Bare With Bastard
Ayaz's Story.
"You!" pekik Yaren could not believe it.
How could he be in Ayaz's room when he woke up this morning? As he remembered he still survived last night in that wooden chair.
Despite the many horror sounds that disturbed his eardrums, Yaren still tried to stay even longer, closing his eyes even though it was difficult.
Ayaz looked relaxed, he got off the small bed that only fit for two people, even if forced.
They slept hugging each other, and it made Yaren ashamed once she woke up and realized.
Ayaz took the water on the nightstand, downed it, then passed it to the bathroom.
Yaren held onto her chest, neutralizing her heart rhythm, what happened why could it be like that, trying to guess, did Ayaz really move her into the room?
Not wanting to dissolve in anger because this self is just hitchhiking, Yaren began to clean the bedroom Ayaz, the room is not too spacious it is short just easy to clean.
Ayaz entered the room when Yaren was done, the man smiled, well at least even though the man had a minimal expression but could still show a variety of body language, if angry yes serem if the mood is cool again will probably smile sweet like this, uh indirectly Yaren turned out to pay attention to Ayaz.
"It's good to know yourself!" said Ayaz with a smirk, he praised Yaren who cleaned his room and dropped him.
Oh my God, I took my mind!
"Why?" ask Ayaz.
"It's okay? Ayaz, can I ask you a favor?" ask Yaren.
"Hmmm!"
What does hemmm mean?
Yaren was still waiting, for him Ayaz's answer was less than satisfactory.
"What do you want?" ayaz asked after a moment of silence.
"I... Can I borrow your shirt? I can't wear the same clothes from yesterday!" ask Yaren carefully.
The corner of Ayaz's lips was attracted, the basic lady just troubled her thinking.
Then take one shirt from the closet, but for subordinates himself confused how, Ayaz pants will not be strong for the slim waist Yaren.
Ayaz glanced at the woman before him, scanning from head to toe, Yaren was actually pretty, and Ayaz was not sure she could endure the temptation, she said, last night, she secretly took Yaren to her bed when she fell asleep.
At once his heart melted, "I don't have any pants, only that boxer is short, if you want you can wear it?" tawar Ayaz, he did not have the heart, Yaren looked uncomfortable.
"Eemm, it doesn't matter, do you have any laundry soap, do I want to wash my clothes?" ask Yaren again.
"There's in the bathroom!" answer Ayaz.
"Thank you!" yaren said, he took the T-shirt in Ayaz's hand, wanted to go out of the bathroom to take a shower.
"Yaren!" call Ayaz.
Yaren stopped walking, "Yes!"
"Here's pants!" Ayas gives one boxer pants for Yaren to wear.
"Ah yes, thank you!" nervous Yaren, Ayaz is handsome, what else if he is smiling.
Ayaz shook her head slowly, she seemed strange last night when she was near Yaren, although the girl was fast asleep but Ayaz could fall asleep easily when she was near Yaren.
That was also the reason why he seemed to be able to accept Yaren's presence.
If Yaren sleeps with her tonight and in fact she can sleep well again, then let Yaren stay with her, after all the woman has also been dumped by her family thought Ayaz.
For a moment Ayaz forgot, if every day even every second of his safety was at stake, that was the reason why he could not accept the presence of Yaren yesterday, but today he forgot it, that is, momentarily lulled because Yaren could tame her insomnia.
"Ayaz.." exclaimed Yaren from the bathroom.
Ayaz's gasps towards the source of the sound, afraid that something might happen to Yaren.
"Why?" tanyakanya.
"I heard someone else's voice from the bathroom, I was scared!" yaren.
Ayaz sighed slowly, it was just that.
"Bring it right, I'm here!" said Ayaz, then the man sat in the dining chair waiting for Yaren to finish bathing.
Ayaz seemed to think, if it was better for him to come out after this, but he could not possibly take Yaren with him.
Ceklek, the bathroom door is opened, Yaren looks seductive from the appearance, wearing a loose Ayaz shirt, and boxer pants that can not cover her smooth thighs, Yaren looked uncomfortable but wanted how else, than she did not change clothes.
Yaren came out through the back door, she was about to dry clothes, but how she did not know.
"Yaz!" call again.
"Yes!" sahut Ayaz immediately when regardless of his daydream about Yaren. The man replied from inside the house, not intending to go to Yaren.
"I want to dry my clothes, where do you usually hang my clothes?" ask Yaren.
With Ayaz forced to go to the backyard, he took a clothes hanger and gave it to Yaren. "Here, you hang it here!" point Ayaz at a clothesline.
"Thank you!" yaren said, smiling.
It was still morning, Ayaz glanced at her rolex, at 06:22, she would arrange a plan if she wanted to travel but Yaren remained safe with her.
In a beautiful house, though,
"I don't want to know, kill the kid, the kid will just be a hindrance to me getting everything." The scream echoed throughout the room, that night he almost killed his stepson who he described as an illegitimate child, but a car took his stepson away and unfortunately his fugitive had to be released.
"Pa, Papa must be resolute dong, how many times have you lost track of Ayaz, if like this we will lose everything." a woman with thick makeup stroking his arm, affectionate, the woman was afraid of getting nothing if Ayaz managed to seize her husband's company.
Seven years ago, when Ayaz was twenty-one, when his mother's inheritance would completely fall into his hands as the sole heir, Ayaz was blinded.
Ayaz thought everything happened because of an accident, but it turns out that behind it all there are greedy humans who play a role.
All that happened to him was his stepfather, after which Ayaz was exiled to a remote village with close supervision, Ayaz knew that because when he was declared blind, he could be more sensitive to movement, he was more sensitive, his ears became sharper and trained, so that the clattering of one's steps even as slow as anything, Ayaz could tell.
But Ayaz was lucky at that time, because there was one of his stepfather's men who betrayed. His name was Sam, the young man who would have been the same age as Ayaz was secretly treating Ayaz's eyes in the traditional way while in exile, it would have taken at least a year for Ayaz to recover, luckily no one was suspicious when Sam how many times he had secretly brought in elders in the village to treat Ayaz's eyes.
But the grievous thing must be felt, when Sam's help against him was known by the guards who guarded him, Sam was taken to the city, as much as Ayaz heard his guardian angel was to be judged, he said, and at that time he no longer knew where Sam was after him.
Ayaz escaped from exile, his life was hanging like a tramp, he could not go to the city, because it was the same as giving up. Ayaz sneaks in on a freight truck, going where it's taking him away, but at least he can get away from the village.
But without Ayaz knowing it turns out that the truck carrying at least tens of kilos of marijuana and methamphetamine are wrapped neatly on one of the boxes containing bottled drinks.
Seriate...