Bucin Police
Episode 52

Slowly I pulled out the door that had been closed perfectly. A moment of subduing his gaze to condition the taboo of the tambourine inside the chest. Tame it by providing fresh oxygen so that it can be invited to compromise for a while.

As I looked up, I saw a woman still sitting obediently in her chair. Lean on the face of the table, and fold both arms over the head. Is he still okay?

Oh, Love ...!

It felt like I wanted to embrace his limp body, which may have been caught off guard by various sickening questions throughout the examination of the members. But that desire is only in the depths of my heart. Because the truth is that woman is not the Rona I adore.

Still I watched from a distance, he did not even want to raise his head, although he was well aware that someone was entering this room to meet him.

I added a step towards a rectangular table measuring about 2x1 meters, if not mistakenly guessed. Reached the corner of the table, then turned around so that my position was behind him, who was sitting on the chair, right at the end there.

I don't want to look him in the face if I start making noises, because I can't afford to look him in the face.

Asked why?

Because the weak point of my heart is in its charm that never dies despite the disaster. A heart disaster that can squeeze all my ribs, causing a feeling of tightness that is very painful pressing on the chest.

"Maybe I'm not entitled to any explanation. But I need that explanation." Installing a half-sitting position on the corner of the table. I could no longer hold back my curiosity for too long. Imprisoning him for four years in the bay of longing, is not a pleasant thing for me, actually.

Rona was still voiceless, but I could hear a small movement of her body that caused a friction sound between her hand and the table. I think .. he's moving to hold his head up.

"All the stories that you consider representations of love are all mere nonsense! Hahahaha ..." her cheers went with a loud laugh. "Have I ever said that?" after the laughter ended perfectly.

I'm still digesting the sentence. Trying to understand where the conversation is going.

"I never once said that I love you, Huda!" suffocate him with a roar of breath and burning emotions. It looks like he's trying to peel away all his secrets through the second drama.

"I never loved you, did you hear that?!"

BRAAAC

When I heard his last sentence, I couldn't bear to not break the table. The look of the gamang dyed with the arrow of longing is now still clearly visible in the eye. Rona who was once aghast, now even returned my righteous gaze that might also penetrate his defense.

Without saying a word, my feet seemed interested in approaching him. It eroded the distance that had separated the two of us. A similar look is still on both of his eyes. Lower my body slightly and nail one hand on the table.

The two netra that had not been in sight for a long time, were now looking at me fixedly in a makeshift distance. So close, that his warm breath was able to hit my face which was still staring at him with a similar gaze. Without requiring her official permission, my face drew closer and landed a small kiss on the corner of her lips.

He did not give a refusal, let alone push my body to the upside down, but I could feel his body stiffening, then closed both eyes. I pulled my lips from her, then looked back at her carefully. "Tell me again, if you really don't love me!'