wore a sleeveless t-shirt combined with shorts. She smiled sweetly with width, when those two beautiful eyes found me passing through the collection while the body upright and the hands support the weight of his body above the long iron bars— as a pull-up tool and his chalistenic workout. I don't want to bother him with his friends. Maybe, we can have a chat after he's done, as well as me finishing running. That was why, I deliberately ignored him and still stepped through, even though he had winked intending to tease before continuing his chalistenic.

"Sugar, hey, pretty girl? Do you need any help?" that familiar voice in my ear made me turn my head as I began to do small runs. The sweet smile followed by the flickering eyes instantly tempted me.

"Dewana based!"

Again, only her big, sweet smile seemed.

"Excuse me, Ms. Indonesia, want a bike motorcycle?"

My laughter still made him smile. I don't know where that term came from. So far, he doesn't even understand what an 'ojek' is'.

"Oh, come on, Babe, don't shy like that!" try again this time using English and make me smile.

The people who are passing by now are watching us. This place is indeed getting crowded if the night is almost welcome.

I hesitated to look at him, looking at him who was teasing me even more with his deathly smile and anyone who melted, fascinated, while patting the iron rod in front of him, right behind the steering wheel of his bicycle.

Really, this guy really made my cheeks heat up out of embarrassment.

Shamefully and doubtfully, I sat down before him, as he asked and smiled radiantly as I relented and followed his invitation.

My cheeks were getting flushed, as he pedaled his bike through the track streets of this huge field. Passing people who are jogging, or just sitting watching and hanging out, playing ball or doing other sports. Every pair of eyes we passed by, stared fixedly at us. Navroy doesn't even care about it.

"So, you deliberately ignored me earlier, huh?" the question began after a moment of silence while paddling the bike casually.

"No, I'm not ignoring! It's just, I don't think I want to bother you with your friends. So, we can have a chat after we're done."

"You've never interfered, Babe. And, who told you to sport today?"

I turned my face slightly to the side while looking at that handsome face that was so close to me.

What question is that?

"Don't you bring me here to exercise, right? Not just to look at your sex body on that long, transverse iron, right?"

He chuckles. "So, I'm sexy, huh?" His god made me blush, but deliberately ignored him by rolling my eyes and not looking at him again to make him chuckle.

This kiss on the cheek made me flinch and look at him sharply which only in reply to the screech, then glanced at me. He completely ignored his friends as the ripple-tease rang out for him.

Nah! More precisely us!

"Aren't you ashamed?"

"I told you, criticism is the basis of jealousy! They were jealous of me seeing me with Ms. Indonesia is so beautiful,"

My smile was completely evaporated. "Lorda!"

Why did he praise so much today?

It's been one round we've been through this field.

"So, what makes you late? I think we'll make a five-hour deal, right?

"Egypt? Why do you have to remember that, huh? Why not just rest?" It was his murmur that made my eyes glare sharply.

"You didn't want to meet on purpose? After all, I'm not the kind of guy who breaks promises easily,"

"Don't think negative, Baby. Just want you to be okay."

"Stop!"

Navroy stopped pedaling, as I got off the bike and stood next to him.

"You mad?" His voice was worriedly staring.

I'm shaking. "Just want to go to the toilet. I'll see you." I clearly.

"really? You really aren't angry, are you?" Ask again.

My smile broke and pulled the nose. "Gosh, yeah! Who could be angry with my girlfriend? Just one second made me miss me so much!"

She smiles. "All right, My baby. Comeing! " let him pass.

"Where are you going?"

"Say you're going to the toilet?"

"Yes. Then?"

"I'm driving you."

"Geez, it doesn't matter, honey."

He looked at me seriously. "Why?"

"Just don't want to be troublesome. Really, It's okay, I can do it myself." Tukanku reassured after smiling.

He looked at me for a moment. Then, "Alright. I'm waiting for you at my workout. Be careful's. But, let me know if anything happens, "he quickly reminded me at the end of the sentence.

"Yes, my dear." Nod me in a smile. Before I passed, he rubbed this hair.

It didn't take long, I'm done. The toilet is not far from the ground. It's a few meters right at the north exit.

"Hi. Wait ... Hush!" The heavy voice with the English accent is now intercepting the one that just appeared in front of me.

Foreign man, but the look on his face is not very clear because the light here is inadequate. Little dim.

"Sorry, do you know me?" I asked a little clumsy. Although I narrowed my eyes to see clearly, but the man's face was completely unusual. He wore a white woolen hat with a blue scarf around his neck that was fitted with a black bombar jacket.

"So, you are a Navroy girl friend?" Ask ignored my question and made this frown as soon as she heard that strange question.

What's he asking like that?

I tried to smile while looking at those eyes I didn't like towards me.

It's really quiet here. He walked over, then the big hand landed hard on my cheek, making me grimace for a moment and leaving a trail of pain there.

"What do you want? Why you hurt me? I did'nt wrongs with you!" My growl looked at him sharply and made him smile sarcasm. That smile in dimness really did look scary.

"Listen! You should leave Navroy, okay? And then, don't disturb him anymore! It's proof to make your understanding, if together with him, it's impossible and just dream," he said, pressing his vocabulary and then leaving with innocent.

Grunts sounded. "I don't care what do you say!" timpalku was upset with rage. Hoping, my words could be heard that he had stepped away in the darkness of the night.

I wiped my tears and met my boyfriend at his workout. At least, just a greeting to him.

I don't know what that guy means. Why, why did this to me. But what I do know and understand is that he seems to be close to Navroy and has a strong reason for his attitude, even though I don't know.

Navrot smiled welcomingly, as I approached. Then, the smile faded away instantly as it looked at this face.

"What is this, Baby? What's going on?"tanya was worried when she found the damn bruise.

I didn't even expect, the slap of the mysterious man was enough that even in the dimness was still visible to the man.

Little ring—a little I hold it—s heard in the closed eyes, as Navroy tries to touch it carefully. His face became more anxious.

"It's okay, it's just–"

"Baby, didn't you promise me not to lie and say what happened? So, please, honest of me?" Her pleas, her anxious eyes, her sad face, now paralyzed me.

"A-there is someone who." bitterly I cannot continue my sentence and begin to shed tears. The look on his face turned cold and furious instantly. The next second, his phone rang, staring for a moment at his phone screen. Then, "Shitt!" grunts growled.

His hand slipped from my face, then passed without regard to my yelling calling him or his friends trying to intercept.

He corner sana—my mysterious man who slapped me it—as really like waiting. Navroy managed to find the guy—entah how. My lover struck me, threw a fist blindly with wrath, mercilessness and let go of all his anger and resentment while shouting in a language I did not understand, after being broken by his friends. I didn't even think he was that angry. They then argued for nothing, then approached me and pulled me away from this place with a still furious look. I was even scared and anxious to see how he was right now.

"I'm sorry? Because of me, you–"

"You're innocent," he remained in a defensive tone without staring, though I looked at him.

Navroy was silent in silence in this black cab, pulling me in his arms while wiping my hair after a kiss This, meant to calm me, my assumptions. I just chose silence too, staring at the face that was still holding back that anger with its cold gaze with the look of eyes straight ahead, while gently rubbing that face that occasionally wiped the sweat on its temples.

Along the way, he was silent until we arrived at the front of the house, came down and led me to the front door, while he asked the taxi driver to wait.

"I have to go home. Istrahathlah." When I look at her sad. The look on his face was still cold, despite taking a quick glance. He pulled my head, then forehead kiss, then hugged tightly. As soon as he turned around to leave, I intercepted him.

"I'm sorry, if I did make you angry and give you trouble,"

He just kept quiet, without looking at me.

"Babies?" Call me this time weld. "plea–"

Without saying a word, he immediately pulled me in his arms, hugging tightly by interrupting my sentence.

It feels like this hug really feels warm until my tears just flow on the cheeks.

"Don't repeat it! Don't repeat to plead like that and try to hide it from me" she asked, now looking at me after our arms came off.

Is he really angry?

"I just don't want you to worry! I know, it's gonna hurt you or make you angry, but I'm not gonna do that! I'd rather be silent for you not to be hurt than to hurt you like this! I'm even willing to risk my whole life and happiness, if that makes you okay! I love you so much, can you understand that? For me, a slap means nothing to me than to have to leave you because of the threat and I don't want to get hurt–"

Navroy shut my mouth with his lips that made me pause for a moment, and so did he. The more I tried to let go, the more he kissed her.

"I wouldn't be afraid to shut up like this even if it had to be all night, if you spoke again. So shut up" she threatened, who still had those thin lips on my lips.

"Isn't that better?"

His simple smile appeared for a moment "dewana!"

My smile was quite floundering and quietly heaved a sigh of relief. At least, managed to melt the atmosphere a little, especially making the man smile which was quite tense, even making me afraid and anxious.

I don't know when and who started, but our mouths have been clasped, kissed. So soft, slow yet so delicious and warm. I don't know what's going on, but this kiss feels different, very different. Impressed very deeply, like something will–

"Take care" she whispered after taking off our kiss, then pulled me in her arms. Hugged so tightly, so tightly while pecking at the top of this head, then hugged again and left without looking at me.

I don't know why, my tears are dripping. Flowing rapidly without me knowing the reason, especially this mind is getting crowded, as if in a cry in the chest, while looking at him go away that is lost from view as soon as he came out of the gate and turned.

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Hello, aga kareba? Hehe, sorry, what do you mean? It is the language of my city, Makassar City. By the way, thank God, TCI has arrived at chapter 18—yeay!!! 😊💃 May, dong, Author ask for a trace of his comment? Advice and constructive criticism can also be overwhelming. Anyway, thank you very much for stopping by and reading this story, even those who vote, thank you, yes 🙏 God willing, always update even in pursuit of busyness.

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