CONFESSION STONED
86. Plan Range

Colored still standing in front of the fence. Mbok Jum was still crying hugging his body.

“Mbok how can it be here? Since when?” tanya Sejah's.

“Come in first, Bara already in dalem. She definitely needs to name me.” Mbok Jum pulled out his hand to follow in his footsteps.

When stepping his feet into the living room, the house was like a newly filled. The furniture looks new and the smell of paint is still smelling.

“Whose house is Mbok?” ask Colored again. He hopes to find the real answer.

“Kata Bara your home,” sahut Mbok Jum. Colored grimacing. Same thing turned out the answer.

“Mbok how long has it been here? How can? Who brought it here? Where was Mbok all this time?” Mbok Jum did not answer any of those questions. His hands continued to hold Dijah towards the sofa of the gray L-shaped family room.

“I'm here for almost two weeks. Bara takes care of the letters stating I am a member of his family so I can get out of the shelter. Avoiding human trafficking, he said. I had to go back and forth twice to Social Services. Bara deft. Maybe because the profession is also yes ...” Mbok Jum took a bag containing Dul's clothes from the hand of the Sejah.

“Kok can yes? He never said ..” muttered Colored.

“Saying that time you again rest, can not be disturbed. Every time he comes, I persuade him to bring you here. But he asked me to wait. Because he is waiting too. Bara it—”

There was the sound of the door closing and Mbok Jum clenched his mouth.

“Mbok cook?” ask Bara. “Dijah hasn't eaten,” he continued later.

“Masak—masak... You haven't eaten yet? It is middle malem. Come on back, I'll cook. Since here I always cook.” Mbok Jum now looks like a host. His appearance is very different. His face looked fresher and his eyes sparkled enthusiastically as he spoke.

“Let's eat,” said Bara spread her left hand to invite Dijah to stand. “From noon there hasn't been anything to eat. You will be sick.” Bara embraces the shoulder of Sejah who is still trying to piece together a story piece in his head.

“Which knife Mbok?” ask Bara.

“In the usual place, I did not movein.” Mbok Jum put the plate in front of the Sejah. “Nak Bara come eat?” ask Mbok Jum.

“I'm not, I'm still full. Colonized. I want to peel the fruit,” Bara said to the refrigerator and took out two apples. The man picked up a plate and sat on a high bench in the kitchen bar. His head lowered the skin of the apple diligently.

He felt like a guest. Bara was very flexible with a face as if he and Mbok had known for a long time. And Mbok Jum also seems to have mastered the condition of the house very well.

Seized many times stealing glances staring at Bara who was sitting next to him. Mbok Jum had to push the plate until it touched his hand to resuscitate the woman.

“Eat first, later stared again.” Mbok Jum whispered so Bara wouldn't listen. A moment later Bara rose up with a plate containing pieces of apples.

“Abicin its rice, this food truss yes ... Abisin too. I'm going to the front room to check something.” Bara gently massaged Dijah's shoulder before turning to Mbok Jum.

“His furniture is already a masang today, right?” ask Bara.

“Udah, I saw it was all ready. But Son Bara check again, who knows there are less suitable. He said he was asked to call immediately. The receipt and the business card I put in the table drawer where the keys.” Mbok Jum pointed at a long table attached to the wall in the living room.

“Ohhh .. okay. I'll see first. Makasi ya Mbok,” Bara. He then left the kitchen to the main bedroom located at the front.

“Clearly to me a little. I don't understand anything. How can I get here?” tanya Sejah slightly lowered her head and lowered her voice.

“I'm picked up. First I visited Bara. He found me Jah ... He said he'd been around all the Dinsos getting info. My son no one wants me. But your boyfriend found me. He said he should take me, let you come back like you did first. He took me out to eat, to talk. At that time, Bara looked confused. Then he takes care of the papers, bring me here. The second time I had business to Dinsos, he took his father to pick me up.” Mnok Jum started crying again.

“So whose home is Mbok?” tanya Sejah. He was very curious. The rice on the plate was half left.

“I didn't hear directly from Bara. But from the handyman who fired this house. A week ago they came across the rest of the equipment. Keep a person leaping from here to the house of Heru. There are still some wholesale. So I asked you guys. It turns out that Heru is Bara's cousin. His house is not far from here. Home of their eyes. For the grandson. Bara's second grandson. Delicious yo Jah, now you do not need to mumet because diomeli Nyai who have costs due to late pay.”

“Jah ..” call Bara from the front room direction.

“Called yes Mbok? I'm called?” tanya Sejah wants to make sure her hearing.

“Yes, you are called. There! He'd want some more furniture. These few days, it keeps being homongized. Sejah like it not, if this is how, then how. I said buy it wait for you. But he said later if you come straight here to sleep where if there is no bed. Grasak-grusuk your girlfriend,” said Mbok Jum pat Dijah's shoulder to immediately come to Bara.

Sejah walked towards the direction of the sound of Bara. The door of the main room was opened slightly, Sejah pushed it a little then stepped in.

“Call me?” tanya Sejah's.

“Iya .. here,” said Bara grabbed the shoulder of Sejah and exposed the woman to a large bed that had not been covered by sheets.

“Good no?” ask Bara. “That's the dresser, the color I deliberately made all white. Let it look seger and bright. You like?” ask Bara again.

The colon is looking at the main bedroom filled with furniture attached to the wall. When buying his used closet, he was very happy. His clothes were not on the floor anymore. And when faced with something so beautiful that, should he answer Bara's question?

“Like not?” resetting Bara. The man seemed to really need an answer. Sejah twisted his body then looked up at Bara. A man who has worked so hard to turn a storm into a rainbow in his life.

“I like Mas, I like everything. Everything you've achieved has exceeded my highest expectations in life. I don't know what else to say.” Colored staring at the brown eyeballs Bara sticky.

“You just need an appointment, don't ever stay with me again. I've come this far. Help me to prove to my family, that my choice is not wrong.” Bara cupped his hands together in the face of Dijah. He lowered his head to drop his kiss on the woman's lips.

Colored on tiptoes in order to receive a full Bara kiss. Enjoying a sip of Bara lips that feel so soft and warm.

Bara took a step back and leaned his body on the white sliding cupboard. Both of his hands had removed his face and pulled his female body into the embrace. He poked his hands around the body of the colonized. Attached their bodies until Bara could feel his blood pumping up the rowdy.

In a rough gust of their breath, Bara felt that Sejah was already tightly gripping the front of his shirt. I know they both miss.

The colonists will be living there for a while. He still needed to pass the permit one more time to be able to join the Colonized in that room. Bara is impatient. He's really impatient. Although a little trepidation how to tell Bu Yanti that she will leave the house after marrying Dijah.

Renovation of the house is called ‘ilegal’ because his mother does not know.

The To Be Continued.....

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