When Love Is Present

Chapters 121. Encounters.

It was late afternoon Vim and Pak Uun returned to the villa. No one feels what is in Vim's heart (only the othor knows hehe.).

He waited for the right moment to return home. With deep conviction he believed Laras was still waiting for him to come home.

Barrel moves play in the eye pelupuk. Could it be that Laras was still willing to accept it after he just left without saying goodbye. Didn't Vim go not to waste Laras? He disappeared for the good of Laras.

But even that if Laras wants to understand that he went to try to recover. Oh God don't disappoint me, Inner Vim. It is inconceivable that Laras had chosen someone else to fill his life.

The open door of the room makes Mr. Uun free to enter the room. No doubt it would disturb his young master.

With an excuse, Mr. Uun came to Vim with a bowl of mangung soup that gave off a pleasant aroma. Mr. Uun is happy, his host now looks refreshed. No longer sitting still in a wheelchair but beginning to reveal himself to the real Vim. It's just not as exciting yet.

"Den is soup. Eaten before bed, Den."

"Not on the table, sir?"

"There was no dinner last night Den. Madam called to make corn soup to let Den Vim's stomach warm."

Coincidentally cold weather more often come so that corn soup feels delicious to eat at that time.

"Mami knows it."

"Mest Den. Madam memorized the situation here."

"Enak Sir. Don't you eat soup?" Sluurp's. Vim sips the rest of the soup in the bowl.

"Easy Den. We've just been lately."

"Sorry Den I'm interrupting." Mr. Uun was about to stand up.

"It's okay sir. Sit down with me."

Vim touch the phone screen. After seeing the incoming message Vim said, "Vian. Vian is big sir. Mommy sent this picture."

"Where's Den?"

"Mr see."

"Yes Den. A handsome man like his papi."

"It's Vian. Vian...." Vim was moved until tears floated on the surface of his net.

"Den Vim must miss Vian. Let's go home Den. The grimacing photo is funny haha."

"Tomorrow we'll go home, sir. It was late because I was going to the office for a while. Just pack all your clothes."

"Good Den. I brought the plate back. Come back here again."

"Yes. Don't forget to eat first sir."

"Well Den, thank you."

It did not take long for Mr. Uun to come again in Vim's room. Start looking for the suitcase that was brought when it came to the villa and load the clothes into the suitcase.

"Leave one stel for work, sir."

"Good Den."

"Please not infused barrel."

"Yes Den."

Vim lays the body on the bed. Repeating looking at the pictures of Vian and Laras of course.

"I can't wait to see them" Vim said.

"Fastly Den. Non Baras must be waiting for Den Vim."

"My heart is happy if that's true, sir."

"True Den, in my opinion."

"That's my estimation. Who knows Laras has my replacement."

"Eh, don't talk about it Den."

"I'll go quietly and...."

"And what is Den?"

"So many people like." Up here Vim's mind drifted. Guessing how Baras behaved to her.

"Don't think too much. Just berdo'a Den. Non Barrel is good. There's no way to disappoint Den Vim."

"Father knows better" said Vim.

"Haha.has settled Den. Excuse me. Good night Den."

" Yes Sir. Good night to sleep."

Then Vim fell asleep with a scarf made by Laras next to him. Didn't hear a cell phone ringing. He was exploring a dreamland full of mysteries.

The ringing tone of the phone rang again but was not lifted by the owner. That was the call from Laras who that night learned of Vim's whereabouts in the villa from his father-in-law.

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Some staff work at their desks. Joel just came from buying breakfast for Vim.

"Master, breakfast. Please while it's warm" said Joel. Put the luggage on the living table of the room Vim. Then he said, "And this is his return, sir."

"Get Joel some warm tea."

"Good Sir. Ooooopps."

Joel's steps suddenly stopped as he opened the door and Maharani's mother entered the room. The middle-aged woman was shocked not a bitch.

"Oh Joel! Good thing it didn't hit!" Mammy exclaim.

"Ma.sorry me Madam. Don't know if the madam wants to come in." Joel looked down respectfully.

"forgivable. I have a need with Vim."

"Please Madam. Excuse me."

"Mami kok ngabarin. It's like that, it's suddenly coming, you know-tau nongol."

Vim is still a mommy who likes to be smitten when talking.

"Is that also mami should tell you first? Do you want to welcome Mom? What would you give me?" White row of visible Vim teeth. He grimaces.

"At least Vim ready dong buy what it is, make mami."

"It has. My mom is not welcome. Mama just wants you to go home. Come on..When do you want to go home??"

"Open..uuhuk..uuhuk."

"Piiiiiiiss. It's water. Drink it," orders mami.

"Wear the choking anyway Vim."

"Aaaahh." Vim felt relief. Feed her the morning food again.

"Well that's the sign that there's something ngarepin you Vim. Barrels. Yeah That barrel, Vim."

Vim scrunched his forehead. This is strange mom.

"Mommy believes that? Superstition Mih. Vim choked up because of mami's speech."

"So mommy just wanted to ask me that?"

"What are you waiting for? He healed and could walk. Can work again. When do you want to go back home?"

"Vim returns to Vim's house, mami."

"really. Mom didn't tell me to go home." Mami shakes.

"Today Vim's home."

"Achen??"

"Hmm yes."

"Promise not to lie?"

"No mami. I work half a day. All the clothes are packed."

"Goodoo. Meet your wife and child first. Mami's guilty of being equal to Laras because she's covering everything up, Vim."

"Mommy don't feel that way. I want it this way, let me take responsibility."

"This is mom's son! Don't let Laras move another heart and you're sorry."

"No, I'm home this afternoon. I can't wait either."

"Mommy wait a minute. Mommy wants to go home."

"OKe mih. Say hello to papi."

"Yes." Yeah."

Vim kisses mami's cheeks and lets the mami pass away. He continued his work in a few hours.

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At home Laras sits Vian in the baby Walker. The boy was excited to touch the baby Walker equipment that raises the rhythm of music in front of him.

"It's okay, son. Mami pack Vian's clothes first, then we catch up with papi. You miss papi, don't you, baby??"

Vian remained engrossed in suppressing something in front of him. The sound of music also sounded. He did not understand what his mother said.

The barrel came again with Vian's bag in hand. Lifting Vian into a sling.

"Non ready to go?" Ask your newly arrived aunt with your driver. Aunt was invited to follow Laras.

"Eh Aunt. Already Bi. Vian is the same as me."

"How good is it, Non."

"We're leaving, sir."

They don't have to say goodbye to Mom. Mommy was out of the house and Papi left for work since morning.

A tall building stood in front of them. Two tall and large trees decorated his courtyard. The barrel gives the house keys to the driver. The key is given by the papi before leaving for the office. Villa door opened. They also enter.

"Vian is the same as Grandma Bi."

"Let's Non." Auntie welcomed Vian into her arms.

"Den Vim doesn't know yes, Non Laras wants to come? No one is."

"Yes Bi. It turns out that Vim's gone to work."

"Oowalaaa aunty understands. Not a surprise for me."

"That's how Bi."

"Phone only Non."

"I'll call Mr. Uun Bi."

Bibi takes Vian on a walk around the villa. Laras tried to contact Mr. Uun but was not appointed. He decided to walk out for a moment.

Friendly weather makes the heart of Laras comfortable to be outside. Months ago the papi said it would be renovated but Laras did not see the villa change. Probably not done yet.

On the crowded street Vim and Pak Uun are in a car. Almost arrived at the fork in the road when Vim asked Pak Uun to change direction.

"Right turn sir. Vian's savings book was left in the closet drawer. Why forget?"

Vim patted the forehead. Blaming themselves. They should have just slid into the house but returned to the villa to retrieve Vian's savings book.

"Good Den."

Ciiiiiii. Car turning direction. Drive between other vehicles.

" Den. sorry I filled the oil first."

"Yes, sir. Stop right here."

Vim got down from the car and was surprised to see the turnstile open. Someone is coming. Then a surprised aura emanated on his face when he found that Laras' pink car was parked there.

"Clearned!"

And at the same time Laras saw Vim standing by the fence. The barrel was riveted and stunned to see Vim. The net could not be seen staring at Vim from top to bottom. Shindunya.

"Clearned!!" Call Vim.

"Mas!" The barrell ran towards Vim. A second later hugged Vim tightly. Vim hugged Laras. Each is incapable of speech. Expose each other a taste they cannot describe.

"Mas.hiiks."

"Don't cry. No cry. I've healed Laras." Vim doesn't want to let go of his embrace. Swab the back hair repeatedly. Clutching the head Barrel in the chest. Calm the Barrel so as not to be sad. Haru who attacked caused Netra Vim to warm up. How strongly he held back the round of tears remained that clear water was floating in Vim's eyes.

"Don't go again. Don't leave me." Isak Laras's.

"not anymore. Forgive me. Forgive me Baras."

"Mas tega's. And uuhuuu." The barrel again buried the face into Vim's chest.

"Silent. Thank goodness I recovered, baby. Today I want to go home, you are here. But..."

Vim looked at Laras doubtfully. His heart was pounding and there was pain in his heart thinking of a possible answer.

"But what?"

"Is there still a place for me in your heart?"

"Always in my heart. It's not replaceable."

"Really??"

"Yes." Yeah." Vim smiled happily at Laras' reply.

"Thank you dear." Vim tipped the forehead Laras. His heart was so plump that he heard Laras' words. The biggest gift after recovering is still having Laras be his life companion. The two immerse themselves in the moment of meeting.Tak want to be far apart again, do not want to be separated.

"We're in. I miss Vian," take Vim. Tidying of hair Barrels that cover part of the cheeks.

Both enter the villa. The birds out there are happy to welcome their togetherness. Vim embraces Laras with affection.

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Ma'af just got up. I hope I never get bored here.😊

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