Love Mas Cousin
Resolute Smile

Hanung walked back, his shoes stepped on a bottle of drink and made a sound that shocked Larisa.

Larisa flinched, stood up then twisted the body. But when he saw Hanung, his feelings suddenly relieved, he thought that the one who approached him was a bad person.

“Mas Hanung.” Larisa kept staring.

“What are you doing here? Night-night.” Hanung came back closer, right now the two were facing each other and staring at each other.

“Anu—“ Larisa confused, quickly take a look.

Hanung's forehead shriveled as he watched Larisa's two eyes. He leaned his body slightly and made Larisa reflex to retreat away.

“You after crying, Larisa?” hanung and Larisa asked, refuting. “That's obvious from the puffy and look in your sad-looking eyes. Any problem? Who are you here with? It's nine o'clock.” Hanung spoke while exposing the clock on his left wrist.

“Mas Hanung himself why here?” Larisa avoids Hanung's question by throwing questions back.

Hanung smiled faintly.

“I just happened to pass by. You haven't answered my question.”

Larisa took a deep breath, she finished her hair back. He could not avoid Hanung now. Obviously the man wouldn't let go on a night this late.

Larisa looked back, already managing to find a reason that seemed to fit Hanung's question.

“Again search for food but kepingin streets too. It's another break, emmm Larisa first yes, Mas.” After answering, he stepped past Hanung but Hanung pulled his elbow. Larisa immediately turned her head cynically, Hanung was quick to let go..

“Sorry but it seems like the answer you made is not enough to make me believe. I'm sure you have a problem, and you wish you could go home alone at this hour? What's up?” said Hanung and Larisa also glanced at the highway, crowded but for public transportation to his residence living very difficult he got.

“Let me drive home,” take Hanung and Larisa just staring.

“You're scared, Larisa?” said Hanung back. “I am a friend and co-worker of Bassta. We also know long enough, come on, could be Bassta again nyariin you now.”

Hanung directs his hand at the parked car, he steps first but Larisa remains frozen in place. After five steps, Hanung who felt no movement behind his back turned his head. Sure enough, Larisa did not follow in her footsteps.

“Come,” exclaimed Hanung and Larisa biting her lower lip in pain.

Larisa hesitates but she has no other choice. Finally, Larisa stepped closer until she and Hanung aligned. The two walked together without asking each other.

Hanung opened the car door, letting Larisa in and the woman thanked him and entered.

The car drove away from the area, Larisa lowered her head in silence and Hanung drove while occasionally glancing at Larisa next to her.

***  

Bassta and Jema were left alone. The two are hugging each other on the sofa, channeling the longing gelenyar that can no longer be dammed.

“When do you want to take me home, Bass? I miss Aunt Novia,” said Jema and Bassta relaxed her embrace.

Jema's request in her difficult situation was something she couldn't possibly realize.

“What Aunt Novia often ask me to be with you?” ask Jema while raising his head.

Bassta nodded small.

“Mama must also miss you. Later if I am not busy, I will take you to home.”

Jema shook his head weakly then said, “Actually alone as well I can, Bass.”

“Eh jangaaan!” timpal Bassta quickly, panic was etched on his face now.

“Looh, why? Usually, our relationship is serious, right, Bass?” jema said, hesitating because Bassta's response is so different now. Jema keeps looking into the man's eyes, “Or because we are far apart, you are getting bored? Who is the woman who dares to shift my position in your heart, Bass.”

Jema's hand swung, stroking the chest of her lover's field.

Bassta immediately caught Jema's hand to stop.

“What are you talking about, Jema? Turning away from you is something I cannot do. Only you can give me comfort and happiness too,” he said seriously.

Jema let out a sigh, releasing her embrace also distanced herself.

“I feel you say that to cover something,” he said with a look of annoyed face, his hand he folds in front of his chest.

Bassta immediately persuaded by hugging. Kissing and combing her beautiful lover's hair with tenderness.

“Stop being suspicious because I'm not comfortable if you are.”

Jema immediately turned his head, the two of them staring at each other in silence.

“I'm serious with you, that intention has never changed in the past.” Bassta spoke again, so that Jema was more confident, he held Jema's hand tightly and Jema felt that what Bassta said was honesty.

It would be foolish for him to have Bassta fight when they had just met again.

Jema smiled and Bassta closed her forehead.

Not long ago Bassta's lips poked on her lover's lips, on the table her cell phone kept on burning, ruining her focus on making out.

Jema opened her eyes, Bassta moved away and grabbed her phone.

Bassta's folded forehead reading the message from Asih also saw a row of calls that he hadn't picked up since the afternoon from his house assistant. Bassta fell silent, sticking the top of her phone to her lips. Where is Larisa? Why did the woman make up for the time when she and Jema wanted to spend time together.

“I was wrong for being kind to you a little bit, you took advantage of that instead. Obviously you purposely went from home to bother me, the culprit of the problem.”

Bassta spoke very slowly, Jema who realized the irritation on Bassta's face immediately got up and approached. Bassta gasped, as soon as she put her phone in her pants pocket.

“There's a problem? Your face is very tense,” said Jema.

Bassta nodded.

“Slightly,” said the man with a word of gleaming emotion.

“Don't tell me you want to go. Stay with me here, Bass.” Jema pleaded and Bassta immediately looked confused.

“Tomorrow we go,” says Bassta and Jema do not want. “I have to go now, huh?” Bassta embraces Jema's waist.

Jema continued to frown and Bassta all-out persuaded him. In Bassta's heart, he vowed that he would make calculations with Larisa.

Finally, after being promised to be invited to shop tomorrow, Jema also wanted to release Bassta's departure.

Bassta finally left the Jema Apartment. However, Jema only pretends to allow it, he remains annoyed and irritated until finally pushing the table where his birthday cake from Bassta instantly falls to the floor.

He roared so badly. And whatever makes Bassta willing to leave him, Jema will find out about it.

***

On the way, Bassta stops for forgetting something, she has not given a gift to Jema.

“Sial!” upset ass. He reached into the pocket of his jacket but the gift he had kept there suddenly vanished out of nowhere.

Bassta panicked, looking in the drawer but nothing, in the bag was the same.

Kalut, Bassta gas-fired, drive wild.

While at his residence, Larisa and Hanung had already arrived. They came out at the same time. Hanung is silent, looks at the house and Asih from inside the house is relieved to see Larisa is fine, but why with Hanung? Where did they go this late?

“Thank you, Mas.” Larisa spoke slowly.

“Sama-sama. Bassta today did not come to the office, she also does not seem to be at home.” Hanung spoke like that because he did not see Bassta's vehicle.

Larisa also glanced and sighed because her husband had not come home yet. During that time spent with her lover until she forgot to go home?

Larisa lowered her head, her lips quivering, she felt so anxious to cry again but she held back.

“Larisa,” call Hanung and Larisa raise her face.

“One more time thank you, yes, Mas. I'm in first.” Larisa said, Hanung actually wanted to ask various questions that stuck but he also could not possibly force.

“Oh, yes.” Hanung smiled faintly.

Larisa steps but stops when the sound of Bassta's car is heard, coupled with a spotlight that highlights them both, making a glare.

Hanung and Larisa stared at each other for a moment.

Bassta then stopped her car, she got down and looked at Larisa with a sharp look in her eyes.

“Bass,” greet Hanung and Bassta switch staring at him.

Bassta's face was getting more and more wrathful.

“You're here?” bassta said so tightly, Larisa kept silent, watching the two men before her alternately.

“We are also new until,” said Hanung. “I accidentally met with Larisa earlier so I drove home.” Hanung explained before being asked, fearing misunderstandings.

“Oh,” said Bassta then carved a firm smile with eyes that squinted towards Larisa.

Larisa lowered her head, afraid, what was her mistake now that Bassta looked so sinister?

“I say goodbye,” said Hanung, deciding to leave immediately after seeing Bassta's dislike with his presence. Hanung had glanced at Larisa and Larisa just kept quiet.

Bassta and Larisa wait until Hanung is completely gone. After which, Larisa pushed the gate, but her steps came to a halt as Bassta pulled and blocked her wrist. Bassta pulled him, the two of them almost clashed against each other.

“Bass, pain.” Larisa. Trying to escape but Bassta's hand checks even stronger.

“Where have you been with Hanung?” firmly Bassta asked, the look in her eyes staring suspiciously.

Larisa grunts, either Bassta is deaf or something. Clearly Hanung had explained honestly before leaving.

“Mas Hanung told you, right, earlier? We met on the street, accidentally.” Larisa's upset. “Auw! Pain, Bass.”

Bassta did not care and kept her face close.

“Basic of trouble. Deliberately went looking for attention to bother me with Jema. I clearly understand what your intentions are, Larisa.” He pointedly accused the woman in pain in front of him.

Larisa shakes her head, trying to argue but Bassta now pulls him to get inside the house.