Love That (No) Blind
Part 43-2: Stay with Me, Sara (POV Agam)

[Games]

Agam's lips did not stop smiling on his face. He wanted to stop, but he couldn't. For a minute he realized it, he instantly removed his smile. A minute later, the smile returned.

“Mas, don't smile like that! Diliatin Mbok Jami from earlier.” Sara whispered quite loudly while serving food in front of her.

Ahem, ahem ... Agam cleared his throat hard enough to restore his consciousness. Although it's not really too good either. Agam smiled back.

“Mas!”

Ehem ...

I can't, Sara. You can't make Agam stop smiling. You made it that way yourself.

In the head Agam kept remembering how it felt to touch Sara's lips that felt so soft and sweet, feeling the citrus-musk-vanilla aroma in his mouth. Sweet and tickling into his stomach and chest. Of course it can't, Agam can't stop smiling.

But, he was still trying to comply with Sara's request. He did not want his beloved girl to be angry on the first day they officially became a couple .. lover? No, no, they're married. Husband wife? Can it? They have not even had an inner relationship like a real husband and wife.

Stop, Agam! Throw out your filthy thoughts! Don't scare Sara because of you! You should be grateful enough Sara wants to be with you.

Yes, grateful.

She was so frightened that she imagined Sara would go far away from her. It could be that Sara left because her mom did something to her. Maybe she wanted to keep Sara away from him. Or maybe make Sara turn away from him. And many other possible-probably enough to make Agam can not calm down as long as he has not got Sara back.

And now, all of a sudden, everything changes. Sara is with him now. He even kissed Agam. How can you stop smiling?

It's like a dream that instantly becomes reality. It's unbelievable.

Like this time, when Agam was lying on his bed, but his heart did not stop ringing dug dug, dug dug, dug dug dug. Very fast and fast.

Unlike previous nights, this was the first night of sleeping together as. Feels different. Totally different.

It's usually quiet, but tonight he even had trouble controlling the speed of his own heartbeat. The sooner she starts imagining their kiss this afternoon.

“Mas ...,” call Sara slim.

They are currently performing a ritual that they usually do before going to bed. Talk until sleepy.

“Hmm ..”

“What did Mas' childhood look like?”

A childhood? Childhood, huh?

Unusual question asked by Sara tonight. Usually they will chat about everything at home, such as Milo, Evan, Arya, Mbok Jami. Continue to spread the stories of his activities with Mom or Nisa and Nino.

“Why are you suddenly doing that?”

“Yya .. just want to know, how was it when I was a child?,” replied Sara.

Hm ... Childhood, huh?

“Nothing special. Unlike your story.” Not not wanting to tell a story, he just didn't know which part was interesting.

“Yes try it first, Mas. Who knows what really interesting.”

Sara then shuffled closer to Agam. The pillow that was usually in the middle, on that night was not laid out by Sara there.

Agam's left arm was then stretched forward, and his head rested on Agam's arm. Sara is in his arms.

Agam's heart is getting worse. How could Agam refuse his request if that was the case?

“Ehem ... W-Where do we start?”

“What do Mas like to do small time?”

Agam's childhood was spent alone with no friends or relatives. Agam's parents were busy working all day. Only Mbok Jami and Pak Pardi, the existing domestic assistant at the time, accompanied him at home.

However, both of Agam's parents loved Agam very much. They were still watching Agam. They even still had time to spend after work and on holidays to play with Agam.

Agam's relationship and his parents are still fairly close until Agam has aspirations to be like his mother.

Unfortunately the death of the mother gave a very deep sadness for the little Agam who was then 6 years old.

Fortunately, the Papa brought a woman who could heal his wounds. She is Widia, the stepmother.

From Widia, little Agam knows the affection of a mother. Most of the time was spent with Widia. Play, tell stories, learn, even Widia also went to school when little Agam got the task of telling stories about Mom. Agam asked Widia to come.

Widia's change in attitude began to be felt when the stepmother gave birth to Arya. Agam begins to be forced to give up on Arya.

Toys should be for Arya, Widia's attention is more to Arya, all is about Arya. Although Widia still gives her attention to Agam, Arya is still number 1.

But, little Agam was too happy to take a headache about it. He doesn't care much about it. He was too happy because in the end he had a younger brother. Although Widia asks Agam to give her toys to Arya, Agam will gladly do so. Because that was how happy he was at the time.

And, when Ava was born, be Agam to be number 3 in order of priority. Still, Agam doesn't mind. The younger sister obviously had a wonderful gift for her, other than Arya of course.

“While I know Mama has done all this, still I never dared to fight Mama. I may be mad at him, but I never got to the heart to be able to break this relationship.”

Agam's voice trembled slightly in the end. Anger and disappointment in himself for not being able to decide what he should have done for himself, almost took hold of him.

“Because of that ... I married .. mu.”

Is correct. Because of her cowardice, she implicates Sara in her family's problems that she could have solved on her own. Right said Yuda. He's too cowardly.

“It's because Mas is too good.”

Sara's words suddenly shook off the emotional vibrations all over her body. Too well?

Yes, it was true at that time. I just wanted to say thank you at that time. What relation?

“Mas ... It helped my problem. Instead, I should have helped Mas. But Mas offered me a wedding as I wanted. If it's not too good, what's it called?”

Agam laughing. “Nothing to do, Sara.”

“There's dong, Mas. If only someone else might ask to be responded to puppets 7 days 7 nights.”

Agam laughed again, but now Sara laughs with him.

“Mas don't want Mama's food. But Mas also did not want everyone in this house to eat it. Therefore, Mas always asked Mbok Jami to throw all food from Mama. That is so that no one will eat and get the effects of the drug. If not because Mas is too good, then what dong?”

That's one of the reasons why I wouldn't be able to live without you, Sara. You can always find me wherever I hide. You can always find the reason.

Agam's hands looked for the top of Sara's head, stroked her hair, then kissed her, freely inhaling the scent she had always longed for. Lastly, he stuck his head to touch Sara.

Slowly, Agam felt a touch of Sara's hand on his face. Gentle until Agam doesn't want Sara to let go. Instead, he touched Sara's hand and covered her with his.

“Mas has been through a difficult time with Mama. It is natural that I love my mom. And because Mas couldn't blame Mama for all this, Mas blamed himself. It's not my fault it's like that. But one thing I have to remember. It's not alone. There's me, there's Arya, there's Mas Yuda too. There's everything, Mas. They and I love you very much. So, never feel alone, Mas.”

Sara now hugged him tightly, drowning his face in Agam's chest, while Agam was silent permeating every word Sara said. It's true, he's always felt alone all this time.

I consider everyone the same as Mom. I pulled myself out of them. But forget that they also have feelings that want to be heard. Just like I want to be heard.

Thinking of it all, Agam returned Sara's embrace. Closely, very tightly, even he did not want to let go.

So, it feels like this is being heard.

That night, it was quite a warm night for Agam. Not only her body was due to Sara's embrace, but also her heart which was also because of Sara.

That night, he felt like he had just removed most of the burden in his heart. A very relaxing night for him.

But, out of nowhere, the atmosphere suddenly changed after a very long time they were quietly enjoying each other's body warmth.

“Mas still remember Shayna and Rachel?,” asked Sara in the midst of the silence between them.

Shayna's? Rachel's? Who're they?

“Who? Your buddy? I've met?”

“Mas forgot?”

They really don't know who they are.

“Says Shayna often goes to the main house. Rachel often participated in NFC events. Cook it anyway, Mas?” Sara's tone now sounded quite upset.

But Agam really doesn't remember.

Wait for. Shayna's?

“Oh, who often to the main house, huh? Maybe Papa's friend's son. I don't know what his name is. We were acquaintances but I don't remember his name. So her name is Shayna? What happened to Shayna?”

“Beauty no, Mas?”

“Shayna? Lu .. mayan .. possible. I forgot his face.”

“If Rachel? He said he was good at violin. Frequently to NFC.” events

“It wasn't me who took care of the NFC event. Maybe the marketing team is now moving to the FTC. This question about what?”

“Nothing. Just curious. Definitely beautiful.”

I seem to have heard stories like this from Yuda.

“A-I forgot their faces. But I'm sure that you're prettier.” Sometimes listening to Yuda's story doesn't hurt either.

Agam who had begun to be sure because he thought he had controlled the situation, it turned out that the estimate was wrong. Sara suddenly let go of her embrace.

“Mas know where I'm beautiful from? I have never seen my face.”

Gorgeous swallowing of saliva. I mispronounced.

“If it is beautiful just say beautiful. Don't lie,” grumbled Sara who just turned her back.

Agam knew, because he had just been able to feel Sara move her lying position, even though she was still leaning her head over her arms.

“I really don't know, Sara. I never paid attention to it,” said Agam defended himself.

Sara stays unmoved. He paid no heed to the persuasion of Agam who was seducing him.

“Sara ..”

There's no answer.

“Sayang ..”

Glamor heard the giggling sound that was held back. She smiles. He was sure Sara was teasing him.

Agam immediately hugged Sara and leaned on her back. Sara had a little rebel pretending to be upset, but Agam increasingly tightened his embrace. He didn't let Sara out of his arms.

Late, Sara finally fell asleep in her arms. Agam who was still awake, continued to hug her tirelessly as Sara fell asleep on his arm. She really likes it.

Until his drowsiness starts to strike, Agam kisses Sara's mane and dreams beautifully with her.

Good night, Sara ...