Duda But Perjaka
Chapter 22

A confused look mixed with shock was now cast by Chaca, as she circulated her gaze. All eyes were on him.

He immediately nodded while biting his lower lip. But the words of Mother again made him look up with sparkling eyes.

"Of course you can, honey. The door of this house is always wide open for anyone. Including Chaca."

A big smile spread across his lips, "Right, Bun?" ask him again in disbelief.

Mother replied with a nod. Chaca was also cheering happily. He thanked her and continued to eat excitedly.

Gandhi shook his head with a smile, astonished by Chaca's childlike behavior.

"Where do you sleep, Bun? All rooms are full?" santi pursed her lips.

Chaca turned her eyes to the girl of her age. From the beginning he felt the war on the girl.

"At Mother's room only," said Mother before Chaca increasingly disappointed.

As a result, Santi can only be upset. The food was just stirred up without any interest to spend it.

Gandhi raised his chin, looking at the Mother along with the bead of the eyes of the Mother who was staring at him. The man raised both his eyebrows as if asking what was the matter? But Mother just sniffed her shoulders.

After dinner, all the children gathered in the living room. A very large room with no chairs or tables. Just a mat as the base.

They sat in a circle with books and other stationery in front of him. Focus on each other's lessons. There are still SD, SMP and there is also SMA.

Chaca enthusiastically watched them one by one. He did not even hesitate to help the children of the home to do their tasks.

His brain that was indeed diluted from a small age did not make it difficult. Even occasionally while joking makes all children enjoy their learning process.

"Cha, sit in front of yuk" Gandhi asked after he finished his new post as a private tutor.

"Don't go to night, Mother goes to sleep first" Mother timpal was about to go to her room.

Their steps stopped and then turned around. "Okay Mommy" said Chaca wrapped her index finger and thumb with a cheerful smile.

As they walked forward again, Gandhi invited him to sit in a long chair made of wood. In front of him were many fresh flowers blooming.

The scent of the flower gushed into the noses of the two. Make anyone's soul relax there. Chaca leaned her head, looking up with her eyes closed. Then take a long breath.

"Great boy here," said Chaca still closed.

Gandhi turned his body facing right at Chaca. He saw the perfect image of God in his eyes. Narrow eyes, small and pointed nose, thin lips. I really want him to kiss those lips.

"I didn't think we'd be reunited after all this time" Gandhi said.

Chaca blinked her eyes. "Gue too, Om." His first glance was Gandhi's handsome face that was very close under the dim moonlight.

His gaze clashed, for a moment he was stunned. His eyes softened. The heart decub both pounded violently, thrashing like they were about to jump out. Gandhi's body was pushed forward.

Out of nowhere, he suddenly stuck his lips on Chaca's lips. The two closed their eyes, warm breaths clashing.

Chaca opened her mouth slightly, until Gandhi deepened his kiss. His hand grabbed Chaca's nape.

That night, a black sky with a sparkle of stars became a witness in which two people expressed their feelings without being accompanied by a strand of words.

For a long time, Gandhi let go of his kiss. Holding one of Chaca's cheeks, her forehead was still stuck together. Their breathing is irregular.

"Cha, I love you" Gandhi said, like running a marathon.

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