The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
Romance in the morning

The morning is valiantly enthroned on its axis. The rooster stood puffing out his chest, preparing to spout out his cry, awakening the man.

Rainwater spatter overnight, leaving droplets that drop spoiled, at the end of tapered foliage.

Although the dark was still reluctant to step aside, Nilam forced to open his eyes, only for an atmosphere like this.

And here he was, in the backyard of Usman's humble grandfather's house, standing hugging his own body. Cold air spread to the deepest layers of his skin. The treat of a lush vegetable garden belonging to the grandfather, became as simple as his vision.

Her tiny lips unceasingly drew a smile, a shadow as she and Hana ran to throw the ground at each other, disturbing the activities of the grandfather who was engrossed with his planting match. Both laughter echoes in the circle of happiness. It's exciting!

When dissolved in his soul race down memory, a pair of burly hands crept slowly on his small waist.

Surprised? For sure. His reflexes turned his face backwards. But what happened, his smooth cheeks even hit the nose of a sharp belonging to Gavin. The man smiled happily. Although with a typical withered face wake up, but not in the end, a handsome face is real.

Nilam widened both his eyeballs. "Ga-Gavin ..." he muttered.

"Hay," said the man, and landed his chin on Nilam's shoulder. Both of his hands had been perfectly coiled around the girl's waist. "It's warm?" ask her with her eyes closed.

Nilam returned his face facing straight ahead. "I-yeah," he answered stiffly.

"Hmm, thank goodness. Why is it so early, already standing here? The sun is still ashamed to come out. You're willing to be on a cold broom like this?"

"I just miss. A month not here, it's been like a century." Nilam smiling.

Instead of replying, Gavin even taped his embrace tighter.

"Ga-Gavin .. release. Don't be like this. Someone will see." Patchouli a little thrashing.

"Let it be like this first" replied Gavin.

And the sun slowly began to lift its curtain. But Gavin is still floundering in his most comfortable position. Nilam started in the fretted termites. Worried that his grandfather would see their romantic nuances.

There were actually two sides in him fighting over each other's throne. Between fear and comfort.

Fear in the grandfather's pergoki, and comfort behind the man's embrace. I don't know, he can't even manage his own feelings.

To him,

Gavin is a melody.

Gavin is a calming rhythm.

And Gavin .. is 'magic'.

"Don't be afraid, even if grandfather sees it, I won't let you go" said Gavin, now using Nilam's head as a tapered chin.

"Gav ... freelance. I beg you."

"Why don't you like it?"

"Bu-not like that. Tap- but ...."

"If you like it, let it go."

"Ga-"

"Marry me, Nilam," Gavin concluded quickly. He turned the girl's body, facing her. "Are you ready?" he continued, holding both Nilam's shoulders, and staring at the rounded net of surprise was fixed.

"Ti-no, is this too soon? Ki-we just met, Gav."

"Then what's the difference? Old or new, we know each other. We were together since childhood. It's just time that separates us for a few moments. But now, we have faced each other again," said Gavin memgebu. "Nilam .. I love you," she softened.

Nilam stared at the two eyeballs Gavin took turns. Trying to find honesty from the now hopeful netra. But in reality, not a single lie was found there. "Gavin ...."

"I mean it, Nilam. I don't want to lose you again." Then kiss the back of Nilam's hand softly and deeply.

"Ta-but Anita ...."

"Stop talking about him. There is no more him in my heart. I've found you, my little elf."

"If that's what you're afraid of, don't worry. I can take care of it. So how, are you willing, to marry me?" reload Gavin expectantly.

Nilam. Trying to dig his heart out, there might be a single speck of reason that denied the seriousness of the man. But really, all he got was a real twinkle of sincerity.

A moment later, he began to raise his head, then smiled. "I want to, Gav. I want to marry you."

Gavin smiles for a moment.

"Thank you, honey. Thank you." Thank you." He pulled Nilam into his arms. "I love you. Really love. I'm happy too. From today on, I assure you, you will be the Queen of my life."

****

"Grandfather! I'm home."

Hana's voice managed to tease the Grandpa who was walking smilingly towards his room. Like someone just saw it. Then he looked. "Hana.thank God you're fine, son," said Grandpa as he received Hana's body that sprinkled into his arms. "Where are you hiding? Grandpa's worried about you."

"Ak-"

"Hana is in my house, Kek," Danu cut off as she stepped towards Hana and Grandpa Usman. "Night, I was going to drive Hana home. But it rained so hard that we had to delay until this morning" he said.

"Yes, God, why doesn't Grandpa think about you, Danu. Yesterday, Grandpa went around the village looking for Hana. But still didn't find him. Then thank you for helping Hana."

"Together, Cake."

Hana broke out of the grandfather's embrace. "Oiya, Kek, who's in front of that car?" tanyakanya.

"O-o that's ...." Suddenly Grandpa's face shone. "That's Nak Gavin's car." He smiled back.

"Gavin.. Who is it? Then what's the matter Grandpa? Why smile like that?" Hana astonished.

"Your brother Nilam's home, son?"

"What?! Nilam's brother is home?!" Hana surprised.

Danu is no exception. Longing began to climb the throne of his soul again. Nilam. Does this mean I still have a chance? His inner. He smiled with hope.

"Where's Nilam's sister, Cake? Where?!" Hana is impatient.

"It's in the back." Again, grandfather's smile implied a mystery.

Unconcerned by her grandfather's strangeness, Hana runs towards the back of her house, followed by Danu who is also covered in impatience.

And a few seconds later, their steps came to a halt in the doorway connecting the kitchen and the backyard. The unusual sight they caught from two creatures who were standing hugged with a friendly back to them.

Danu's heart was pounding very fast, very in sync with his heart which was also pounding. Nilam ..." murmured bitterly.

"And who is the man who hugged Nilam?" whispered Hana plain.

Danu was silent not answering. Feeling the pain that began to creep slowly filled the void of his soul. That guy, who...? The same question Hana asked in her heart.

Nilam who felt someone was watching him, moved his head looking back. "Hana, Danu ...." Instantly he broke free from Gavin's embrace.

"What's wrong?" gavin asked in surprise, then followed Nilam's back view. "Eh, who are they?"

"Sir Nilam ...." Hana walked over to the girl she thought was her sister.

Nilam spread out his hands, ready to receive the lunge of Hana's body. And in an instant, the two ayu girls hugged each other giving up longing. "So I miss you so much, Hana."

"Me too, sister," replied spoiled Hana.

Gavin stuffed both of his palms into his pants pocket. Smiling saw the two girls in front of him who were hugging each other like a telethubhis. Harmonious, he thought.

But not for Danu. The focus is not on the embrace between Nilam and Hana that is now underway. But the shadow of intimacy between Nilam and the stranger, who a moment ago witnessed his naked eye. It really messes with his feelings. It hurts!

He turned around and sauntered away leaving the place with steps full of wounds. A smile of hope that had just been on his back, perished in one blink of an eye. Replaced the stifling black air.

Oh, Love ... why is this sick???