The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
Not Dejavu

"You must find a subtle way, without arousing Dahlan's suspicion." Putting one hand into his pants pocket, and a cup of hot tea in the other, Kenzie stepped closer to Gavin who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa inside his study. Then sit her ass next to her best friend.

"Grandfather Usman said, Purely made there, to replace the loss Dahlan caused. Actually I'm lazy to help that woman, considering the many crimes she's done to Nilam."

"But Nilam, with all the purity of his heart, succeeded in expelling your demon soul" Kenzie concluded in a typical mocking smirk.

Gavin smiled wryly. "You're always right, Ken." Grab a glass of coffee sitting on the table, then sip it gently. "Oiya, about Nilam's heart .. I seem to have advanced as a winner." Glanced at Kenzie with a satisfied smile.

Kenzie chuckled in response to the winner. "Congratulations, buddy. Take care and love him. If you fail, then I won't hesitate to take it from you."

There was a sharp flash of pain in Kenzie's heart when he said his initial sentence.

What to say, his love will not be welcomed. A heart that he wanted to hold in his hand was in the grip of his own best friend. And it had clearly been realized from the very beginning.

Preparing a heart as wide as the ocean, placing a willingness in the middle of its vortex. Fix, that's the best way!

"No will! I gave up my whole life for her. Including saving that demonic woman from Dahlan."

"I believe in you. And for Nilam's adoptive parents' murder case. Ak-"

"Lifting parents? Meanin?" cut Gavin fast.

Frowning. "You don't know?"

A single slab of Gavin's head formed the answer to Kenzie's question. "Nilam didn't tell you?"

"No, Ken."

Kenzie got up from his place. Stepping towards a large glass that displays the beauty of the city at high altitude. "I know it from Hannah."

"Tell me." Stand in line with Kenzie. Look at the same point.

Like dejavu, this kind of moment has been done both, when fighting over a girl who was not yet clear of her balance at that time. Stand side by side as rivals. The difference is that they now stand as partners. Still on the same topic ... Patchouli.

"21 years ago, Nilam baby was found on the edge of the road to the city, by the late uncle of Vishnu, someone who was known by Nilam as his father. Because indeed the man and his wife are the next to become parents for Nilam who is a kara. Until that fateful incident happened three years ago."

Listening without interrupting, Gavin fell silent. Rough breathing began to sound. The sense of wanting to protect grows stronger. Girls as sweet and as innocent as Nilam, must feel life as bitter and hard as that. Miris.

"Which foolish old man can throw away and abandon his own son? If I find them, I'll make a fair calculation."

"Swimming, buddy. Before that you should know first, what reason makes them throw their children. It's possible, isn't Nilam a kidnap victim?"

"But it's still unenforceable, Gav. Even if Nilam is really a kidnap victim, then why can't his parents find him?!" exclaim Gavin fierce. "And as for the killers of Uncle Vishnu and Aunt Marni, I swear I will draw my sword, right at the heart of it."

"Control your emotions, Gav. I know you're capable of that. But you should know, Nilam doesn't like violence. His soul is always clean without vengeance. For him to forgive is the most right way."

Hearing Kenzie's words, Gavin fell silent. Glancing at the friend beside him, then violently swept his palm over his face. "You're right, Ken."

A round of applause rested Kenzie on Gavin's shoulder. "Don't let love destroy your sanity. You're the leader. Do whatever you can. Remember, you also still have both parents that you must glorify his presence. Make Nilam valuable in front of them."

A proud smile flashed beautifully on Gavin's face. "I've always wanted to be like you, Ken," she said. "And you know, I've even asked Nilam to marry me" he continued chuckling.

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then, is he ready?"

Gavin nodded in a happy smile in response.

"Thank God. Bring him in front of your parents. Don't let you step without their blessing."

Bugg!!

Gavin lunges at the body of a hard kenzie, granting a hug of pride to a friend who is always able to make her submit to her sage. "Thank you, Ken. You're a friend who can always play my brother." Then let go of his embrace.

"Because I'm older than you, you idiot!" reply Kenzie while shaking Gavin's forehead.

"I'm 26, Gavin. Remember that! If I wanted to, any woman I could get. Even without me chasing, they've voluntarily climbed into my bed."

"Of course, I believe. Therefore, I wait for you to hold one of them at my wedding with Nilam later." Said with laughter as he turned his body leaving Kenzie who ....

Throwing the paper roll he took from the trash can toward Gavin. "You see, Gavin. Even my hands will be coiled around Selena Gomez's slender waist at your wedding!" exclaim Kenzie upset.

Waitaminute! Why be upset? Is not all the best hope has been in the finalization of the relationship between Gavin and Nilam?

Hm....

It seemed like the jealous fool was still reluctant to leave. Shitdarnn!!

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Stripping his shoes slowly and carefully, Gavin settles like a thief.

Upon approaching, his heart immediately warmed. Those beautiful eyes were closed very quietly. Fatigue due to a long trip, making him unable to resist drowsiness. I fell asleep on the couch.

Gavin crouched down beside the lying body. And ... cup! One kiss was given to him on Nilam's forehead. Looking at the gift of God is not free. Until without feeling, his finger began to slowly run along the oval face line was soft, soft as cotton.

But his movements made the ball of Nilam's vision open for a moment. "Gavin's."

And that man with his smile. "Hay," he replied. "Continue. You seem to be tired."

Nilam blinked his eyes, then got up and sat down. "Why is it so long?"

Grabbing Nilam's palm, then dipping it at a glance. "Sorry to keep you waiting. There are a lot of things I have to talk to Kenzie about" Gavin said, then sat down next to the girl.

"Not what," replied Nilam. "Hmm, Gav ...." She has a cute face.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I ...."

"Hmm?"

"I'm .. I'm hungry."

"Haha .... Yes, God ...." Pinching Nilam's nose. "You hungry, hmm? All right, come on," Gavin asked, standing up and pulling the arm of his heart.

Nilam. "Where?"

"To the cement shop."

"Cemen? What's for?" ask Nilam plain.

"Yes, God .... Is it acute hunger, making your head work this late? Of course to the restaurant, honey. We eat, not make cement."

Grumpily frowning, with lips on her lips. "I'm just asking."

Gavin bent his body. The palm of his hand raised pulled the chin of Nile, leaving only an inch of distance between the faces of the two. "Your lips are not made like that" a soft but heavy voice sounded.

"To-why?"

There's no answer.

As the clockwork that rotated from seconds changed minutes, another palm of Gavin's hand that hung, has now moved to the nape of Nilam. The rest of that distance is now eroded away.

In the rhythm of shahdu, the two lips clashed against each other. There is no lust. A kiss born purely of the heart.

Long enough to survive in romance. Until a moment later, Gavin began to feel another feeling in him. His face turned restless. The instincts within him began to stick out to the surface. Instantly he took off his kiss from Nilam's lips. And ....

"My waist hurts ...."

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