Love Mas Cousin
Amazement

After confirming the surprise he had prepared, Bassta was calm and after waiting thirty minutes, finally the figure he was waiting for appeared. Jema, with a black tunic above her knees, wears a hat and a mask to avoid the gazes of those who recognize her. Indeed, Jema is not yet ready to announce to the world his relationship with Bassta. He is still under a contract that makes him have to postpone his desire to be able to marry Bassta in the near future. And for next year, he wants his wedding to take place that year.

“That's it,” said Sally, she pointed with her tail.

Jema smiled, her eyes festering at Bassta who was waiting with that happy look on her face. Bassta's hands were tied back, Jema could already guess that surely Bassta was hiding a surprise for him behind his back. Expensive bags, watches, shoes, or what? Jema tried to guess it very hard while taking a quick step.

“Uuuuh, Jem.” Bassta flinched as Jema spat her in her arms, tightly, drawing attention all around.

“I miss very much you.” Jema tightens the embrace, she giggles and Bassta replies.

“Me too,” said Bassta, he landed also a sweet kiss on Jema's forehead.

Jema immediately blushed, a hug came off, Bassta stretched out her hand now. He who was holding a bouquet of roses for his lover with a smile that expands perfectly.

Jema was silent, accepting with a small smile.

“Thank you,” said Jema and Bassta nodded.

“There's something I've prepared for you, Jem.” Bassta smiled and Jema was so enthusiastic to hear it.

“What is it, Bass?” Jema said while embracing Bassta's arm.

“It's a surprise and will be a secret until you see it for yourself,” said Bassta and Jema chuckled.

Jema turned to Sally, hinting to leave the airport immediately. They also quickly slide into Jema's apartment.

***

Arriving at the apartment. Jema's eyes sparkled to see his apartment decorated in such a way. Balloons are white and red, a large birthday cake on a table that is placed so thoroughly. Not to mention the fragrant aroma of fruits that Jema liked so much made the woman more stunned to see it. It was a surprise birthday for him from Bassta, even though Jema's birthday was already missed a month ago.

“Bass.” The jema who was being embraced by Bassta turned his head, widening his smile. “What is this? You made this all for me?” He's very happy.

Bassta nodded gently.

“Happy birthday, Jem,” said Bassta and Jema instantly kissed her lips at a glance.

Sally and some of the people around them were cheering with excitement. Bassta looked timidly at what Jema was doing. Be brave when there are others especially when lonely.

“Neither, this as an apology also because of your birthday time. I can't come to make it,” said Bassta and Jema clasped his hands tightly, Bassta replied then they approached the three-tiered cake. Sally gave a lighter, Bassta lit a candle and they all celebrated Jema's birthday so cheerfully.

Speaking of gifts, Bassta had also prepared them. He intends to give it to Jema later when they stay together. Bassta wanted to be free, without being bothered by Sally and the others.

Bassta is happy but not with Larisa in a different place..

***

It's late, Larisa's not home yet. Asih has been pacing on the porch of the house, waiting for his female employer who had gone nowhere. Pamitnya want to buy something to the minimarket but all day until this night Larisa never return.

The worried Asih finally decided to call Bassta who also went out of nowhere. However, the call from him there was no answer to the extent that Asih had to send a message containing a complaint. Asih hopes Bassta goes straight home and looks for where Larisa is.

What Asih saw from Larisa before leaving was that Larisa was so chaotic, sad and upset. Asked what had happened to her, Larisa did not reply, only giving a faint smile in return.

At Larisa's place, she was sitting on the stairs of a garden. Pinching the plastic bag containing the food he had just bought, looked delicious, was still warm but when he remembered that Bassta was enjoying his time with another woman.

His eyes were so swollen and sore, today I don't know how many tears he shed.

“Hmmm,” squeals Larisa as her legs are touched by something that makes her careless. As he looked down, it was a cat, writhing spoiled on his calf.

Larisa was silent, observing, the cat looked up and stared then sniffed at the plastic bag she was carrying. Comforted by the cute behavior of the cat, Larisa also smiled, a thin smile.

“Eat a lot,” said Larisa, giving two samosas containing chicken meat suwiran also vegetables.

Now he was silent, watching the cat so voraciously enjoying the food he gave.

Seriously, Larisa returned to daydreaming, her thoughts filled with things that made her stress. From far away, a car stopped, the glass dropped and from inside the driver watched Larisa with squeaking eyes.

“What is Larisa?” he said he was Hanung who had just come home from work. “Why are the nights she's here?” he said again then interrupted around where Larisa was silent, even at a glance Hanung did not find the figure of Bassta.

“That's right that he's really alone,” said Hanung anxiously.

Hanung got out of his car, walked slowly then came to a halt and observed Larisa well. How seriously the woman was watching the cat eat to the point of not realizing the presence of the man not far from her.

Hanung smiled at what Larisa was doing, continuing to pay attention with great admiration.