CONFESSION STONED
10. Dinner Plate

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Sejah can only look at the face of Bara who looks frustrated wrapped the jacket to his body. For a moment he thought Bara would push him against the wall to do something that seemed to be just in his imagination.

There's no way Bara's like that he thought. Sejah brushed aside a glimmer of romantic thought about the man in his mind. Bara had already disturbed him. The attention of the man who was wrapped up in the word research and sources made him have to be careful.

He was just a source for Bara.

The colonized then walked to the corner of the room to open the closet and look for a t-shirt. With the closet door leaf that splashed open, Sejah released the jacket that had been wrapped around Bara on his body.

Though it was his room, but he instead had to maintain his attitude in front of his guests. Shouldn't the guest who's asking for this meal be the one who keeps his attitude?

After flipping through a little of the clothes arranged in his closet, Sejah did not find a t-shirt. He then pulled a rugged knit cardigan that he often used to just go to the bathroom as a shoulder cover.

After wearing the cardigan, Sejah closed the closet door and dumped the jacket back on the owner who had been lying against the wall on his back.

"If you want to sleep, go home. I also want to rest," said Dijah standing looking at Bara who closed his eyes hugging the bolster.

"I'm Laper Jah," murmured Bara.

"Yes home. Ask to eat at your house there."

"Can't be stingy!" Bara then turned around still hugging a bolster staring at Dijah who was standing crossed arms in his chest.

"I'm not stingy, there's only white rice with eggs. Malem, the shop is closed. I don't have instant noodles, I haven't been shopping." Seated sitting leaning against the wall of his room. I don't know what this guy thinks. If he just wants to eat, he can easily go home.

"Egg rice is okay, I want it."

It feels like Dijah never feel ashamed of others, including the opposite sex who has been approaching him. He is not ashamed if he has to go out of the house with a small perforated shirt or thin shoes whose soles have been sewn and glued dozens of times.

But Bara made him rattled many times. The view of the man who often looked at him carefully made the Sejah must often be tickled.

"It's okay, I want to. Jah's spit, laper." Bara got up from his bed and went down cross-legged on the floor. Still with a pair of her socks Bara waited for the Sjah to get up and take one of the two plates that were on the plastic table.

The colonized dredge all the rice out of its place and put it onto the plate. An egg that a while ago just fried it was actually his dinner ration. But Bara came for food, and this afternoon the man had bought his son some shoes.

Nothing tonight he did not eat, slept last night without a plate of rice does not necessarily make him starve to death.

The colonized put a plate of warm rice on top of which lay a sheet of omelet and a little fried onion in front of Bara.

"Tablespoon of Jah," Bara looked at his rice enthusiastically. Colored handed over a spoon that was directly struck by Bara.

"Otherwise?" tanya Sejah with a little annoyance.

"The white water," replied the heartless Bara without turning his head.

Sejah put a full glass of water then sat next to Bara who was lifting the plate with his left hand and ate his rice.

"Oh yeah, did you eat?" ask Bara suddenly.

"Eh?" Sejah who was observing the way Bara ate a little jolted when Bara suddenly turned to him.

"Have you eaten?" resetting Bara.

"Udah," replied Sejah quickly.

"Definitely not yet," cut Bara. "I'm taking jah Jah?" ask Bara.

"You know what it is, cepet abisin. I'm going to sleep!" sergeant Sejah then sat on his back to the bed. Side by side with Bara who does not seem to think that he is a woman.

"I'm bribing you want Jah? Let it be romantic," said Bara.

Romantic says Bara. The first day might look very romantic. Eat a plate of both. If it's been a week, you'll miss having your own plate. Little laugh.

"Kok laugh?" ask Bara.

"Romantis is eating a plate of both but you know there's a lot of rice in the penanak." He returned laughing. Bara looked at the face of the woman he had just seen laughing.

Bara was considering kissing Dijah. The woman was returning her gaze, this should be the right time Bara thought.

He was curious about the Colonies. Colored sweet. In addition to the rudeness of her speech, she said Dijah was a good and responsible woman.

Bara slowly put down her plate and shifted her seat slightly closer.

"The seat is no more Jah?" The silly question suddenly came out of his mouth. It's obvious that plastic reot chair he destroyed it yesterday. Bara saw Dijah replace it with two crates of bottled drinks stacked to form a small table.

"Udah I threw it away, I asked it to the stall." Sejah pointed at the pile of crates.

"Jah," call Bara.

"Hmmm-" Colored is really sleepy. He realized that Bara was leaning his body. He wondered why he did not refuse or keep his body away. In fact, his body was glued to the floor. Silence waiting for what will be done next.

Then Sejah felt Bara's hand move to the back of his neck and the man began to put their lips together. Sejah wails. Want to push Bara's body which means gray and unclear to him.

But the Colonized are just ordinary humans. He never felt his lips so softly wiped with a man's lips. Sejah closed his eyes and followed the movement of the lips of Bara who was like guiding him.

Cold, thought Colored. The white water that Bara had just gulped down earlier made the man's lips cold and fresh. The sleepy stilted closed his eyes. He began to drift with the warmth that ran his body to the tips of his fingers.

The embers were also washed away as if they had forgotten where they were. The kiss is getting worse. He pressed his body until the woman's head looked up because of the louder kiss.

Bara's breath began to quickly hunt, he was getting bolder because it turned out that Dijah did not refuse him. When his right hand was busy holding Dijah's neck, his left hand had already moved to the woman's stomach. Bara also felt that his hand was already gripping his front shirt.

Seized feel flying hovering. This was the kiss that Sejah actually thought, just this time feeling a lip touch his lips with a small kiss many times then long-tail until it almost made him lose his breath.

Bara must have been harassing his status, he thought. Bara must have considered it cheap and can really be bought with 50 thousand. Bara would just want to treat him like this.

Bara... Sejah Head feels dizzy, his heart thump is not relaxed. The caress of Bara's hand running through her stomach made Dijah want to push the man. Or does he want to get Bara to get on his bed?

The coals squeezed the stomach flat, then moved upward to the limit of the woman's ribs. His hand had just moved upward and began to gently squeeze the woman's chest.

"Mmmm.." murmured indistinctly escaping from Seized lips as he felt that Bara's hand was already on his chest.

Suddenly,

BRAKKK!!

The door to his room is open. Tini stood in front of the door of the room staring at Bara and Sejah who were conscious like being electrocuted. They looked at the door.

"Sorry! I don't mean to disturb. Just wanted to tell the Colonized. After tomorrow morning, come to the cigarette company's office. There is still SPG. Although not fixed but good. Don't forget about Jah! The day after tomorrow. Depart with me alone," said Tini relaxed as if he saw nothing. When he wanted to turn away, Tini turned to Bara.

"Hand continues Mas! Been smitten for a long time no one's stretched." Tini broke down and then left.

"God.." murmured Bara looking at his left hand.

Bara who realized his hand was still on the chest Seized spontaneously blushed. Basic girl geblek thought, open the door to someone else's room do not use tap-tap first.

Colored wrong behavior corrects the location of the cardigans are slightly exposed because of the wild actions of Bara's hands. It seemed like the man had indeed from the beginning targeted that part of the body of the Sejah who was indeed teasing it.

"Ehem." Bara. The colonized raised the former Bara dinner plate and put it away into a corner.

"SPGS? SPG cigarettes mean Jah?" ask Bara in the end to break their awkwardness.

"Yes, Tini said her salary was good. I'm gonna try."

"The work of the mallem is also Jah," Bara said.

"Yes, I know." He answered Bara without seeing the man.

Bara then got up to snatch his jacket. He felt he had to leave the place immediately. The rest of his body would definitely bring trouble if he were to stay there for too long. I felt his blood boiling.

Holding both cheeks that suddenly felt hot, Bara said goodbye to Dijah. It was almost midnight when Dijah took it off at the door.

Sejah stared at Bara's back away, then he quickly closed the door of his room. He put his body behind the door.

He then touched the chest where his heart was beating so hard. He rubbed his chest many times. He asked for his heart to calm down a bit because the man who gave the speech was no longer there.

The To Be Continued.....