The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
Romance in white villa

It's finished the word strung out, to describe the night with all its parts.

But in certainty, tonight.

This dark manor is impressive.

How not, there are two perfect creatures who are now racing with the surge of love feelings.

Nilam and Gavin.

Standing hugging each other on the wooden balcony on the two floors of the white villa.

"Do you like this place?"

"Always, Gav .. Whatever it's from being with you, I've always liked."

Gavin smiles for a moment. "You're good at flirting apparently."

"Eh?" Nilam gasped, his face looked at the man. "Gav .. I'm not teasing you." Grumpily annoyed.

Hey, that face why is it so adorable?

"Then?"

"I'm just talking the truth."

"alright. I believe it" said Gavin smiling. Let go of the hug, then held both shoulders Nilam. Staring at netra sayu was fixed. "Nilam .. We are married."

Dag dig dug derrr....

The rhythm inside Nilam's chest was pounding each other.

This man .. is full of surprises. "Are you proposing to me?"

Gavin was clearly chuckling. That question was really funny to hear. "Yes .. can be said like that." With faces floating around like a mock.

"So it was just a joke?"

Still not realized Gavin, that the face had turned soft and grim. "Gav ...."

And succeed. The soft voice made Gavin's face straighten to his face. And of course, the man's hardness stopped. "Darling .. hey...." Cupped both cheeks. "Why crying?" He saw the two cheeks, already wet teardrops.

"What are you laughing at?" There was no joking around with that question.

Gavin. God ... it turns out this woman feels played with. Really sensitive. Maybe he is coming to the moon?

Hmm. .. I don't know.

Paras Gavin is back. He held both Nilam's shoulders. "Listen to me ...." Switch to clutching both of his palms. "I just felt funny about your question. I don't mean to make fun of you, let alone play you. Nilam .. I'm serious about what I said."

Dipped his right palm into the hoody pocket he was wearing. And there appeared a small red, box-shaped object, measuring about 2.5 × 2.5 cm, on his hand. In the center of the object there is a striped partition around, with a small hinge in one part.

Ring box!

Readers asked: Why just for a ring box, the description should be that complicated?

And the Author replied: The demand is two thousand words, Genkksss...! Wkwk.

Back to Gavin and Nilam.

Focusing on both knees, Gavin turned himself aside before Nilam. With his head looking up at those beautiful eyes. The box, which contained a 24-carat gold ring with a small diamond ornament, crowned haughtily at the top, was floated in front of the woman he loved.

Think of it as a beautiful twist of the violin, being a backsong in that romantic moment.

"Nilam .. will you marry me?"

Closing his gaping mouth with both palms, Nilam was in a moved and incredulous rhythm. "Gavin ...."

"I will repeat to convince you" said Gavin. "Nilam, will you marry me?"

There was no hesitation, and not wanting to make the man wait and ache in his position, Nilam finally nodded with a rhythm a little faster. "Yes, Gav. I wanna. I want to marry you."

For a moment! The smile on the young man's lips expanded widely. He took the ring and placed the box beside his foot. Then he reached Nilam's palm, to install a beautiful and round object in his sweet finger. Continued with a deep kiss on the back of the gripper. "Thank you, honey."

Behind a piece of window, with a curtain partially closing it, Kenzie stared at the two lovebirds bitterly and hurt. Saliva swallowed it with great difficulty.

Why does pain have to exist?

Why hasn't God eliminated it?

Why should he love a woman that his best friend already has?

Turn around, then walk away from the scenery that should not be watched until the end. Heart ... until when will you be imprisoned in that pseudo and impossible love?

Without realizing it, Hana stood behind a door connected to a room she was now on. "Kenzie .. it turns out that you really love Nilam," he muttered looking at the man who had now descended the stairs with a look of pity. "If I could make you fall in love with me, I would make you smile all the time. But baby ... My expectations are too grandiose. And you're too tall for me to reach."

*****

Her morning.

"Sister, what are you cooking?" tanya Hana approached Nilam who was already busy with a knife and frying pan.

"Egg fried rice. You want? Or just some bread?" nilam asked just a glance at the girl.

"I'm just bread."

"alright. Brother prepare later."

"No need, Brother. I can be alone," subtly rejected Hana. "Can I help you, brother?"

For a moment Nilam thought. "Umm ... Please cut this vegetable, can you?"

"Brother to mock me?" The question was accompanied by a face.

Nilam chuckles. "Nobody mocked you. Brother is just worried, you got hit by a knife. You, right, aren't used to this kind of work."

"I can, Brother. Just look," he said, bringing the knife and vegetable basket to the table.

" all right. Brother believes in you. I'm staying in the toilet for a while."

"Yes, Brother." After Nilam's death, Hana began to be ready with the knife. A carrot becomes the first choice of the sharp object. And when it was suddenly....

"Aww ...!!" screech the girl.

"What's up, Hana?!" Kenzie who had just arrived at that place immediately rushed towards him.

He saw that Hana's index finger was covered in fresh blood that came out due to a knife stroke.

Without babibu, he grabbed the finger full of blood and then sucked, to break the rate of red liquid continues to flow.

Hana. Kenzie .. he ....

Instantly his heart beat very fast. That man, why appear when his feelings are in pain because love claps one hand?

Oh heart... when will your race be together?

A piece of torn cloth that came out of nowhere obtained by Kenzie, he immediately wrapped it on the injured part of Hana's finger swiftly. "It."

"Te-accept, Ken."

"Together, Hana. Next time be careful" said the man.

"Yes." Yeah." Hana. Really, that face did not want to be looked at at. He would be a fool if their eyes met each other. And Kenzie, will definitely repeat the sentence that he had thrown first when he was in the village.

Don't fall in love with me, Hana.

Oh, Lord .. That sentence was like a lightning bolt that struck his heart to the point of burning.

Romance in the white house...❤❤

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Don't forget your tracks ....

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