Love Me, Please
27. Me Too

I always thought the world wasn't so annoying after a shower.

The right?

Especially if you finish soaking with my favorite bath bomb from Lush, Tisty Tosty, which smells of roses. Geeh! Try it if you don't believe it.

After about fifteen minutes of perfumed inhalation and being surrounded by flower petals, I got up and opened the drain hole plug. Seeing the swirling water flowing out of the tub felt very satisfying. The water seemed to bring every bad luck, bad, and evil things that ever attached to the body. Even throwing away the filtered petals of the rose feels very sacred because it means that I have completed an important ritual.

Is correct. Soaking in a bathtub these days is like an unlucky throwaway ritual for me.

Now I feel cleaner, much lighter, much fresher. I feel like I'm reborn. Although life is still annoying, problems are still running, and global warming is getting crazier, I feel like I'm kind of ready to go back to face it all.

It is time to choose clothes. What kind of suit was used by someone who had just been reborn? Yeph. White short jeans and lavender colored tanktop.

Whatever.

I'm sorry and the dramatic side that suddenly appeared.

Soaking—and being someone who dramatizes his bathing activities—I realize, can also make us forget about our own girlfriend. That's why I was a little surprised to find Kayden who knew already had a seat in burgundy—, the only furniture with a striking color in my soft room. She had also changed into a pair of shorts and a plain white T-shirt.

Look at us all matchy.

What was not surprising was the table next to him that was full of food. On the tray was a plate with a few slices of sandwiches that I guessed contained not only my order tuna, two large glasses of cold lemon tea, fries, and a box of strawberries.

Basic gentong indeed.

Fortunately he was diligent in exercising, otherwise .... Don't think.

"I'm good!" he cried while developing both arms wide when he saw me coming out of the dressing room.

I turned the eyeballs, not thinking about seeing the behavior of a young man who even turned eighteen years old in July. He can be fierce in the field, but if he's with me? Kayden's attitude and nature will change more than usual. Much nicer. More understanding. More patient. More protective. More ... spoiled.

Secretly, I often equate his "nempel" behavior with koala behavior. Still, secretly, yes. This is our secret because he doesn't know about this. Hidhi.

Let me keep this as my dirty little secret, among the other secrets I hid from her, okay?

Although inexhaustible and often acting displeased, actually I really like the fact that he and I have the same love language. Kayden did it all. Never forget to say I love you, attention, love to give gifts, and do not ask about physical touch and quality time that we share.

It's mind-boggling and vomit-inducing for other people. But, are you saying it's too bucin? Yeah, go ahead. Anyway, we won't care. He loves me. I love him. So, what? And I'm of course grateful to be loved by a young man like him.

I stepped closer and entered into the warm deck of my Great Koala.

"You smell so good, yang, '" said Kayden, burying his nose in his favorite spot on my neck.

"And you eat a lot of it," my comment was rather serious, but there were more of it.

He clucked indifferently. "You don't know what it's like to be a boy in your infancy" he said. Kay then stretched the pagutan. "Hungry on, Yang. Especially if you cook with Lizza. Gah! Can't refuse me."

"Oh, my God, are you still in your infancy?" my screams were excessive while taking a slice of sandwich from a plate that was thrust by the most perfect boyfriend in the world. I then retreated and set my feet against him. "You want to grow up like how else are you, Yang? Want a rival to Burj Khalifa, huh?"

"Don't you suck me up?" He put the plate back on the table, then snatched a piece of sandwich for himself. "Related?" test Kay while moving her left toes right next to my right thigh.

I shudder. It was already imagined what his naughty fingertips would do. "No, no, no, no" I replied quickly. I don't want to face their tickle attacks. "For instance, Yang, for Christ's sake."

He smiled triumphantly. "Well, that, dong. That boyfriend is supportive. Good, right, if my appetite is high? Means I'm healthy, I'm happy" she explained before biting off almost half a serving at a time.

Kayden was greedy, knowing that she was veiled from me. "Resek," he said. He nudged my thigh with his foot. I slapped his thigh with my left foot. All the time passed in half-heartedness while we devoured lunch.

The piece I planned at the beginning turned into one and a half, while the remaining three and a half pieces of the five on the plate were devoured by the Koala.

Uh, I just remembered, besides sticking to a tree to sleep, another koala job is to eat, right? Means my secret nickname for him is really appropriate.

"God, I'm full" said Kayden, who patted his stomach magically still flat and tight.

I turned my eyeballs and tried with all my body soul to hold the comment that was about to jump out. Our stomachs are too tight to fight with. "Here, let me bring the dirty dishes down. You want some more tea?"

"Eh, no need. Let me do it," said Kay. He immediately cleaned up the scattered eating utensils.

"It's okay, I just. You were, right, brought it here. I want to walk anyway let the food be processed quickly. My stomach feels full." I'm explaining.

"Oh, yeah that's it." He handed over the tray that contained our dirty tableware.

"So, the tea is added, isn't it?" ask me to come back before turning around.

"Sir, Yang. Thank you." - Thank you."

"Okay, then."

"Be careful with the tub."

That, right? More chatty.

****

Upon my return to the room, Kayden had already switched to a desk chair. He sat leaning back, the chair turned to the right and to the left flipping through the sheets of a book. "Whose book is this, Yang?" ask after looking at me. "The writing is very neat ngalahin neat army line."

Ls i? I don't even know and haven't checked the contents of the book. After entering the room and holding a cell phone, the book disappeared from memory.

"That's the guest I told you about," I explained and then sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed opposite Kayden.

"Oh, huh? Wh who? The feelings of your friends there is nothing as neat and complete as this, deh," he licked.

He's correct. I chuckled at the thought of Paulina and Marina. "But, Isobel is not as bad as us, anyway. He's the smartest of the four of us."

"Oh. I don't know him very well, so I don't." Kay shrugged her shoulders. "So this is a note of hers?"

I'm shaking. "It wasn't him who guaranteed me the book."

"Keep, who?"

"Beckham."

His movement stopped. "Say what?" kayden asked as if he did not believe his own hearing.

Yeah, me too, Ayang. Me too's.

To be continued ....