AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
One Plate One Spoon One Suction

The current condition is still pitch dark, not knowing when Gama will turn the lights back on.

"Sir Agam? Sa-i'm sultry, can you not hug me too strongly?"

"What?! You hugged me first. You're the one looking for me because it's not me." Agam let go of his embrace. Then quickly pick up Linda without further ado.

"Sir Agam, got --?"

"Shut up! I'll take you to bed. I have to turn on the generator. It's weird, there's usually a notice in advance if there's a blackout."

Agam is not necessarily going, he does not care anymore if there is a possibility he stepped on glass fragments. The room Linda was in was very spacious.

"Sir, be careful, how about you step on some more debris?"

"Please Miss Linda, don't talk too much. I was looking for a bed. I didn't expect to get lost in my own room."

"Mr can you put me down? I can find it myself. I feel like we're just going around in circles."

"I'm worried about my son, not you. Can't be quiet."

"Try you step to the east, well to the east of it lies his bed, the bathroom is in the southwest direction. The wardrobe's in the south."

"Can you shut up?! You're so fucking carrying! I also know the direction of the wind. But I don't know where this is." Out of annoyance, Agam smothers Linda's mouth for a moment with his palm. Then back to carrying it.

TRING, lights on.

After dark rise bright light. Linda and Agam were surprised. The eyes of the two of them blinked and stared at each other. Linda can see how the man who is carrying her is so handsome, while Agam can look back if Linda is so beautiful and sexy with the shirt.

They looked at each other, as if they had forgotten that the lights were on. They're in front of the bathroom door.

"Can-can you put me down?" ask Linda.

"Could be" he answered quickly.

Linda was surprised to see the splattered blood forming a trace mark of Agam's every footstep while searching for a bed.

"Sir Agam, you're hurt." Linda held back the hand of Agam who was about to leave.

"It's okay, it's a small wound." He shook Linda's hand.

"Sir Agam, I know you only care about the child I bear. But please don't be like this. You are hurt because of me, allow me to help treat it. You also don't think if I care, I'm doing this on humanitarian grounds." He held Agam's hand.

Agam fell silent, then looked at the remnants of the chaos, which fell to the floor turned out to be a glass of drinking water. Thankfully, the fried rice was intact, and of course it was still edible.

"I will clean the glass first," he said.

Agam insisted on letting go of Linda's hand. As Agam stepped up, Linda could see clearly if the blood on Agam's leg was still dripping and leaving traces.

"If you're like this, I don't want to be a HGC ad star, I refuse!" yell Linda.

He's brave too.

Gorgeously clenched his hand. But this time he was forced to give in, because Linda's profile dratf he had submitted to the advertising agency which had been responsible for all advertising activities in the HGC.

The HGC advertising agency is a company that actually still has a relationship with it. Yes, the independent organization was founded by Agam on the advice of Young Master Deanka. The reason, of course, is to reduce marketing costs so as not to have to hire other advertising agencies when the HGC will do the promotion.

This ad agency will later take care or help advertise HGC products. They will handle the entire formulation of advertising plans, create advertising plans, prepare advertising materials to take care of advertising in mass media or other advertising media.

"Well, you won" said Agam.

Linda smiled. Only this time did he feel victorious over all the man's selfishness and strong-mannered behavior. But it is strong, the proof is that he does not complain even though the soles of his feet are bleeding.

"Yes, I know you're very strong, but your skin isn't made of steel or iron, right? Mr. Agam can still be hurt." Linda then took the sandals and gave them to Agam.

"Wear this first sir, sit in that chair. I'm gonna clean up all this mess."

"Your feet? Careful, you can lapse-."

"Sst, I've been wearing sandals too, you take it easy, this activity will not harm the content." Linda interrupted Agam's speech.

"I can also sweep, sir. But honestly, I don't really like cleaning."

"Huh, you slovenly bastard. You're even proud of the throat, ckckc. Really yeah, everyone's been fooled." Agam bobbing head.

"Who was deceived? I never cheated anyone" he said as his hand began to sweep through the glass and put it into the spade.

"Do not throw it directly into the trash, it must be put into plastic first, not let our garbage hurt the hands of scavengers or garbage collectors" said Agam.

"Yes Mr. Agam, I understand."

Linda took the plastic in one of the boxes, then gathered to insert the spade tip into the plastic, and plainly Linda took the rest of the glass left on the floor with her hands.

"Linda, no!" yell Agam.

"Awhh."

Late, the piece of glass had injured his index finger. Linda grimaced as she saw blood emerge from her fingertips.

"Bas stupid."

Gorgeous to move, he knelt. Quickly grab Linda's hand and suck the injured finger.

"Sir?" Linda was surprised, she could feel if the man's mouth was warm and soft. I do it over and over again.

After being counted enough, Agam stopped his activities. Linda was clumsy, she hurried to pick up the P3K box in the room. But unfortunately, the box is out of reach. It's in the highest nightstand.

"Let me get it," Agam grabbed it and handed it to Linda.

"Thank you," said Linda nervously, still imagined how Agam had sucked his finger and at that time his heart was beating fast.

Wh why? Me why? Linda held her chest.

"If you daydream, I'm gone" the remark surprised him.

"I-yes Sir. I'll help you treat. Sit down again." Linda tried to unravel the panic by speaking.

When she smiled, she knew Linda was nervous. It was obvious that this woman's cheeks were blushing. Sit back on the chair. He was curious, how far can this woman treat the wound?

After washing her hands, Linda rested near Agam's feet.

"I'm sorry sir." He held Agam's leg to check the source of his wound, and ....

"Aaaa," Linda yelled.

"Hey, why?" Agam was surprised.

"W-there's a glass left on the soles of your feet, uuhhh." He looked at Agam, and he himself grimaced.

"Hahaha, who exactly was injured? Why you are in pain. If you really want to help me, quickly use the tweezers, then pull the glass," said Agam.

"W-what? So, if you are in pain how? How much more blood?" he looked worried.

"Hmm, so don't be a hero, let me do it." Agam grabbed tweezers. Linda held his hand.

"Mother Linda, what else is there?"

"Be careful sir, it must hurt."

"I'm sicker when I find out if you have a lover" Agam said spontaneously.

"What?!" Linda gawking.

"Forget it," said Agam.

He was prepared to take the broken glass, the length of about 2.5 cm, but for the depth of the stick can not be ascertained its size.

"Has right, when I walk feels piercing," he murmured.

"Pak beware .. This must hurt. Uhhh ...." Linda was feeling sick.

What's?! What the hell are they doing? Gama who had just arrived from the basement and peeked behind the door knitted his eyebrows.

While in the room, Agam immediately stamped the broken end of the glass with tweezers.

"Ahhh .. aarrgghh ...," Agam groaned as he slowly began to uproot it.

WHAT'S?! It can't be, right?" Gama closed his mouth.

"Sir Agam, I'll do it" Linda said.

"You dare?"

Linda nodded.

"Well, you unplug at once huh, hopefully it doesn't hurt too much."

"Okay, just close your eyes."

"No, I want to see it. I hope the blood doesn't come out too much. You close your eyes" said Agam.

Astaghfirullah, what are they talking about?

Gama hardened his jaw. He did not expect that turning the lights off would lead to unwanted things.

"Uhhhh .. cepaaat" said Agam.

"But sir, I'm afraid. Same with you."

"Oh my goodness Ms. Lindaaa," Agam unhesitatingly pulled it out along with a groan of pain, and Lindapun also shouted because he felt shocked and pained.

BRAK, the door is open.

"THE FAMILY?!" the words Agam and Linda are in unison.

"Agam brother?!"

To reduce his guilt for thinking that is not-nothing, Gama immediately rested at Agam's feet and did a quick movement to treat the wound. He dep the blood that comes out using sterile gauze, cleaning it with antiseptic, then wrapping it with gauze wrapped and plastered.

"Done," he said.

"Gama, the one who put out the electricity isn't you?"

"What?! Me? It is impossible" he said while washing his hands in the sink in the room.

"OK, tomorrow I want to protest with the power company, how can the blackout without notice" said Agam.

"Yes, just protest there. Uh, there's fried rice, it's good." With an expressionless mimic Gama took one plate of fried rice and brought it out of the room.

"Gama, wait-uu." Agam knew it was his ration fried rice.

"Sir Agam, let it go, it's still there. Much more. How about you just eat this one?"

"For you?"

"This is a lot."

"I ate a lot" said Agam.

"Sir Agam, come on," he persuaded.

Linda pushed Agam's back to sit on the chair.

"Mrs Linda, please don't be too kind. I could have mistaken."

"What did you say anyway? I don't understand, aaa," Linda said. He thrust a spoonful of mouthfuls into Agam's lips.

"You?!" Agam surprised.

This woman why? Is it wrong to take medication? He's gonna bribe me?

"Don't want to?"

"I want to." He clutched Linda's hand and ordered her to feed him.

Linda smiled and said, "Hehehe, you've just been fed a beautiful woman this time?"

"What?!" Spontaneously stop chewing.

"I was often fed to my mother" she said.

"Hahaha, meaning Mr. Agam son of dong's mother, well I did not expect."

"Mrs Linda," he snapped.

"Yes, why sir? Oiya, the fried rice is delicious. Not very savory, not greasy, and the flavor of the spice is very fitting."

Linda held up her thumb. He did not see when Agam's eyes were round, because it was only realized that they had one spoon, one plate, one mouthful.

"You're using my old spoon?" ask Agam.

"Emm, I-I'm sorry if you're uncomfortable, I'll go to the kitchen and pick up another spoon" Linda was nervous again. He stood up and bowed respectfully to Agam.

"No need to take another spoon, I'm fine. If you are uncomfortable, I should apologize. Aaaa," said Agam.

Because Linda started it, Agam thought there was no harm if he also bribed Linda. With trembling lips Linda opened her mouth, while closing her eyes.

"I'm sorry for the bribe, there's no need to be afraid, this time I'll bribe it slowly" Agam said.

Lind also opened his eyes with a smile. Then chew the fried rice back in an elegant style.

Can this be called eating pretty? Inner Agam muttered as he stole a glance at the woman.

Time passed by, Agam fed Linda while enjoying her beauty. And bribe for himself. There was only the sound of a spoon hitting the plate as the incident took place. Linda and Agam are both careful that their tastes do not make a sound.

"Quick sleep, I saw you yawn. Oiya, please sleep sit down. I just finished eating" said Agam when the fried rice on the plate left only a few grains of rice.

"Good, Sir. Thank ye. I'll brush my teeth first." Linda stand.

"Oiya, tomorrow you can meet Bagas."

"What?! Really?!"

"Yes, I've already told someone to contact Bagas to meet you at the advertising agency."

"Horee, thank you sir." Linda grabbed Agam's hand and kissed him.

"Tomorrow just plain, in the advertising agency there are already people who will prepare everything. Hope our partnership goes well."

Agam took Linda's hand. Linda thought to shake hands, apparently her guess was wrong.

"You're not sick anymore, are you?" ask Agam.

"It's okay sir. It's just a very small wound. I am worried about my wounds. Are you sure you're going to the HGC tomorrow?"

"Emm, tomorrow I have to keep working, I don't want to miss anything."

"Missed what?" ask Linda.

"I don't want to miss your first appearance while filming an ad."

"What?!" Linda gnawing.

"I'm sorry, after the Fajr prayer and breakfast, we leave. You don't have bad luck. Tomorrow you will appear to the public for the first time after being declared missing. There will be a lot of media. Oiya, I have also invited foreign media to watch this product launching. If they ask for your response regarding the product, you should be prepared."

"What?! Agam sir, I am so hesitant and nervous. What of our TV will be present as well?"

"It's probably yes."

"Huhhh?! Mr. .. I'm worried," he whined.

"No need to be afraid and worry about anything. Remember that! There's me. I will protect you. Remember that! In your body is my son. I will not harm and humiliate my child-to-be just because of this advertisement" he said.

Linda looked at Agam's eyes. The man's words calmed his mind. He could see if this man's eyes were so sincere. His gaze was very different from the gaze on that day. In the past, Agam's eyes were very violent, misty lust and flames of anger. Now, those eyes are so sweet, beautiful, and soothing.

"Okay, thank you sir. I'll try." Linda lowered her head, then entered the bathroom in a hurry.

Behind the bathroom door he pecked, held his chest and stared at the ceiling.

Angga ..., has your position in my heart been replaced? The wail in the heart.

Linda stroked her stomach.

But ... she only cares about her child-to-be. I cannot be overwhelmed by his kindness. After our agreement is done, I need to get away from that man and reorganize my career.

There was a feeling of sadness in Linda's heart as she concluded that Agam only wanted the fetus she contained.

I'm just an ordinary presenter. There's no way she likes me. In the past, that day .. he did ask me to get married. But ... Until now, he never discussed the matter again. It might be true, if he only wanted his son. Not want me. Why am I sad? from the beginning, my meeting with him was just a mistake.

Linda tried to strengthen her feelings while looking at the reflection of her stomach in the mirror. Yes, his once flat stomach now looks solid and filled. At first glance, no one will realize if he was two-bodied, but .. as the owner of the stomach Linda knows if his body has grown.

In accordance with Agam's request, he also leaned on several pillows placed on his back. His mind tries to dismiss all the sweet treatment of Agam towards him. He also recalled the words of Agam about lovers.

Does he know I have a girlfriend? Hmm, actually I and Angga .. I myself do not know what kind of relationship I have with him.

Mr. Agam, just like you, I also want to meet with Angga and clarify everything. Angga would definitely not accept me in this condition. I have to end my relationship with Angga. But how is it? I even lost contact with him.

Wait, if I give the personal data of Angga to Mr. Agam, Mr. Agam may be able to find out the whereabouts of Angga.

Linda then picked up the phone and typed a message for Agam.

"Sir Agam wants to meet my girlfriend right? His name is Angga Raya Permana, aged 31 years, graduated from Sparkle Generation University in 2012. I am studying abroad in London. I've lost contact with him for a year. Can you find him? I also want to meet him."

"Is he crazy?! How dare I tell him to meet that man. You really don't appreciate my feelings. Aargh!"

In his room Agam again inflamed, almost attacked samsak again, but stopped because he was self-conscious if today the schedule was very dense.

Then he replied to a message from Linda.

"Okay, I can get you together with him. Now that you're chosen, would you like to meet him in the state he's still alive? Or did I kill that Angga first?! "

"What?! Mr. Agam is not serious, is he?" Reply from Linda.

"Do you know her social media address?"

"Of course I know, but he's not the kind of person who's active on social media."

"I didn't ask about it. Active or not is none of my business. Hurry up and send it."

"@ramangga_s."

"Is he handsome?"

In her room, Linda frowned while reading a message from Agam.

"Of course" he replied.

"Would he be able to martial arts like the HGC's main director? Is he rich? Does he speak four foreign languages? Do you love him so much? What are the advantages of him until you fall in love with that man?!"

With no more reply from Linda, Agam stared at the screen with a furious rage. In her room, Linda was asleep.

Agam let out a long sigh, trying to dispel his baldness by closing his eyes. There is another one and a half hours before the Fajr adhan reverberates.

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