Bare With Bastard

Bare With Bastard
Dining together.


Ayaz got up and headed for the exit, as well as Yaren who felt the movement of Ayaz, he followed up afraid that Ayaz would leave him.


Ceklek, the door is open.


A man with a tattoo on his neck gave one large black plastic bag that Yaren did not know what it contained.


"Who?" ask the tattooed man to Ayaz.


Ayaz did not reply, only that his gaze turned into dislike.


"Be careful!" said the man again, patting Ayaz on the shoulder many times. "You still keep it, right?"


Ayaz nodded, now Yaren could conclude that Ayaz was a minimally expressionless human.


After that the door was closed then Ayaz passed by carrying the black plastic into the kitchen.


Yaren followed, the woman wanted to know what was in the black plastic bag.


"What's wrong?" ayaz asked, realizing that Yaren was following her, Ayaz asked her the only time she needed something.


"No, um do you have any food, or at least some groceries? I'm hungry!" yaren said he reasoned, actually Yaren is not completely lying, she is hungry at this time, from last night the woman did not eat at all, this morning and then it was very fast day already noon, he said, his stomach was already wrapped around asking to be filled.


"Sit down!" Ayaz's Word.


Yaren said, seeing Ayaz who looked busy, Yaren was so curious what the contents of the plastic bag were.


"Eat this first to prop up your stomach!" said Ayaz, he gave some apples and pears that he had cut into pieces.


Attention, when did he do it? It turns out that even though she is cute she can be sweet too.


"Thank you Ayaz." said Yaren.


Yaren enjoyed the fruit that Ayaz provided, sweet as the person who gave it, if you see the perfect sculpture of Ayaz's face, Yaren could not say if in fact he admires.


But unfortunately Ayaz always raised a hostile gaze with him.


"Where's the plan going after this?" asked Ayaz on the sidelines of Yaren eating the fruit, the woman looked hungry.


"No idea!" brief Yaren.


"Haahh," Ayaz sighed, she did not want to accommodate Yaren, if it could be enough for one day, tomorrow Yaren had to leave her house, "You can't live here!"


Yaren stopped her chewing, was she being expelled. Oh God his life changed in an instant because of defying the old man.


"Ayaz, you got no money?" asked Yaren after some consideration.


Ayaz wrinkled his forehead, why suddenly nanyain money?


"Gue doesn't have it!" answer Ayaz.


Yaren looked lethargic, wanted to ask more about who Ayaz was but he was afraid not to be said to be pretentious and take care of, but the youth before him had no money, but he had no money, how he buys gasoline or something, what he doesn't buy food, what he actually does, so many questions that Yaren wants to ask.


Did he deliberately say he had no money for fear of borrowing me, but if he had I could sell him my phone, what if he kicked me out?


"Ayaz, can you hold me? I was too afraid to go home, after all if my Papa was really serious about withholding all my facilities, I couldn't do anything about it!" yaren groaned.


"Ayaz, I beg you!" kekeh Yaren's.


Ayaz turned to Yaren, he saw the eyes of the woman who had glazed over, he was also the son of the opposition until it ended like this, but the case was different with Yaren.


"Lo think about how you live, for today until tomorrow you can stay here, but after that you already know where you are going?" speaking coldly Ayaz, the man got up and left Yaren.


Yaren gasped for two days, not knowing what she was going to decide.


Dusk came for the evening, Yaren felt a chill in her body, she searched for Ayaz's whereabouts throughout the room as well as around the house, but Ayaz did not appear, surprisingly, Ayaz's motorbike was still parked neatly on the back porch of his house.


Yaren turned on the torch she met in the yard, brought inside for lighting, not knowing where Ayaz had gone, did not know the man that Yaren had been very scared, even though he was inside the house, he was alone in the forest.


Hugging her knees, Yaren's tears could no longer be held, she cried sobbing, so much so that Ayaz treated her.


I am a stranger to him, but can't he treat me like a fellow human being, leaving me alone here, how can there be a human being as good as him.


Yaren was still grumbling in her heart, accompanied only by the illumination of the torchlight the woman was smoothly lamenting her fate.


His body shook, his eyes did not stop crying, Yaren was very frightened.


A few minutes later, Yaren was surprised that suddenly the house turned bright, she immediately circulated her gaze, Ayaz standing near the kitchen without sin.


Yaren, who was still filled with fear, spontaneously stepped towards Ayaz and immediately hugged the man.


"Where are you going? I'm afraid to be alone!" yaren.


Ayaz flinched, Yaren did not lie, visible from her puffy eyes and still shaking hands holding it, Ayaz admitted maybe Yaren was very scared.


Gently Ayaz led Yaren to the chair, giving Yaren a glass of water to calm down even though she was still as hot as ever.


Because looking at Yaren who seemed to have difficulty holding the glass, finally Ayaz holding the glass helped Yaren drink.


Yaren warms up, rightly guessed, Ayaz can still be sweet.


"Where have you been?" yaren asked after she neutralized her heart.


Ayaz could not answer, the man diverted the conversation by serving food that Yaren herself did not know where Ayaz got it from.


"Where is this food from?" yaren asked, Ayaz was so enigmatic, she could not imagine what kind of life Ayaz lived normally.


"Have eaten, don't be fussy!" sahut Ayaz's.


"Ayaz, but I want to know! Why is it as if you have so much to hide?" ask Yaren.


Ayaz did not respond, he chose to take the plate and spoon the food, whatever if Yaren wants to eat or not, the most important thing for tonight is that he has filled the stomach.


Yaren who saw no response from Ayaz also chose to eat, from last night she did not meet rice, this afternoon she only stuck her stomach with fruit, the opportunity did not come twice, he said, no matter where this food comes from, the most important thing is that the stomach is filled.


Ayaz smiled in between the chews, looking at Yaren who was so voraciously eating her food, because it was actually food cooked by Ayaz himself.


Seriate...