The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
Continue the delayed

Remembering the wound will result in fretfulness.

Do not follow a stifling thought.

Which is already, let in the end.

Continue to build hope.

Modali with a sincere smile, then anything will come as a victory medal.

...♡♡♡♡...

A white shirt that had rolled up to the elbow, with official black pants, and his pantopel, Gavin came down from inside his BMW adorned in doubt.

Kenzie House.

In the education look around. The house in his footsteps is now the house of Nilam as well, the girl who always occupies the throne of the empress in his heart.

Um ... The empress?

Yes, although this is not the era of the Japanese empire or the kingdom of Padjajaran, which perched Subang Larang in his position, but this is not a figment, Nilam has indeed occupied the most beautiful space in his soul.

It's okay to be Lebaayyy !

Take a deep breath and then breathe slowly. Footsteps began to be led Gavin approached the classic door leaf.

If Muslims say .... Bismillah.

Because this is not a story that carries a religious plot, so the speech let Auth be the representative. Huufft ...

Starting to float the palm he had clenched half to the front of the door, Gavin began to knock.

Though there is a nonjol bell beside, but it looks like Gavin again sports fingers. Hii....

FLECKISH

Door opens.

"Gav ...."

JRENG...

Nilam appeared from behind the door that was opened. Too beautiful for a coincidence.

"Niland ...." The bulkhead was still there even though it started to faint. Gavin still had to hold back and control a sense that now rested hard on him. Missing, very longing. Wanting to get the body into his arms. "W-how are you?"

"Ba-good."

Oye! What the hell?

Why are they both stiff? Wasn't your initial meeting that started with one hundred and fifty thousand, very smooth even though you first met, after growing tall and knowing love?

Ahh, love, sometimes you overdo your fortifications for two hearts that are already welcome. Too high!

"Can I come in?"

"O-oh. Please."

And the two of them walked together towards a sofa that was circular facing each other.

"Please sit down, Gav. I'll make you a drink soon."

Smiling, Gavin really knew that figure, a figure who had never been friends with arrogance. Imagine, Nilam is now the Young Miss in this palace, there are some household assistants who can be relied on to just make a drink. But she was .. ahh, truly a populist Young Miss.

A few minutes' delay. "Please, Gav." The cup was brown and the base was placed Nilam in front of him.

Gavin stared at the stuffing of the glass, a moment later he smiled. Mochalatte! "It turns out you still remember my favorite drink."

Sitting on the opposite couch, Nilam was quite clumsy with that phrase. "Yes. Please drink. It's still warm."

"Thank you." The sound of a whirlwind indicates Gavin began sipping the hot drink. "mrs ... Nilam, where's Kenzie?"

Derr....

The question is why did Nilam's heart beat? The kenzie? "I-I don't know. He hasn't come back since two days ago. But she sent a message to Mom that she was okay. But it doesn't mention where she is."

"Where is he?" Gavin asked himself.

Gavin certainly knows that. The soft side of his heart made it easy for Nilam to let out his tears. This is about Kenzie. The man who is now his brother.

"Don't be sad, she'll be fine."

"It's all my fault. It was my fault that gave her hope. If I had refused it at that time. Maybe he'll stay here, and accept me as his real sister." Started to change.

No surprise look. Gavin could not help himself anymore, he raised his body to get closer to the frail girl. Enfolded tightly. "It's not your fault. Whatever happens, it's all in God's line." The head is inside.

Nilam looked up at the face. Keep a little of his body away from Gavin's clutches. "Gav, you know what?" Staring with his staggering look.

And Gavinpun nodded, nodding with a smile. "Yes, I know. Two nights ago Kenzie came to my house. He told me everything. I didn't believe it at first, but seeing his sincerity and confusion .. I knew he wasn't lying."

Enough bitter feelings Nilam now. He just fell silent. It was too hard for him to believe. Kenzie .. The man who almost married her was her own biological sister.

"And he .. asked me to take care of you back," continued Gavin.

DEG!

Seen with round eyes. "What?"

"Yes, Nilam. He wants me to come back to you." Silent for a moment. "I'm not." He took both palms. "I still love you so much."

If there was a button that could ease his jogged heart, maybe he pressed it as fast as lightning.

Ah, nevermind.

In a tongue that is muddled, Nilam is unable to throw words. Gavin's last sentence was too shocking for him. But those eyes kept looking at him as if asking for an answer.

"Niland ... Love ...." The back of the hand was deep. "I know it's too soon. But that's my reason. I want to be in your hardest moments. And in all your time."

Patchouli in the shade. The tremors in his heart were getting tickling. Love, he still has love for the man. But ... "Gav-"

"Don't reject me. I'm begging... I will make amends for my mistakes all the time. I will make you happy, until the wound in your heart is covered by it."

It sounded pushy, but the string of Gavin's sentence was enough to suppress the sensitive side of Nilam's heart. He knew it was very, very sincere. "But, Gav. I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of, hmm? Tell me?"

"Your family. They'll probably hate me so much."

Gavin smiles. "You know ... Mom is always waiting for you. He's been in love with you so much. So's Papa. Last time it was all my fault. They won't hate you. Believe it." Gavin kept trying to convince. "We continue the pending ones between us."

"What's pending between you?" Kevin's voice echoed across the room. With Dalia accompanying beside him with a puzzled grimace on her face. The rebellion made the two young men aghast and released their fingers.

"Dad."

"Explain!" pinta Kevin's firm. The empty sofa was also occupied by Dalia.

Gavin straightened the body. "I'm sorry, Mom, Mom. I and Nilam were already in contact. Even we're both engaged."

"What?!" Dalia jerks. "Wedding?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"So ..your engagement party was your engagement party with Nilam, not the woman you failed to marry?"

"Ben-"

"Woman you failed to marry, you mean?" kevin concluded in a squeak on his face, staring curiously.

Nilam is still in his valve. Indeed, he also wants to know the truth behind Gavin's impromptu relationship with the model woman.

Gavin, it looks like his breath is drawn and then exhaled slowly. Then start to string words. "Look, Om, Mom ...." He then told her everything that had happened to him in the past two months. Including about Gendam.

Gerry, the papa with all his connections, had managed to drag Warjo, the witch doctor through his great hands. The man is now in the hands of the Gavin family.

After all was fully revealed without anyone missing, Nilam also his parents were quite surprised by Gavin's long explanation. That's how a woman hooks the man she wants. Too low!

....

Gini day ... play shamans?

Ahai millennial ....😂