
"That's how Harti with us here, means this goodwill is true." Those were the words of Maharani's mother to Laras' mother.
Maharani's mother came with three men who were reared in their family and another from their neighborhood.
"We appreciate Mom's good intentions but let us ask Laras before."
"Could only. May Laras be more pleased to be Vim's wife."
Talks over. Maharani's mother and her entourage returned home. Mom immediately called Laras' father to tell him about the meeting that night. Dad was at his parents' house out of town.
"How Baras. I invited you to sit down together, because you were used to the Empress Mother.
Now you can choose Rony or Vim."
"According to Mother how? Who should I choose?"
"Mom leave it to you. Yesterday I agreed with my advice that you accept the request of Maharani's mother, that you stay in her house. Now I'm not forcing you, baby."
"Rony, Vim." The barrel repeated the name several times.
The barrel itself is not sure which one to choose. Both of them he did not love. Vim is handsome. But the new Laras stage admires only.
"Mom can Baras.."
"Elect Baras. Of course your father is not ashamed of refusing both. Choose one."
How to choose. I only know Vim.
"Mother Maharani's family has been close to us since the beginning of Laras. They have given a lot of help. Actually I feel sorry for you, son, if you're with them do you love them."
Of love? It seems that the word should be ignored just for the sake of the good name of the family. Laras doesn't have any information about Rony. Suddenly, Rony's family proposes. Then the Vim family also came to propose, because Vim did not want Laras married Rony.
Then Vim's words last night rang in Laras' ear. Just choose Vim. Vim doesn't want Laras to be owned by Rony.
"Mom, I agree with you. I chose Vim."
"What Baras? Are you serious, son?"
"Yes mom. I know him better than Rony."
"Oh my son." Mom hugs Laras with haru.
"I'm sorry, son."
"Mom was not wrong. It's the Laras way of life."
"Mother prays for your happiness is always barren."
"Laras Daras Darang Mama."
Mother and child embrace each other with tears. Didn't expect that Laras' soul mate would be that fast.
"Mother's Instinct says Vim's the man in charge and will protect you. You know, when you and Vano-we were kids, Vim always looked after you when you played together. Vim follows wherever you play on the page. If your foot stumbles or is punctured by wood, Vim is always quick to persuade you not to cry. He loves you like his own sister."
Laras was shocked to hear Mom's story. Vim has attention and compassion too apparently.
"Night is getting late. Now go to sleep." Continue Mother.
"So not sleepy yet."
"Just sleep. Sleepy and asleep for a long time."
Laras and Mom walked into their rooms. The door is locked by the barrel and it lays down the body on top of the bed. The concern is dreaming. Imagine being Vim's wife never. If she were to become Vim's wife, what would she do. Take care of all the needs of Vim every day and when a night like this is in one bed with him. Until here Laras closed both his eyes with the palm of his hand. He was ashamed of himself.
"Hi mas."
The barrel gets an idea to look for information from Vim. Maybe Vim wants to give a leak about Tony just a little.
Ten minutes passed and there was no answer.
"Hey. You haven't slept last night?"
"You sleep mas."
"Yes slept there."
"I want to ask you something."
"About? Tomorrow it can."
Chat looks good. Laras wondered why he could surf it chatting with Vim.
"Make analytical material."
"What analysis. Little boy, it's late at night, you better get some sleep."
"Little boy? Yeeey I'm an adult, soon to be somebody's wife."
"Oh yeah? Whose wife?"
"Wife.wife.means I need information to determine a future husband."
"Want to know what?"
"About Rony."
"Is that necessary??"
"Need dong. Tell me who Rony is."
Long Baras waiting for a reply from Vim. Not even Vim typing.
Baras looked at the phone hoping to get a reply.
"You should know that he is the incarnation of man from the land of the wind to his nature like the wind. Sometimes it blows big, sometimes small, and of course it's ready to blow you anywhere. Understood?"
"Of course I don't understand."
Vim sentences are difficult to digest by Laras.
"What you need to know again. I will be a responsible husband and make you happy. Get here understand?"
Face Pouty. The desired answer is not received perfectly.
"I'm sleepy." Reply Barrel.
"Wash your feet and sleep."
"Uuhuh."
"One question, when will the answer be given?"
"Answer? Oh that one yes. As soon as."
"good. I'm waiting for."
"I'm so sleepy."
Long evaporating barrel. It's free to find answers on Vim. He didn't want to mention Rony and his good side.
"Sleep."
"See you tomorrow."
I haven't been very close to him. God, if this is your destiny, give me the full love of him and bring love into my heart.
...~~...
"Mother Laras go first!"
"Break breakfast first, son! This gurame of his flying is ripe. Come here first!"
Baras showed his face in front of Mom.
"Later in the afternoon, ma'am. Bad luck prohibition. I didn't wake Laras."
"You slept soundly Laras. Let's have breakfast first. Sit." Sit."
"Hemm okay but just a little bit. The stomach has not been able to receive much food this early."
"Yes, yes this is while the fish is warm."
"Enak Ma'am."
"Tomorrow teach Laras ya bu fry gurame fly."
"You want to learn?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Mom's happy to hear that. Added rice?"
"Hehehh.no. Barrel eats the rest of the fish."
"When can you give them an answer?"
Barrel thought for a moment.
" To Rony's family, I can give you an answer. Mom and Dad must be smarter how to answer it. I know who Laras chose."
"You're not sorry about that."
Laras' head shook his head.
"The barracks must choose one of the two bu. Barrel select Vim."
"May Vim be best for you."
"Aamiinu. Thanks Mom."
"This is what you brought for Vim."
What the hell is Mom. Not yet have given parcels for prospective ghosts.
"This is what mom but_.."
"Just bring. It's Vim's favorite. When I was a kid when he came here with his mom, he could spend a lot on this cake."
"It's just a sponge."
"Yes bolu but Vim's favorite."
"There's a lot of better cakes out there."
Baras looked at the small balls wrapped in plastic. Two one kilo plastic wrap.
"Entar is thought to be Laras who brought attention to the sponge."
"What is Laras."
"Go away first, ma'am."
"Go away. Be careful."
Morning habits that never boring for Laras to step foot into the house of the Empress Mother. He lived it with joy.
Today is not Vim's schedule
morning raga so Laras does not make breakfast. Vim will eat at ten. That means Vim is in his room right now.
Barrel looking for a jar in the closet. The cake that was brought was put in a jar. While one jar is filled and left on the table Barrel first. When Vim has left the room, Laras will insert the jar into the room Vim.
"Ras step aside a little."
The barrel turned towards the voice. There's Vim there.
"Through it, it's still wide."
"Why is squatting so?"
"Finding the finished cloth."
"Sit down dong."
"It's hard to find the stack."
The barrel is still looking for the fabric that is needed. Vim has already passed to the dining room. Back with a glass of milk in hand. Passing through the Barrel table, Vim saw the jar along with its contents.
He stopped and grabbed the jar.
"I'm asking for this." Vim.
"Take it. It's from Mom to mas."
Vim ate some seeds.
"Take it to my room."
"Bring it all away."
"Aim to my room."
"All right."
It didn't take long for Laras to deliver the jar containing the cake. Baras was afraid that over time waiting for Vim would come out
it's a big sound on Laras. After finishing counting the cloth that had been given plastic and label, Laras sent the cake to Vim's room.
"Mas I'm in."
Put the cake on the table and turn around to get out.
"Come in. Wait don't come out yet."
Dah dig dug heart Laras beats fast.
What Vim wants to do or tell me.
Vim walked closer to Laras.
Baras just kept waiting. Still in the same position standing near the wall. The closer Vim gets, the closer they get. As close as he lay
put both hands against the wall so that the Baras is between the two parallel arms of Vim.
The wrong way of behavior mixed with fear. He had once been in a room with Vim and the fear had resurfaced again this time
"Mas want.a...what?"
The stuttering barrel was approached like that. Their distance is very close.
"You want to."
Barrel closed his eyes holding in fear. Afraid of what Vim will do to her.
"Mas, stay away."
"You're beautiful."
Vim's face has touched Laras's face. Especially Vim's nose. Breath smoldering. Want more from Baras. Vim looked into Laras' eyes, nose and then lips. He'll kiss the lips.
"Mas remember."
"Your line.hhhh.."
Vim threw his face to the right. The shadow of Aurora flashed in the eye pelupuk just now. Disturbing Vim's mood for a moment. Vim's desire for Laras evaporated instantly when it just felt so tempestuous. Like wanting to drown Laras in a sea of love Vim. Inviting Laras to explore the sweetness of love. But that was before Aurora's shadow of her ex-lover infiltrated them.
Vim rubbed his face. Trying to cast away the shadow of Aurora. Finally he took a few steps back from the bar.
"sorry. I'm sorry Laras."
"Drink water."
Vim drank a glass of water that Laras gave.
"Almost forgot myself."
"I always forget myself when I'm around you."
Already nearly three times he intended to touch Baras. All the encouragement that comes from within without being able to withstand. It was only felt when with Laras. Unfortunately, Aurora's shadow has been appearing a lot lately. Damaging the sense of being present.
"Don't forget to leave a trail here.😊"
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