Bougenville of Love
14 - Dream of Meeting a Girl.

After bathing and dressing neatly, Angga went outside from his room while carrying his guitar to the kitchen. Why would he bring a guitar to the kitchen? The man also did not know.

In the kitchen, Angga finds Damia cooking there.

"Damia .. " call Angga

"Female, are you done bathing? For a long time, you took a shower like a girl. Though I myself a woman has almost finished cooking after bathing at the same time as you," Damia said

"Forget the shower, let's talk about something else. Why did you tell me to bring a guitar when we were going to eat? What reason?" ask Angga

"I asked you to bring a guitar out of the room. I want you to do something with that guitar, but later. We eat first, after the cooking is cooked. In a moment" Damia replied

Angga did bring a guitar at Damia's request. Just outside the bathroom, the man saw his phone screen on. Once checked, apparently it was an incoming message from Damia.

From: Damia.

Angga when you go out of the room later, please bring a guitar, yes.

Such is the content of text messages from Damia that can not be ignored by Angga. The man immediately followed the request from the beautiful nun like the one in the message.

"What do you want me to do with this guitar? Do I have to sing?" ask Angga

"I told you, that's .. think about it later. The vegetables I cooked were ripe. While I put the vegetables in the bowl, please bring the other food to the dinner table. To make it faster, I beg you for help, yes," Damia said

"You rush me like an impatient man. Or maybe you're the one who's hungry, huh? Just confess," urged Angga

"Are you not wrong? I quickly cooked like this because there was a loud noise coming from someone's stomach. Even now, there might not be a loud sound heard anymore, but I think I have heard the sound of a subtle vibration coming from someone's stomach again. And it's strange that vibration just sounded when you came," Damia said

"Don't keep teasing myself, Damia. This time my stomach did not shake," said Angga who unconsciously held his stomach for fear that it would actually emit a vibratory sound, when in fact it did not.

"alright. You don't want me to get stuck or you don't want to help me, do you?" asked Damia who was now pouring vegetables into a bowl.

"Okay, I'll help. What are you cooking? How can cooking be fast?" ask back Angga

"I just fry fish and make vegetable soup with mushrooms" Damia replied

"What exactly were you cooking and not going to take a shower? How can cooking be fast?" ask Angga again.

"Just boy. Do you smell bad here?" ask Damia

"No. There is only the delicious aroma of cooking and the fragrant aroma of your body. I like it," Angga replied, shrinking his voice after saying no.

..."Don't feel ge'er, Damia. What is meant by Angga is that he likes his cooking that gives off a delicious aroma. Not the other one. So, don't get me wrong," Damia's inner voice that turns out to be able to hear the little voice of Angga who was talking....

Angga helps Damia move the dishes from the kitchen cook table to the dining table and after the beautiful sister brings a bowl of vegetable soup mushrooms tofu, the two eat together.

"Why did you just walk out of the room this afternoon, but ... instead of telling a story?" ask Angga

"Yes, how else? People who listen when I tell stories fall asleep as if my stories were fairy tales before going to sleep. Maybe the way I tell a story is so boring that it saturates you until you finally fall asleep" Damia replied

"Your story is not boring. I just don't know why I suddenly got so sleepy. So, I accidentally fell asleep even though there are still many things I want to know," said Angga

"I know. Maybe it was because you had taken the medicine before, so you felt sleepy" Damia said

..."It wasn't a dream, Angga, but a part of your memory that was lost. Maybe that was one of the times we met. Because you used to think of me as a mute girl and I didn't immediately reveal and explain that I could talk normally. Hence, it used to be only you who always talked," Damia's inner...

"About who was the girl in my dream, huh? Do you know?" ask Angga

"Why are you even asking me? Kan, it's your dream, so I don't know" Damia replied

..."But maybe it wasn't me. Perhaps it was another quiet girl that Angga knew, "inner Damia...

..."Why does Damia suddenly seem to turn into a moody, huh? Is it possible that Damia felt jealous when I told her about me dreaming of another girl besides her? But, when she was jealous, anyway? Damia already has a boyfriend. He can't be jealous and it's just my wishful thinking" Angga's mind...

"By the way, Angga .. You have no indication of an allergy to any food or substance, right?" ask Damia

"There is no, '" answered Angga

"Then, why did your face turn so grim like that?" ask Damia again.

"Masa, anyway? Maybe because I was thinking hard about who the girl in my dream was" answered Angga

"Don't think too hard, what else is forcing to remember something back. Fear your headaches recur again," Damia said

..."No, Damia's not moody anymore. Then he's not jealous because I dream about another girl. Maybe he was even feeling homesick with his girlfriend, "inner Angga...

"If you're alone, do you have an allergy?" ask Angga

"There was. I'm allergic to cherries and sapodilla" Damia said

"really? Then, is that all? There's nothing else?" ask Angga

Damia only gave a small nod in exchange for an answer to the question from Angga.

"Then, Damia .. about you saving me from drowning earlier, did you also give artificial breath to me?" ask Angga

The question from the man almost made Damia who was drinking water choke. If only the beautiful sister did not have good self-control, she might now be coughing.

Damia tries to control her emotions and swallow water well.

..."Why did Angga even ask about that, anyway?" inner Damia who saw Angga looked enthusiastically wanted to hear an answer from him....

"I was just helping you and it was first aid" Damia said

"What I'm asking is, are you giving artificial breath to me? Did you do it?" ask Angga

Damia who had finished eating was immediately tidying up her used cutlery and Angga to be taken to the kitchen. The beautiful sister tried to escape and ignored the question from Angga.

..."Maybe for you it's not important, but if it really happens .. I feel very happy, "inner Angga...

Because Damia had moved away, Angga again became excited and giggled alone because of the pleasure in his heart. Instantly the man forgot about the beautiful sister who was estimated by him already had a girlfriend who worked as a Doctor.

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Seriate.