The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
OUT OF LOVE

A horde of northern gannets flew back to the contest, circling the afternoon sky with its crowbar. The reflection of his shadow in the sea seemed to dribble towards the dimmer.

At the end of the sea, the sun is getting lower. Self-sixing is rotating parts of the world.

Two pairs of bare feet stepped carving marks in the soft sand. Hands tied to each other knit together.

Tracing the romance in the twilight that begins to darken.

Gavin and Nilam!

Their steps finally came to a halt, paraded several meters from the sea water sweep limit. Sitting in a warm chat facing each other face to face. Occasionally a crisp laugh could be heard replying to each other. It's warm!

No matter the air that started to turn cold. No matter the waves that begin to grow closer.

Vanished out! Unfeelable!

The warm cover of love that peaked in the middle of happiness.

"Darling, we stay here forever, okay?" Raising the palm of Nilam's stranded hands on both of his thighs.

"That's right, Gav." Nilam chuckles.

"It's quiet here. There's no Chaka."

"I'll miss him for too long here."

"What did you say?! Missed her? Miss that gasrak man?" Like provoked.

"Well...." Nilam. "I'm just kidding, Gav."

Gavin was silent for a moment. "Honey .. can I ask for one thing?"

"Hm." A little raised his eyebrows.

"Can I call you with a more friendly call?"

"Eh?"

Nilam nailed still, digesting.

Aye! The man is now officially her husband. "What do you want me to call you?" A little clumsy whimper.

"Ma.mmm...." Looking up his thin head, Gavin seemed to think. "I want you to call ...."

"What?"

Straighten the view to Nilam's face, with a smile surely as if to find what he was looking for. "Hubby."

"Hubby ...?" Staring at Gavin ensured.

"Yes. How's it?"

Wrestled for a moment with his mind.

"alright... Hubby!" There was no reason for Nilam to refuse. Well, it's quite laughable indeed! But .. it should be. He and the man are already linked in a sacred bond in which the conditions of respect are.

Can't be stupid!

A wide, engraved smile swept across Gavin's lips. "Sweet hiccups," he added. "I'm happy. Very happy." Cupping both cheeks of the wife. "Thank you for completing my colors. Thank you for starring in my night. Thank you ... for being present in my life."

Sounds like a coin toss, but if the chest can be split, then a form of sincerity that will appear to be the leader. There ain't! Gombal is a pseudo. But what Gavin said, is a thread of sincere honesty without deception.

A bright smile glowed on Nilam's pretty face. He felt! Really feel. Gavin wasn't flirting with most men. He saw that.

Sincerity!

Stare at each other in the same circle. In the same direction and in the same way.

Lovingly!

Following the rhythm of the shahdu twilight. Slowly the movement began to change. Both of Gavin's palms are now shifted to infiltrate the back of Nilam's nape. Breathing blows against each other's skin. Getting closer and ....

THE CUP!

Both lips are clashing against each other. Both eyes began to fade. But there is no lust. Purely just a touch of filling each other.

Until ...

BYURR....

The waves come crashing themselves interrupting, as the color of the day begins to thick.

"Haha...." The two lovebirds throw each other laughter and laughter.

"There is no Chaka, but there is a wave here" said Gavin and again followed by his laughter.

Their bodies are already covered.

"Come on. We'll just swim." Gavin who was standing stretched out his palm towards Nilam who was still sitting with the rest of his laughter.

"Come on."

And both of them ran to challenge the waves that had just hit their sweet moment.

Sea water covered their bodies until it passed through the waist. Squeezing each other like a child playing in the flood. But to be honest .. it was fun.

Romantic!

Satisfied with the laughter, the two bodies now approached each other's hugs. They face each other without distance. Slightly demeaning, Gavin chose a low position in the 'halal' romantics. Continuing the sweet session that was interrupted by the waves.

...♡♡♡♡...

And in the end....

A noble love, will remain sublime.

Although nature stoned with thousands of arrows or even spears.

Though the universe judges with lumps upon lumps of earth crushing.

Though witches change with all forms and orders.

Stay on its strength.

Tough with his strength.

The love!

Belonging will remain property!

And rights will remain rights!

Because love...

The love...

The love...

And also love!