When you kissed me

Twenty-two

Out of curiosity Moli immediately opened a message from Fani. Actually there is a message also from Diki but lazy to read or just see.

His finger clicked on a video about 1 minute long. Moli's eyes were round, the phone was in her grip so tightly. His feelings are again scratched by a perverted video that Lia and Diki do.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Goddamn it!!”

The phone in his hand was thrown down to the first floor. Yoga who was taking drinks in the kitchen immediately ran to find the origin of the loud object's sound.

Yoga was shocked to see a cell phone lying into 3 parts. He looked up, it turned out that Moli was squatting to hide her crying on both knees.

Mbok Ijah who had been shocked also went straight out of his room. “What's Den?”

Yoga did not answer but immediately approached Moli who was now lying on the floor. “Yes Allah brother Moli why else?”

He gave her a big hug to the crying girl. His chest was pounding even more as Moli's cry grew louder.

“Kak Moli why? View Yoga.”

Yoga holds both of those wet cheeks. His eyes were wet looking messy. What's wrong with my angel?

“They are evil Ga, evil! I hate them.”

Moli hit Yoga's chest hard. His heart and feelings this time felt crumpled like they were hit by a hard object. It hurts so much. Yoga holds Moli tighter. Who made this girl cry? It won't just be let go!

“Gue hate them!!”

The crying kept flooding her pretty face. His voice was as dull as losing strength. Are they that bad at Moli?

“Ga.. pain Ga.”.

“Iya yes... Yoga know, Yoga delivery to room yes.”

Yoga carried Moli's limp body towards the room. “Ambilin warm water yes Mbok.” command Yoga on Simbok which from earlier stand beside them. The mbok was just silent not because he did not care but he was already panicked to be confused what to do. Thankfully, there is yoga here. Just imagine if at home there is only Simbok?

“Sit here first.” Yoga puts Moli on a long sofa.

Moli is still so happy. Her tears are beginning to recede. Now only his breath was heard. Yoga was concerned to see the state of Moli, so Yoga did not sincerely release his embrace on the girl. No one would ever dare to hurt her again. This is enough!

“This Is With warm water.” Simbok offers a glass of water that is still warm.

“Drink first, let's make it.”

After drinking Moli again embrace Yoga. It feels comfortable if it is nearby. What's more He's always been in every mood whatsoever. The proof alone is that Yoga is here now when Moli's feelings are being shattered.

“Simbok stay yes Den.”

“Iya Mbok.”

Moli still hid her face in the Yoga deck. The scene in the video that made him cry again on his head. Stupid, why did you ever love her? If this is not jealousy or feeling betrayed, but this heart still hurts. Sick because stupidly still silent and keep trying together to give him an apology and a chance. Pain is not because he loves her too much, not because he still loves her. It's just feeling contemptible to see this body that continues to pretend well even though there is no love.

It is true what Fani said at that time,

“Jealousy is different from the feeling of not receiving”. Yes that is how he feels right now that is happening to him. It is not anger in jealousy but a feeling of inadmissibility because it is silence when hurt.

“Ga.. I want an end, I am not strong.”.

His voice sounded hoarse. Yoga rubbed Moli's fingers that were still shaking because he saw a video that actually Yoga did not know what the video was about.

“We go yuk, I denger denger again there is a night market in alun loh..l” Yoga trying to melt the atmosphere so that Moli can be calm and comfortable again.

“Nmobile.” Moli still holds Yoga tightly.

“So prefer to stay silent because it is not important?”

Moli. Then stand stepping in front of the mirror, combing her messy hair then rubbing her lethargic face, sow the powder then snatch her sling bag on the shelf. Yoga smiled looking at Moli's behavior, then followed her steps behind.

“Well it's dong, spirit!”

Moli throws a smile and turns towards a motorbike perched in her yard. He immediately put on a helmet and wrapped both hands around the waist Yoga is ready to dart with his motorbike. Yoga sighed, there was a hint of relief in his heart at this moment.

“More dates Ga!”

Shouted Moli with both hands on her back against the wind that blew to accompany the night. Only this time it feels free from the burden of life that has been pushing his back to forget his happiness.

It's me! I am not a weak woman. It's me! I am now free!

“Aaaaaaaaaa!!”

His screams firmer then re-entered the body strapping Yoga.

08.20 WIB

The night market is not so crowded. More child visitors are leaving with their families. Maybe because it's not Sunday night. Moli down every available vehicle there, until his steps stopped at a riang lala vehicle.

Yoga smears a smile at Moli's cheerful behavior again. Maybe he's starting to get tired of the problem. Thank goodness, this is the best.

In the ring lala Moli never stop telling about the funny experience he had when riding this vehicle. Until Yoga got confused to reply to his words. Sometimes Yoga prefers to focus on looking at the beautiful face of Moli who is cheerful again.

Almost ten minutes they're in the cabin and Moli's been more cheerful. Of course, all because Yoga managed to cheer him up.

“Log it yuk.” Yoga pointed at a ride with a dracula head at its entrance. It seems that no one has dared to get into the horror vehicle.

“Come..”

“But Ga.”

They finally reached the entrance. From the outside, the room looks dark. There were only a few yellow light bulbs that lit up. They stepped in, Moli gripped tightly onto Yoga's arm. Looks like Moli's scared.

Yoga chuckles. “Fear anyway?” ledek Yoga's.

“Who said? No. of course.” Moli let go of her grasp and walked first in front of Yoga.

When it entered the further passageway, it seemed like something was hiding behind the black curtain. It is white with long hair.

“hiii hiiii kikikiki..hooaa.”.

Hearing that voice Moli immediately turned around until she hit something. Something solid in the middle and something warm at the top. Moli opened her eyes slowly. His thin lips were now in contact with the lips of a man who had just walked behind him. “Yoga, yes this is Yoga.”

Their eyes clashed with each other. Both hands of Yoga coiled around Moli's waist which reflex in surprise. The lips were still touching, lasting a few seconds. Until both of them wake up and rewind each other's steps.

“Sorry accidentally I.” said Moli hid her shame. Fortunately, the room was dark, if light could be embarrassed because his cheeks were flushed like boiled crabs.

“Ngak papa.”

This is the second time they kiss. Although it is not actually a real kiss and only unintentional, but the incident can make each heart beat faster. “Salting is me."

Moli bit her lower lip. His feelings were so turbulent, like something was grabbing into his heart. Not a pain, but a feeling that is difficult to explain. And it feels a little flowering or whatever that's the term. Moli shuddered and sauntered to the arummanis seller to avoid Yoga for a while because of his breath that he could not control.

“Sial! Shame of me.” grumbled Moli when she was away from Yoga.

While Yoga was still stunned staring blankly at the pirate ship rides. Not unwilling to talk, Yoga tried to calm so that his body did not jump because of excitement.

That short kiss continued to grow her feelings for Moli. And Yoga hopes Moli feels the same way as herself. He hopes that there will be a chance for him to have the girl.

“Mau Ga.” Moli offered a pack of arumanis

“Ngak ah, too sweet rich you.” Yoga chuckled and was directly hit back by Moli on the arm.

In the long chair in front of the martabak seller they sat unwinded because they had circled the market area that night. Yoga sitting with an eye toward a child who is whining for a toy. He smiled, while Moli was silent and fascinated with that smile. Why did He realize only now that this man was so much more handsome than the traitor?

Yoga turned to Moli who was looking at him with a smile. “Ganteng yes me? See it until it's so bengong?”

Damnit damnit! Caught right? Moli immediately bellowed as Yoga reprimanded her daydream. Shame again, right? “Still Yes Ga.”

“Create?”

“All you sell to me, you always there fitting I need.”

The smile on Yoga's lips expanded, the speech was like a compliment that led him to drift into the clouds. Lebay! This is a moment he will never forget. The first girl to break the heart of her heart, she will always protect.

“Please ya Ga, tomorrow I go home to school I'm picked up ya."

“OK!”

After Moli entered the house, Yoga immediately turned his motorbike then drove away from home he realized. Actually until now he is still suspicious of a video that makes Moli scream hysterically. He'll find out tomorrow, or maybe tonight if need be.

Don't blame me if the girl's with me, you're creating a problem yourself. Be aware!

The lights of the whole room are out. The whole house may have fallen asleep as well as Diki. Yoga took a breath trying to calm his heart which was still holding anger. Fortunately, after returning from Moli's house, he had not seen Diki's face. If only Diki was still awake, it might have been a continuous quarrel yesterday will change the episode tonight.

Arriving in the Yoga room does not immediately close the eyes. He prefers to sit in a chair facing out the window. At this time the clock has shown at 23:00 but the eyes of the eagle still prefer awake rather than having to carve a dream in his sleep. Sometimes reality is beautiful.

Yoga stared at her posel screen, her thumb typing a piece of writing.

Moli

Have a good night, my bidadar.

Read.

Is this what it feels like to fall in love? Rela was hurt just because he wanted to protect his beloved. Yoga rubbed the blue wound beside her lips. This wound is the result because it is not willing if the angel who may now have fallen asleep is hurt. Then in the end will this body win his heart? No one knows.

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