Falling Into Your Trap
About Taste (Sinar Sight) Part. 2
“Come, Mama's son, Say Hi to Kak Sinar~”
Rays gasp. Her face flushed red when she heard the appellation in the voice of the woman who was now waving her plump black legs with the addition of bright pink on her palm, towards the camera screen. The cat's face looks very unhappy, inversely proportional to the carefree face that the owner gave.
Supposedly, Sinar was used to hearing such things from Hala's lips. However, hearing Hala say herself as Mama for a cat that the woman was the child of her favorite kingpin, made something turbulent in the chest of Sinar. It played a strange role as well in his head, making Sinar secretly curse about how well it sounded in his ears.
Actually, it's a very crucial issue. The light should be ashamed of his thoughts that have crossed the air. Thinking about how it feels to have a whole family with a woman who is now increasingly trying to make her cat - or her child waving to greet her with a face
without sin and looks very happy. This was inversely proportional to Sinar who was experiencing a mental crisis with a cengo face that he realized that his strange face could be seen by Hala so clearly.
The light actually wants to dispel thoughts about such things. After all, she looked so desperate and hopeless, falling head over heels for someone who was the best friend of her own sister. His mind had gone too far, even to further embarrass him, he had not been in a real relationship with the woman that made him fall in love that deep. But whatever the power, he's just a guy with a final two-year head age, two more years passed, he's going to go in three heads. Of course his thoughts about having a domestic and intact domestic life with the woman are in the shadow of his future that he would love to hold.
Just imagine how beautiful it would be if she came home, greeted by a sweet voice that made her opiate and adorned by a wide smile on her female face. Perhaps, giving a welcome hug that he would gladly accept and return the embrace tightly. Perhaps, doing a little more romance stuff that did not dare her voice out loud in her head.
The light shakes with excess energy that is not so needed. Patting both of his cheeks that were getting reddened and hot because the shadow was real in his head. Rays felt dizzy, even he felt a sweaty hair filling his face as big as corn seeds. He looked and sounded like he was out of his mind again. He must be sick, he lamented. He was sure he was sick because right now, his imagination was getting higher and felt real.
His head shouted at him to immediately step on the earth and his image fog-covered ears attempted to expose the voice that was calling out to him in confusion. The light blinked, one, two times before the focus returned. There, Hala's confused face greeted him curiously.
“Kak Sinar? Is your brother okay?” the jolt of anxious voice filled his ears even more clearly this time. Sinar, of course, cursed himself for something he should not have thought of. The light pinched his thigh hard, trying to make him grounded and self-conscious again. He looks like a sad guy who can't control his feelings. How humiliating.
The 28-year-old wore a smile to banish the worry shown openly to him from an expression that could not be hidden. He bit his lower lip to refrain from saying anything reflexively when he felt that Hala's focus was entirely on him. The woman did not even realize that her cat, which she was grooming, had jumped off her lap and meowed loudly as it ran as if she had just come out of the prison that was restraining her.
“Nothing, deck. I aman” He said later with more straightforward.
Goody! She cheered to herself about self-control where her voice did not sound embarrassing.
Hala was seen nodding and sighing when she heard the expected answer.
“Gue thought lo why-why, Kak” The woman snorted before adding, “Finishing expression lo very strange. Fear you kesambet, ‘kan, I can not help at all just through the screen doang” Celotehnya. Hala seemed to justify the position of the camera, making Sinar can clearly see the position of the woman sitting cross-legged on the sofa.
The Eye of Light roamed to admire Hala. He wore a black sweatshirt that looked oversized on his body and comfortable shorts wrapped around his thigh. There was a light green sock that had a picture of a cat's poking foot when he noticed by accident. Hala looked very comfortable, too comfortable to make Sinar re-imagine the things he had to stop at that moment. Lying on the woman's thigh on the soft sofa she was sitting on while hearing whatever story came out of those full red lips.
Like that time -,
“Tuh, ‘kan, really kasambet lo, sis!”
Again, the light blinked. He was caught again this time.
The man nodded suddenly. Hit him hard in the face before him wordlessly and reflexively got up from his position and ran to the bathroom. Wash his face with cold water so that he becomes more aware. Sinar blamed everything on his flu which must have made his brain cells can not work as usual. Although he denied that he had the flu, he would still blame him for it.
Light may be very sick now that he doesn't usually act this crazy. He swore that his self-control was stronger than he could have imagined. But always, surely, Hala was able to tear down that wall just from the blink of his eyes that had no intention behind it.
The point is, Sinar always loses to that woman.
“Wah, really like me”
Hala's loud sound from the speakers left her aghast as she washed her face with the closest towel she could reach. Sinar was lucky because he did not share a hotel room with Wildan, or else he would completely embarrass himself in front of the man.
“Gue call Lisa, yes, sister? I'm really worried that you're stuck. Seriously!”
Rays chuckled when they heard a panicked voice before another panic followed when the woman still had not found it on her camera screen.
“Kak I swear, where are you, anyway? Huh hello? Any people?” he's praggil. A beam could peek at the woman waving her hand at the camera. Her face was so close that her full-on cheeks filled the camera screen that it made her twice as adorable. The light felt him melt inside. “Aduh brother Sinar, do not gini dong. You really don't catch demons, right?”
“Ya is not it, dek” Decided not to muddy the scene and make the woman go crazy than this, Sinar appeared on their face time screen. He could see Hala's pursed lips as the woman moved away from her camera phone which was vibrating due to the not-so-subtle movements.
“That's very worried about me, huh?” She tried to flirt, was the wrong thing then when the round eyes framed with glasses were glaring at her unhappily.
“Ya in your own opinion, how, yes?” He asked with sarcasm. The light could not hold back his amused laughter. His reddened nose from the constant sneezing now fused with the red tinge of his face spreading. He shook his head, again amazed himself by what Hala managed to do to him.
“If you're worried about it the same as me, come dong here, see me directly” He teases, trying to pull the rope of chance and wanting to know if Hala would willingly come to her when she had a big worry for him.
“Kak Sinar” He whined before the grunt was taken out, sounding annoyed which was accompanied by the understanding that he was being played with right now. “Gue knows, you're not home with Lisa right now. How would I meet you if you were in the other city? My real males, I swear” he grumbled. His eyes narrowed to make an intimidating expression that actually fell comically in the eyes of the Rays.
“So much, deck. Eleven twelve lo same Lisa” he commented. Pull the spoon to start filling his stomach that has rung to ask for food.
“Why? don't like?” Hala's voice replied, this time trying to attract the game that has been thrown at him. If only Sinar had not anticipated this, he was sure that he would choke from his own spoon and food.
“Oh gitu” Her voice sounded mocking with a very recognizable tone. Hala joined grinning as a challenge and anticipation, “Have started to dare, huh?”
The smile of light expands with liking. His strength could not even be felt from his own movements as Hala began to laugh out loud from what he somehow felt was a funny thing. The camera moved uncontrollably before the woman caught her breath and placed her camera in a more stable place.
This time Sinar assumed that the woman placed her phone on a table propped up from how the screen displayed her face she was glued to both her folded hands, making the woman unknowingly very adorable. Sinar desperately wanted to pinch his cheek or just shuffle the woman's hair. His hands itched so much that he just gripped the spoon hard.
It took some time for him to be able to return to eating quietly when Hala was just observing him. Examine it closely from how slowly the eyeball moves following its own movements. A cute little smile was present from her hidden lips, on the tap above her arms.
“Why?” Sinar painstakingly asked. He succeeded after letting out a strange hum from his hoarse throat voice. “That's really touching me? If I'm getting the same gemes how?”
Supposedly, his main goal to contact Hala was to sulk about his sneeze that did not stop from a day ago. He should have started to tell dramatically that he was ill and expected attention from the woman. He should have heard the advice and scolding that made his heart beat inappropriately just from how much the woman would feel worried about his presence.
Not this, it was not her who was flirting out of nowhere and was crazed just because Hala was talking to her. In the comfort that Hala gives her, about the woman's unconsciousness will be her seduction which means something -, something, and with how Hala dared to tease her blatantly by looking at her in an eye gaze that she could not decipher in some time that felt like forever.
Is correct. She had already tried to tease the woman, showing how much she felt about Hala. However, the woman was very unconscious. He could not catch all the signals and temptations, and even the real desire that the Light gave him was blatant.
Sometimes Sinar thinks, is he too bad at giving a code about his feelings or is Hala too stupid to catch all the things he does for her? Because, he swore that everyone knew how much Sinar liked him. But why can the woman never take a little of what she does to draw a taste from the woman herself?
Or she's just pretending and she's just-, uh,
“Lo ails”
This time Rays were completely choking between her chews. His eyes bulged in disbelief as he scrambled to find mineral water that could ease the heat in his throat. He coughed, groaning because it felt so excruciating. His eyes were watery, he was sure he was displaying a strange face again, this time it must have been even more laughable.
“Tiba suddenly so?” He snapped unintentionally, showing annoyance at having surprised her like that. However, the woman on the other side just shrugged both of her shoulders and smiled knots at him amusedly. “Padahat I'm again sedain lo but you even ngalihin talk far away, deck. Don't want to be in the same gemesin me or how, nih?” He grumbled unconsciously. Clucked as he chugged his drink again.
Hala giggled amusedly, sounding so unperturbed by the clasping and humorless scolding of Sinar himself.
“Lo has often said that you gemes same me, Brother. Nothing new to me was Denger” Hala's voice sounded like she was singing, teasing her intentionally as the woman chose to tie her gently falling hair between her fingers. The light involuntarily, followed the movement closely.
“But,” Sinar took his breath which he almost forgot before choosing to look the other way. He did not want to be tempted to start reflexively spewing out words that he would regret later and make them both awkward. Maybe it's just him, because Sinar believes Hala will ignore him and not really understand the things that make Sinar lose his sanity.
“Why do you suddenly blang if I am sick?” he completes his question when he unknowingly takes a glass filled with lime juice which now feels more lukewarm.
“Because you are sick” Hala smiled small. His cat suddenly jumped towards him and licked his cheek without being able to get up to him. There was an amused laughter present before Hala moved to grab her cat in a hug and kiss the cat's head which now strangely looks spoiled. “Witness in me, kak” Excited later without seeing it. “Do not think I can not see your red nose and how you chat with me today”
When Hala raised her head to look towards the camera screen, Sinar felt Hala staring at her, piercing through the screen and even herself. He was flabbergasted by things he had never imagined before. Her lips were open and closed as if she wanted to say something, yet she did not find it and felt like a fool all of a sudden.
“Sok knows, lo” suddenly he spewed a word that made him sound sensi. Memories of that day reappeared in his head and he felt his breathing falter again because, of course. Hala who was now speaking was the same Hala at that time. It made him feel so small and helpless.
“Gue has a way, you know, Kak” There is a sound that sounds like a grin. The light glared with dislike on the screen. It looks like a child who is complaining and experiencing a real distrust of the lies that must be being thrown.
The light looked back at the woman younger than him. Her face was still as adorable as ever, her smile looking even more cunning than usual. He sounded the same as that day. The day she grabbed the woman's body as her backrest as her tears pierced and a hiccup turned into a roar.
“Hala.”
The connection was silent for most of the time before there was an amused snort from the woman which was then offset by a jarring satisfied laugh. The woman laughed like there was no tomorrow as she rolled on the floor with her arms wrapped around her stomach and as she sat back to reveal herself in the camera, her eyes opened, the teary-glass where tears threaten to plunge freely across his face. She was enjoying her life when Sinar was struggling with himself.
“Kak swear, yes. Why are you so serious? You have to see your own face earlier, Yaampun!” His laughter was blaring again.
The light sighed, feeling toyed with, yet did not make him angry for it. The light just felt, I don't know, he just felt weird. Can't explain it well. But his palm had already been raised to rub the beating part of his heart, and almost, he almost felt a different throb from the throb.
“Oath yes, lo, dek” He whispered, still trying to calm himself.
“Sorry, sorry” he muttered sorry. Rubbed his watery eyes before neutralizing his hunting breath. A wide smile was plastered markedly on his face and that was what made Sinar again feel warm and calm.
“Do not make me hang and think that you are psychic, yes” he threatens with playfulness. Enjoy the conversation that began to lift more lightly this time.
“hehe” she chuckles funny. “But I know you are really sick, you know, Kak” the index finger of the woman was swayed in front of the camera. His chuckle was cute and there was a wink he gave to Sinar. The man held his breath for a moment before shaking with the timid grin he held.
Flu effects. He's sure.
“Masa? From where?”
“Lisa was chatting me. He said he finished speaking after saying yesterday” His lower lip was funny before being pulled back and became a thin line in a concerned smile as he shook his head unimpressedly. The light grimaced hearing it.
“He also said that you would contact me. He said you were sick and wanted to be spoiled the same I” Hala sneered when he revealed the last sentence. The light laughed out loud, not out of thought with the work of Lisa who would contact Hala and divulge their conversation to the woman he assessed.
His sister was indeed very unique and he did not know to be proud or embarrassed by that unfiltered straightforwardness.
He had just wanted to dodge when he suddenly chose silence. His lips did not want to move to say abandonment or abandonment, but then, when he felt more confident, the Light gave a wide grin.
The opportunity!
Things he won't miss. Sure oes.
“If it's real, how? Can you help me who is sick?”
The shooting of a bomb. He was unsure about Hala's good decision. She was a little shy for most things. So, despite the opportunity, he only hoped for a hint of a miracle that sided with him. Also, not expecting so much.
The ray watched Hala who this time frowned before raising both of his eyebrows with a pleased and unperturbed look.
“Emang how to do?”
“Hah?”
The ear is not disturbed. He actually heard very well. However, he simply could not to not reflexively speak. Rather surprised.
“How do I manage lo if you are alone again in the opposite city, sis?”
Hala will truly be his death someday. Didn't the woman know that there was a wolf who was grinning widely plastered clearly on the face of Sinar at that time?
“Lo serious?” He asked to be sure. The light restrained himself from going crazy right then and there.
“Serious me. Let's quickly say how?”
The rays of giggling are like a love drunk teenager. He took a deep breath before channeling his re-started mode wits.
“Because you are not near me now, you can nemenin I sleep and later, if I have gone home, lo the same way I both doang. How's it? Deal?”
Sinar Adibima Cakrawijaya; 28-year-old entrepreneur, brilliant in terms of taking many advantages in one small opportunity.
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“Do not hold.”
The voice gently caressed. His closed eyes could not be forced to open. It is too heavy to just display the net of the goods for a second. Also, if she opened, she was not sure that the hot water behind her petals would not have broken that second either.
His body that was shaking violently was still trying to press down. The man is still trying to show that he is okay. However, the palm cupping his face made him unable to hold back any more. The intense tremors from his body began to lose control. His breathing which he tried to keep neutral was now out in and out of order.
One touch demanded it mess it up. His breath began to hunt. He reaches, fumbles to find a grip. One other strong soft hand reached for his hand. The man almost rebelled even though he was the one in need.
“Do not hold. Eject everything. Crying, it's okay. Please”
That voice again. The light felt himself stirring. It might reveal something that she absolutely could not hear in her own ears.
“Nothing. Come, release. Don't hold”
Again, the voice told him not to hold back his feelings. He's lost. Everything was black and grey for him. Everything made his head hurt, he would stand up when his body was suddenly held firmly.
“Hei” the voice called him. “Nothing. You can cry” someone said the same thing. There was a soft pat on his head accompanied by a swipe that made his voice sound like a whimper. “Capek, yes? Heavy weight?” again and again, the voice was like scraping through all pent-up feelings. Tiredness, stress and frustration as if pulled to just be evaporated by the big waves that roll. Urged to get him out.
“Come,” again. “Take everything out. Lo not alone” again and again.”I'm here, I'll hold Lo. Come on, let's be relieved. Let Lo relieved”
Sniffle ray. He still grabbed with his eyes closed. But the one who now held it tightly remained in its place. There was a moment of hesitation before at last a breath of Rays seemed to come out from his lungs as he felt embraced with a new tenderness that finally managed to make himself kneel down without being able to support his body anymore.
In the embrace he gave the figure, he sought a little warmth as he stuffed his head into the recess of his support neck. His hands were tightly coiled on a small, warm back, and Sinar did not know when in the end the roar came out. The shattering pain groan was channeled with a soothing subtle pat on his back.
The wind howled as his knees touched the hard floor. Making the two of them sit down, falling to their knees on top of that hard field. He should have been left behind when he brought the person in his arms down on his knees, yet that person remained.
His pats on his back remained as long as the pain and fatigue he had put on the night wind and the quiet space without a single eye trying to peek.
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...About Taste (Sinar Sight) Part. 2 - End...
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