When Love Is Present

When Love Is Present
Chapters 15. Heartspouring.



A month left for Laras to enjoy his bachelor even though the single period belongs to Laras is relatively mediocre without a variety of colors. After a month, Laras became the wife of Vim Devian Rahasya.


Yesterday Vim approved Baras' request for a pilgrimage to Vano's tomb. Vim will deliver. Laras wants to visit the tomb before he starts a new step with Vim.


The tomb..


The barrel stared and held Vano's tombstone. Vim stood behind the barrel. His eyes are protected by Ray-Ban's glasses.


I'm gonna start something new without you. Let me step. Be happy in nature.


The barrel is strong enough not to shed tears. He has let go of Vano and does not want Vano to be sad if he sees Laras crying.


The flower that was brought was sown on Vano's tomb. Somehow Laras could completely forget Vano. Every day he was around people who loved Vano and the environment where Vano grew up.


Vim stood up and patiently accompanied. He fixed the location of his glasses.


Van I don't know if he loves me or not. What I felt he never


forgetting you. Van let me make her happy. Let me make her happy than anyone else.


"Have you?" Vim asked reassured himself.


"Already mas. Let's go home."


How much love you made Vano. Is there a gap in your heart?


Vim leads Laras. Accepted by Baras without refusal. The barrel felt safe holding his hand by Vim as if gaining strength there. Both got in the car.


"Bas you still love him?"


Question Vim without further ado. The barrel slightly jerked. Reluctant to answer Vim's questions to keep Vim feeling. Car driving on the highway. Laras remains silent a thousand languages.


Ciiiiiiittt


Vim pulled the car over to the curb after fifteen minutes of walking. Vim braked suddenly so Laras was surprised.


"I wouldn't have run the car if you'd been quiet. Answer honestly."


Baras is hesitant even though Vim is a little threatening.


"Mas."


Laras ventured to look at Vim's eyeballs.


"I almost put love for her on the edge. That means he's not special anymore. Because I'm going to marry you. I'm focused on you." Honest speech Baras.


"What I'm asking is that you still love her?"


"I have to answer? Well, if that's what you want. I don't love her anymore."


"You lied."


"You're forcing me to say yes like this. Slowly I began to erase my memories with Vano." The sound of the barrel is weakening.


Laras will never know how much Vim has been interested in him for a long time. Likes Baras just like Vano. Only Vim is smart to save his feelings and always give space and time for Vano closer to Laras. Vim is just a guard of the heart. The guard of his sister's heart though his own heart cried out seeing their familiarity.


Now the opportunity has opened up for Vim to have Baras. Others will not be given the slightest chance to take Laras' heart. Quite his sister Vano. That too.


For the current Laras Vim is being taken into account. During this time in the eyes of Laras, Vim is no more like a brother who often protects Baras. Baras admitted that Vim's attention was greater to him even though sometimes Vim spoke loudly to Laras but lately a little softened.


"Mas doubted me. Why choose me?" Ask Laras.


"Wheel. I want to make sure."


"So what do you think?"


"One time you loved me wholeheartedly."


Honesty from a very deep and hopeful heart.


The barrel felt the shakes in that voice.


"Do'll me mas."


"You can't be trapped in the shadow of the past. I'm not gonna let that. Vano will be happy there seeing you happy."


"What about you? With Aurora?"


Vim sighed and glanced at Laras from the tail of his eyes.


"You know what it looks like."


"I found the pot in the closet drawer that day."


"That picture I never took care of


right again. Ever since he left I left him in the drawer. That's what I avoid cleaning my own drawers, I don't want to find anything about him."


"You can say that but the truth?"


"You I'm sure I can forget him Laras. Help me out."


"Help me too." Reply Barrel.


Vim nodded in response.


"That's it. We're home." Bring Vim.


They arrived home again. This time it was greeted by the crisp voice of a woman. He is Fani, Vim's friend.


"The Vim. Oh My God you're different now. How's Vim doing?"


Fani walked over to Vim. Absolutely did not greet Laras even though they had met before.


"Hi Fani's. How are. When did you come here huh?"


"I'm good. I've been here a long time, you know. You're too busy to pick up my phone." Fani put on a sulking face.


"Sorry, that means your number."


"Wheel. Meet this Fani."


Vim calls Laras who walks to his desk. Laras stopped and looked.


"We've already met you."


"Come to the Barrel."


Actually Laras wanted to go home because it was late afternoon. More reluctant to be between the two.


"Sit next to me."


Baras obeyed Vim's wishes. Little forced. He annoys Vim and Fani.


"You know, fan, we're getting married soon."


"What?? Really Vim?"


"really. He's my choice."


Vim embraces Laras' shoulder with pride. Laras felt uncomfortable. Fani smiled forcedly. The charges lately are right. It turns out that he lost quickly in front of Vim even though all this time he hoped to reach Vim's heart. All this time he was abroad. Never thought of Vim's choice. This friend is not interested in women. He was too disappointed with Aurora, but now Vim changed.


"When did you inaugurate it?"


"One more month."


"Dear I'm home first." Bisik Laras.


Vim's heart is blossoming. Look at what Laras did. Barrel gaped in Vim's arm. He called Vim affectionately. This makes Fani's heart burn jealous.


"Wait for me to take you. Soon it will be dark. I don't want weird creatures to kidnap you."


"alright. I also say Vim."


Fani keeps up the conversation. Grab his bag and stand up.


"Oh okay. Be careful, Fan."


"Titip my regards to Mami ya Vim."


"Let me tell you."


Fani was disappointed again because Vim did not drive him to the car as usual if Fani played there. Vim always drives her outside the house. This time no, Vim remained where he stood.


"It's so pretty, Fani."


Replace Laras get ready to go home. He took the key to his motorcycle in the bag.


"From childhood it's so cute. You're beautiful too. It's even prettier." Vim added.


"New conscious mas? I was beautiful long ago." Said Laras a little jokingly.


"Of course not. I knew you had a persona. Unfortunately, you never understood my attention. Not realizing my interest."


"Oh yeah? Mas never expressed feelings to me and where I believe because of his girlfriend Aurora."


"Haha. We've been playing with Laras since childhood. I've liked you since I was a kid. Strangely enough it just keeps on."


Until here Vim felt plong could tell honestly about his feelings.


"We should talk again? I haven't cleaned myself up yet."


The face of Laras turned sullen. Vim who watched instantly caught Baras' wrist. Take him to the motor park.


"I'm taking the delivery but using the motor because it's close."


"Yes, I'm going home by myself then. It's just close, it's the same as me carrying a motorbike."


"No way. Ride on."


The barrel immediately sat behind Vim. Want to get Vim delivered soon


"Hulp dong." Pinta Vim is a little teasing.


"No ahh.shame!"


"Yes already. The motor cannot run."


"What the fuck is mas. Shame to see people."


"We'll just keep this up until morning."


"Pass dong."


"Where dear, hahaha..."


"Mas!" The barrel hit Vim's back spoiled.


"You can choose to sleep here or I'll take you home but embrace my waist."


What kind of choice is that. Still good double choice.


"I'm just walking."


Half sulking Baras down from the splotch. Vim who knew about it got off the bike immediately. It's blocking Laras.


"OK baby. I relented. I'll take ya."


Laras nodded. He was happy to make Vim soften.


The iceberg melted a little. Just a little because Vim is usually moody. Today is friendly, tomorrow he could be fierce and decisive.


"I got here, Ras. There's still something I need to prepare for my assignment tomorrow"


Vim just delivered to the front door. That alone was enough for Laras. Vim attention once today.