Marrying Sergeant Major

Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 17 ~


Bima's body stuck so tightly, while my face felt hot.


Both hands landed on the edge of the westafle, side by side with the hand of Bima mas who also landed there.


We are both silent, with inner conditions that may not be in line.


One second, two seconds, until it changed to three seconds, still with our positions standing facing each other with an uneroded distance, Bima finally made a sound.


"You didn't realize, I've been home since?" the same question from Bima that I have not answered before.


"Not" I answered stammered, then tried to swallow the saliva that seemed to be stuck in the throat.


Actually, I could have looked up to see what Bima's facial expression was like, but my courage was zero.


"You challenge me, Arimbi? Or have you lost your sanity?"


Hearing his words, I suddenly felt like I wanted to get angry, there was a glimmer of shame also that ambushed, but as much as I could bear it.


"Do you have clothes like this?" ask again. "Since when did you have the intention to be a seductress?"


I was silent, really not knowing what to give an answer.


"Your mouth can actually function or not, Bi?"


"Are you nervous, nervous, or more afraid?"


One hand of Bima lifted my chin. And automatically my head is turned up.


I closed my eyes, my guts shrieked if I had to bring the neutrals together.


"I'm-I'm going to get dressed"


"Open your eyes!"


I nodded to reject it.


"Open, Bi!"


Silence, I still flinch not daring to do his orders.


"If you don't want to open" he said rubbing my face and then down to the neck area, while my hair immediately bristled. "I will_"


"What-will?" I cut off his sentence along with my eyes that reflexively open, and immediately met the eye with mas Bima.


With this close distance, the network in my brain seemed to be chaotic, completely unable to think logically.


Instead of answering, the man in front of me actually smiled obliquely complete with one eyebrow raised.


"Continuing our conversation? Is there no Lala?" said Mas Bima with a low voice.


"P-what talk?"


"About your question that went beyond the limit when I picked Lala up with Gesya"


Brave, all my strength pushed the body of Bima mas, and Bima mas jerked backwards.


Finally, I was able to keep her body away from me.


"I don't want to interfere in your affairs, whatever your relationship, I don't want to know"


Finished saying that, I stepped out of it. However, just a step away, I felt my wrist in the grip very strongly, then pulled and my body automatically hit his chest. One hand spontaneously landed on the chest of Bima mas, while one hand of Bima mas coiled around my waist by slightly squeezing the soft dress I was wearing.


We returned in a position not spaced, with a sharp gaze of Bima mas that directly hit my net depth.


"When do you want to shut up with your assumptions? Don't you have the slightest courage to protest with my attitude?"


"How would I protest if every time and before I did, I always reminded me of meddling in personal affairs"


"If I repeal that rule for a moment, do you dare to take out your antipathy?"


"I had no intention"


Bima's forehead frowned, probably not expecting my quick response.


"It could be soon I'll be out of here, according to my wishes"


"It turns out you're pretty stubborn, Bi"


"For what am I to endure here alone, and my love is unrequited?"


"Are you asking me to return your love?" his question sounded like mocking, moreover there was a slanted smile on his lips.


"According to mas?"


Silent there was no answer from Bima mas, this man just looked at me intensely, with lips tightly clenched, and jaws tightened.


"I'm sorry I took the time to talk about something unimportant. Now, let go of my hand!"


 "We're not done talking, Lala's mother"


"But there's nothing else we should discuss" I replied sharply, as sharp as the look in his eyes that kept staring at me.


"Is this like talking to your husband?"


Hearing his words, I ventured to raise my head, I wanted to make sure through the look in his eyes.


Honestly, I was amazed to hear the words Bima, this is the first time he calls himself my husband. Of course I was surprised.


"Tell me do I have to repay your love?" He asked with full focus on my pair of black beads.


I didn't answer right away. All I did was stay still while following the movement of her eyeballs which looked increasingly dark.


"Say Arimbi!" His frown while strengthening his grip.


I saw the man in front of me smiling smirk, along with the movement of the eyeball that had been fixed to my black bead, now he threw it in the other direction. 


"Give me your reasons why I should love you?"


"I don't have any reason, because love doesn't need a reason" I replied accordingly.


"Well what guarantee will you be faithful to me?"


"I don't have any guarantees for a man who doubts my loyalty"


"I just want to know what your guarantee is"


"Did I ask for my gratitude for what I did during my two years in this house, did I ask for my reward for caring for and loving my daughter?"


"I never asked for anything in return, did I? but what you did, you asked for assurances of my loyalty, it meant you doubted me. Mas should have realized, that mas always haunt me with an affair mbak Hana, when obviously me and mbak Hana are two different women"


"All women are the same" cut Bima kambang. "They're loyal in front of us, but playing with fire behind us"


"Not everyone!" My heart still holds back its gaze. "If you say all women are the same, then mommy, mother Nina? Do you think they're the same woman as Hana?"


"Don't equate mom and mom with a woman like her, obviously the two women are very different, they are respectable women, classy and their loyalty is not in doubt"


"Then don't equate me with her"


"I said what's the guarantee?"


"I said I had no guarantees" My timpal ventured, but in a nervous tone.


"My trust is expensive, Arimbi!"


"More expensive my loyalty, mas"


Bima's eyebrows shot back up one.


"Oh yeah?" answer's relaxed.


"Let go of my hand"


I do not know where my courage came from, which is clear all the words of the Bimalah mas that make me can be this brave.


"Let go of my hand!" my door once again.


There was no response from Bima, our pair of fixed eyes stared at each other, and for the first time I dared to return his sharp gaze in more than a minute.


Suddenly, the sound of the phone makes our focus is facing each other directly collapsed.


Honestly, I feel sorry for Bima. People as good as him, can be betrayed by mbak Hana. He was afraid to get back into a relationship with a woman.


Yes, I can say so, because it is very clear that fear is visible from the veil of his face and the look in his eyes.


"Thalia wants to talk" he said grudgingly, handing his phone to my hand.


I accepted it with a pounding heart. For a moment, I regretted my words. The effect, I have denied every word Bima mas earlier.


Swallowed, then I put the phone in my right ear. A pair of my eyes could not be separated from the back of the mas bima who stepped foot into the room.


"Asalamu'alaikum, mother"


"Wa'alaikumsalam"


"When are you here?"


"A little while now, son. Dad just got home, it's going to dinner first, it's just Lala's going to go"


"Don't be long, bun"


"No dear" Her voice, made me want to hug her, venting a stifling feeling in the chest.


"Lala's been eating?"


"Already, bun. That budhe Zara who bribed Lala, continues to budhe Kanes who helped Lala eat the medicine"


"Smart kid"


"Hurry to come, Lala has missed the mother"


"If so, turn off the phone, so that the mother and father quickly eat, continue to meet Lala"


"Yes, assalamu'alaikum, mother"


"Girishal"


I shifted the red icon, as soon as the call was cut off, I was immediately suguhi Lala face on the screen of Bima's mobile phone.


Lala photos that have been set to be the theme of wallpaper on the front screen.


My smile reflexively stared at Lala's beautiful face.


"Mother miss you, son!"


Putting Bima's cell phone on the dining table, I stepped up to change my clothes. While passing through the front of Bima's room, I stopped my steps, staring at the door of the room that was not fully closed.


I'm sorry, mas. I have been brave like that.


Sighing, I continued my steps back to the room.


Seriate..


Not that easy ferguso... 😀😀😀 make random2 virginity Arimbi.


My promise is complete today, see you tomorrow if you don't forget. Hehe