You Are My Life (You are My Life)

The Strange

Getting out of the car, Hasna immediately helped her sister walk down the small alleyway to her rented house. Two handsome men still followed him from behind.

Arriving at the door of the house, Hasna immediately unlocked the door of his house. They enter Hasna's house, Bima and Ryan sit in a wooden chair in the middle room. Hasna took her sister into the room. Let Hisham rest.

Out of the room, Hasna immediately passed to the kitchen to make the guest drink. Although a little awkward with this situation, two men who love him and also in love are sitting side by side in the living room of this house.

Hasna kept two glasses of warm tea on the front desk of the two men. Then he sat on a plastic carpet. Hasna was confused as to how to deal with these two men.

"Emmm. Gentlemen, don't you have a job. Already from earlier Tu-tuan is with us" Hasna said a little scared, but she also couldn't possibly have to continue dealing with the two men.

Bima looked at him so sharply "You threw me out Huh? Dare You!"

Hasna shook her head quickly "Bu-not so Master, I just feel bad because Master is in my humble home"

Because I know that you're not used to being in a house this simple.

"Why don't you tell him to leave anyway, why don't you go to work?" Ask Bima to Ryan

"Emmm. I'm not working" Ryan said, he had already left for his office. However, he returned home in time to pick up Hisham from the hospital after being told by Hasna last night. Not too much work for today.

Bima nodded with a faint smile. He stood up and walked out of the house without a word. Hasna and Ryan thought that Bima wanted to leave because she could not stand being in a simple house like this.

However, before long Bima went back into the house to make Hasna and Ryan look at each other in confusion.

Bima unbuttoned her suit and sat back down on the chair she was sitting in. Sitting quietly with a cold and flat face, like waiting for something.

Drett...Drett

The vibration of Ryan's phone from his suit pocket instantly made the man reach into his suit pocket and pick up the phone. Listen to the caller talking over there.

"Okay, I'll be there soon"

Ryan switched off his phone and put his phone back in his pocket. Ryan stood up from his seat.

"Na, I have to go to the office again. You're fine at home" Ryan said

Hasna follow standing "Yes Kak, be careful huh. Thanks for picking us up"

Ryan nodded with a smile "No problem. Yasudah, I say yes. Assalamualaikum"

"Korasoallam"

Hasna escorted Ryan to the front porch. After Ryan left, Hasna went back in and she accidentally heard Bima's conversation on the phone.

"Hm. You've done your job well. I'll transfer the bonus"

Bima turned off the phone and put her phone back in her suit pocket. He was aghast in shock when he saw Hasna already standing beside the wooden chair she was sitting on.

Hasna looked down and went into the kitchen. He knew what Bima said on the phone just now. A Bima can do anything, including getting Ryan out of his house without him having to throw him out.

Bima followed Hasna into the kitchen, the girl was seen chopping vegetables. Hasna was still unaware of Bima's presence there. He cut the vegetables with blank eyes. The look of fragility from the gaze of those eyes made Bima feel tight in her chest.

"www"

Hasna shouted as her finger was accidentally hit by a knife. Bima immediately approached the girl and pulled her hand. He's his*ap Hasna's index finger to get her blood to stop coming out immediately.

Bima looked at Hasna sharply, she had removed the girl's finger from her mouth. But his hand was still held.

"Can't be more careful anymore, this is not the first time your hand has been injured like this" Bima said

Hasna was silent with a confused face. He looked into the eyes of the man in front of him, the look in his eyes showing anxiety and worry.

He remembered my finger was injured while he was in his apartment at the time.

Hasna was wide-eyed when Bima suddenly kissed her hands and fingers. So soft and loving.

Degs.. Degs..

His heart had been beating fast, Bima who was cold and just standing still had made his heart pound. Especially with Bima who is now peeling his fingers.

"Tu-tuan" said Hasna as she slowly pulled her hand from Bima's grasp.

Bima looked at him, not liking what Hasna was doing. However, he could not yet say his dislike as their relationship status was still unclear.

Hasna turned her reddened face "Emm. You better go home, thanks for taking us"

Bima looked at her girl with a faint smile. Hasna looks nervous with a reddened face, really looks so adorable in the eyes of Bima.

Damnit.. He really drove me crazy.

"You forgot I didn't come here with a car. And I have to wait for my man to pick me up" Bima said casually

Hasna fell silent, she remembered about it. But Bima can't just take a taxi. Hasna did not understand the thought of the man.

"Emmm. W-why do I order a taxi online only" Hasna bargained with a little fear

Bima looked at him casually "I don't want to take a taxi, anyways it's almost lunch time. Don't you have any intention of serving me lunch"

Hasna sighed softly "Alright, Tu-tuan can wait inside. I'm going to cook for lunch"

Bima smiled, she picked up the plastic chair that was near the small dish cabinet. He sat there, watching his girl cooking.

Hasna was just trying to focus on her cooking. Although he felt uncomfortable when he was noticed by men he admired also always scared him.

"That's good cooking yes, let me feel more comfortable living here" said Bima relaxed, really without feeling guilty if what he said had made the girl almost spill the cooking that had just been cooked and lifted onto the plate.

She's why is this? Why is it so weird is his attitude.

Seriate

Author: Pepet continues Bim. Don't love saggy 🤣

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