You Steal Mine, Yours I Steal (BL)

Room Kos

(In this chapter there are scenes of abuse that can trigger discomfort for the reader. Recommended policy in reading.)

In the afternoon Indra said that Surya would work in the cafe until night. The teenager was sitting relaxed while playing games in his room on the left wing after a circular staircase.

If Indra remembers what happened yesterday, he feels very ashamed. All this time he rarely got sick especially to the point of not being like that. Fortunately at the cafe everything went as usual and nothing special, until Pak Hendi said something.

"From tomorrow there will be new employees working here. So please help teach him, yeah."

Indra nodded, "Yes, sir."

He was happy to have another employee because honestly when he worked the night shift alone, Indra was quite overwhelmed. Fortunately, buyers were willing to understand and willing to wait. Although the beginning is usually a bit complicated because in addition to doing the tasks of his part Indra also has to supervise or teach, but if it is used to doing the job well then the next will be easy.

By the time his shift ended that night it was already nearly half eleven. Indra felt that her body was already very weak. Fortunately the distance between the cafe and the cost is close. When he was about to start the engine, someone walked over.

"I thought you were home." Indra does not like Gaska's shirt still looks neat even though it was last night because if they are close together like this he looks shabby.

"It's just coming home" replied Indra. "I went back to the cost first, want to tidy up the goods."

"Turn my schedule blank, I can help you move. Take a car to fit a lot."

"I don't want to bother you" Indra gave Gaska a chance to step down.

"Not difficult. I set it all up." Indra had no idea what reason Gaska had urged her to continue like this.

Honestly Indra wanted to take some distance to calm her mind. But more than that at the moment he wants to go to bed as soon as possible and argues it will only delay his bedtime. In the heart of Indra is grateful to have placed the night worship at the cafe earlier.

Sitting on his motorbike gave Indra a new experience. During this time he was the one who often hugged Mom or drove alone but sat in the back was nice too. There was a strong-bodied person in front of him who endured the cold of the night wind and became a shield if there was anything ahead.

When he has a girlfriend later, Indra will be a reliable figure and become a place to lean, share. Not only in hard times but also when happy.

For a moment they were already in front of the gate of the two-story house. Gaska swiftly opened the path followed by Indra.

Inside, Indra ensures the kitchen is clean and safe. As per his request earlier this afternoon, Surya put the inedible soto into the refrigerator. In the dishwasher there is no tableware. When Indra checked the trash can, it was empty as well. If so clean why need ART, ask Indra in the heart.

Gaska who had closed the door and checked the other door and window was now sitting on one of the chairs.

"Tomorrow breakfast first here new to your boarding house. Don't be in a hurry, okay?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"If you have, you can stay. The lights let me turn them off."

"Then I go up first," Indra went straight to the room for him. Had thought to take a bath but did not so that the fever did not recur. To replace him there is no other clothes, unless the ones he dried were dry.

For the first time Indra had time to digest the events of the past few days. In his heart he did not like Gaska's attitude which always ensured Indra's approval before acting because he so there was no gap to provoke the young man's emotions in front of him. Moreover, Indra rarely finds people who do good without a specific purpose.

Does Gaska actually know who he is or at least knows about him from a father Indra has never met. Is their family happy. Is Indra's father still alive. If so, where it is now and how it is.

Indra knew that every prayer would turn to the petitioner, so he wanted to always pray well and let go of the grudge in his heart. But he also wants his father and his father's family to suffer so that Indra can feel satisfied.

Although his thoughts and feelings were crowded, Indra slept very well that night. Even if his cell phone alarm did not go off he would have missed time to worship just before sunrise and managed to wake up in a fit state.

Maybe because the mattress here is soft, thought Indra.

After bathing, Indra immediately prepared breakfast, warmed up the soto, cooked rice and fried eggs. The ingredients are, in addition to staying a little, mostly instant and fast food.

Do they not like vegetables or because they cannot cook vegetables? Besides the two of them, there was no one else.

"Ugh, soto again... Mas Indra, I want a fried sausage," Surya whose hair appears still disheveled.

"If you want sausage, fry yourself there. After this I'm the same Indra wants to kos'nya, nemeses."

While the two brothers were fighting with their mouths early in the morning, Indra stole a glance at the surface that was slim in the kitchen. Her hair was now a bit long and her time was cut. Although the ancient style is better cut short than if left to extend.

In the past when he was in high school and his curiosity was high, he also had tried to share his style but all ended in tragedy. He no longer wants to be the laughingstock of people wherever he goes.

"Take the meat, let it not lemes," Gaska took the meat in the pot a lot and put it on Indra's plate.

"Already, if most will not run out," Indra worried when there are more side dishes than rice on the plate.

"Spend it, Mas Indra, let the bottle run out. Later at noon change the menu mumpung I have not become yellow," Surya stared emotionally at the saucepan soto.

"Everyone orders soto a lot" Gaska chimed in.

"Eventually I do not know what Mas Indra likes," Surya back pouted towards his brother.

"And you can ask first" Gaska replied in an attitude as if saying 'grandfather'.

After making breakfast, Indra and Gaska took off in an SUV. Not until a quarter of an hour they have arrived even though they are a bit difficult to park. When opening the room lock, there was a stuffy smell so that Indra opened the windows and doors wide and turned on the fan.

Because it has not been a month to move to kosan, some Indra goods are still stored neatly. Cardboard for packing neatly folded in the corner pulled so they can act immediately.

"There's duct tape?" Ask Gaska.

Indra picked up the thing in question before she started folding her clothes and stacking them together. One by one the items were picked up and collected according to their category including portable plastic cabinets that the rafts removed. Soon the room looks empty.

"The same suit of closet from kos or yours too?"

"From kos. I'll find the owner first, I'll say goodbye."

Gaska sat in his potluck while drinking the mineral water he had brought earlier. Only basic needs are available in the boarding house where Indra lives. No embellishments, no jars containing any snacks or snacks, only three sets of clothes, sarongs....

Gaska's mind suddenly stopped. He looked again at the pile of clothes. Then he prank open the bathroom door, on the wall there is only toiletries and towels. Skin care products are just facial soap and one shaver.

Gaska rubbed his forehead and cheeks to calm down. Why should he be agitated because of such trivial problems. But he also knew that in fact it could not be spelled out trivial for him. It is a life like what Indra lived to the extent... Gaska again stopped the direction of his increasingly unreasonable thoughts.

Restless, the blue-shirted young man stood up while rubbing his arms and trying to find something else that caught his attention. Gaska's efforts were unsuccessful when again his eyes were fixed on a pile of clothes that were ready to be put in cardboard. To make matters worse, Gaska decided he better get out before his senses were gone when Indra opened the door after saying goodbye.

Indra who had just left for a while, was shocked to see Gaska who looked extremely agitated and shaken. What would make that young man act strange. Was there a cockroach in his room after two days?

Unfinished Indra thought, Gaska pushed his body against the wall and held it there.

"Hey, Indra, don't tell me you only have one" his close face made Gaska look intimidating.

"What is..." The still confused Indra had no idea what Gaska meant when the young man let out a long sigh right next to his ear. The strange experience made his hair stand up and his heart beat.

Indra's confusion dissolved as she felt Gaska begin to palpate her waist. Indra who felt attacked tried to escape but Gaska's power was much stronger and it made him panic even more.

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author: sorry I was forced to cut to remain eligible noveltoon (forbidden immoral scenes) 🤭

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