Married Little Princess Bestie
36. School Annual Party

Binar's right hand grabbed Sean's left arm. In matching clothes, they managed to steal the views of the entire party guests. Amazed, amazed, sneered, cynical, blasphemous, until insults gushed through dozens of pairs of staring eyes.

But Sean did not scrape off a smile. The man was friendly to anyone they crossed along the party lane. Ignoring the falsehood that his peers presented, Sean instead calmed Binar by his side.

"Do you want cheese or chocolate?" sean whispered, "Which baby prefers which?"

Binar smiled at her misbehavior, "I like chocolate, the baby likes cheese, which one do you choose?" timpal Binar reply tease.

"OKAY. We do it first, the babies can eat themselves later if it's big."

The laughter of the sparkles is getting crispy.

No kidding. Sean really told the whole school who wondered, that Binar did contain his baby. Brushed off the sloping tudingan that says Binar is pregnant with an old om-om. Fostering a new rumor that stirred up the whole school.

Crazy one! It turns out that Binar is pregnant with Sean's son.

That's more or less the headline at the party. But what was talked about instead sat quietly in front of Binar. Offering all the food menu.

"Have you eaten at home yet?" sean asked as he watched the entire menu with a face of sumringah.

But Binar who felt uncomfortable with this situation grimaced stiffly. It was made very awkward.

"You gapapa? What's your fate tomorrow at school?" Binar asked back, the woman could not help but worry.

"School has no reason to leave me, Binar. Where's evidence?"

The answer that made Binar stunned. In the past, it was injustice that he fought for. Men who impregnate women never have evidence even though gossip is widespread. Men will not be affected even if impregnating millions of women.

Different from women like Bar. He was immediately ejected as soon as the testpack declared pregnancy. An enlarged stomach could never be hidden, and the whole world considered it a disgusting disgrace.

But this second, who would have thought if that fate had any merit as well? Sean protects Binar by exploiting social injustice. The man instead took the position of Riswan, daring to be the party that received criticism.

"That's what you asked in front of the principal, the teacher, and the staff, right? Let me try. What can they do if there is no proof? If I'm actually expelled, you win, Binar."

Sean stared fixedly at Binar, "Males can also be punished for impregnating women."

"Too till the end there is no action?"

"That means you're right, and maybe I'll hold to that principle as a reference that I'm also fighting for in the future."

Suddenly Binar fell silent. He and Sean are indeed concerned about social inequality. They often talk about people's lives. Understanding the unwritten rules of High School.

But Binar never expected that man to act like that. Use yourself as an experiment to find proof. What did Sean think? Why risk the future for momentary satisfaction?

"Keep it out?" The sparkling voice, he returned Sean's gaze with great caution, "What future can be fought for? You see for yourself what I'm ruined?"

Sean's bland smile expands. The man threw a glance at the menus of the food that had not been touched by Binar. But it did not take long, Sean dared to set his eyes back on the woman.

"Wanna go home?" the two words containing the question sentence became Sean's alternative.

Without saying much Binar immediately nodded in agreement.

Binar was convinced, Sean must have been struck by a dilemma. Binar's question may make him feel shaky. There is a fear that has emerged after so far stepping. In the end Sean was also not as brave to bear the sin of impregnating women before marriage.

As Binar raged in the chest, a person's arm clasped his hips. The body language that makes Binar gasp. He looked at Sean on the right side.

"I'm ready to accept the same destruction, Binar. Even if twice as many is no problem."

Until the car he drove, Sean did not remove the grip from Binar. Strengthening assumptions about seeds in the womb. In one night, Sean becomes the twins' father-to-be.

***

The vehicle is set at normal speed. Along the way, they didn't talk to each other. Sean focused on driving, while Binar threw a glance at the window.

Time is frozen. They remained in that position from the beginning of the journey until the Darmawangsa family mansion. Sean parked his car on the left wing not far from the main door. And Binar is still sculpting even though it has been up to a few minutes ago.

Almost midnight.

The engine shuts down and the breath becomes the only sound. Two teenagers who live a long night. Swallowing a wry meal instead of a fancy meal at the school's annual party.

"Thank you, Sean. Complete for three years I came to the party," said Binar.

"I didn't think I could come at all" he continued.

"Thank you very much, Sean. There's no you I might as well cry alone in the room. Lamenting my fate without anyone calming down," Binar turned to Sean.

"You're nothing I've always been grateful for, Sean. Thank you." Thank you."

In the car with minimal lighting, Sean handed over his entire body facing Binar. Sean's right palm clasped Binar's hand, while the others cupped his cheek. Their eyes touched each other, immersed in the same meaning.

"Marry me, Binar," whispered Sean rambunctiously. Hope and despair melted in one voice.

Not getting out of Sean's eye prison, Binar clasped Sean's palm on his cheek. All of Sean's words sounded tantalizing to Binar. His little treatment, the images of the future he promised, felt so real.

As a normal woman, Binar was carried away.

After all, everything in Sean ever made him addicted. He can't fool himself who had put his heart on Sean. Something that tickles in the soul is still there, a sense of liking that was once muffled by the status of friends.

"Married a widow with two children?" binar asked more like talking to yourself, "What do you think they think of us?"

"I don't care, Binar," Sean's face is now a span.

They can feel each other's breathing puffs are dated on the skin of the face. The palms descend from the cheeks towards the recesses of Binar's neck. The touch that made Binar cram.

"Marry me, Binar," whispered Sean so sighs, their noses sticking perfectly together.

Sean's fingers who had been holding the hand of Binar began to walk down the back of Binar. Dancing with seductive movements. The sparkle that had been drifting in the foam did not refuse.

Making Sean bravely land the kiss on the corner of his lips.

"Deliver Riswan, Binar. We can certainly be happy together" he whispered just before the kiss went deep.