Mr. Antagonists
Fifteen (neighbor apartment )

...° HAPPY ENDING °...

Alma walked cheerfully into the courtyard of the luxurious building. He smiled as some employees greeted him. This aperture seems to be devoted to conglomerates only, as evidenced by some elite-style people milling about maybe he just looks ordinary. Before going upstairs, Alma's eyes looked at the surroundings.

" Oh there's a gym?" Mumbled. He walked up to the elevator and waited with a few others.

After waiting for some time the door finally opened and he started to enter. He chose in the corner only after pressing the topmost number.

People started to come out one by one leaving behind a few people.

" Loh, Lo alma right?"

Alma who had been playing her shoes puffed up. A girl in one braid looked at him with a smile displaying a dimple on her left cheek.

" Do you know me?" Alma pointed at herself.

" 11 IPA 3 right?" Alma nodded in confirming.

The girl held out her hand. " I'm Cessie Atmaja, class 11 IPS 1."

Alma accepted the post with a fluffy smile.

" Greetings to you."

" i just saw Lo here, and then?" Ask Cessie.

Alma nodded slowly.

" Just moved yesterday."

" Lo yourself, it's been a while?" Alma turned around to ask.

" I've been living here since I entered Junior High." Obviously Cessie.

Alma rounded her lips. " Well, that's great. You've been independent since childhood, yes" kekeh Alma. Cessie laughs as if Alma's laughter rubs on her.

Ting

The two stared at the elevator which showed it was already at the very top.

" I don't know if I have neighbors now." Both come out at the same time. " I think I'll feel at home." Alma.

" I feel right, I'm on the other end. If you want to play stay there." Show Cessie.

Alma gave her thumbs up. " Well, if I'm there. But you better not go there."

Cessie raised her eyebrows. " My charmer likes sweet sweet ones." Canda Alma's.

Cessie laughed at hearing that. Alma was stunned, she was like a familiar with that smile.

" I've never seen Lo deh" muttered Alma.

" Yaudah, I'm first. The starter please iket a real yes, afraid to stop by my apartment." Alma cengengesan himself heard it.

His eyes continued to look at Cessie who was starting to disappear from his sight.

" I'd rather be funny funny."

" Yeah!" Alma cringed in shock. He breathed a sigh of relief seeing Sagara behind him.

" Like to surprise me." His murmur stroked his chest slowly.

The young man tugged at Alma's shoulder to ask her to walk.

" Look for the real me." Alma really wanted to choke on the saliva hearing it.

" I'm just kidding."

" It's really a gapapa too." Alma pinched Sagara's waist upset and walked ahead of the man.

Sagara chuckled while rubbing his painful waist. He soon caught up with his little wife. Well, wife.

...***...

The smoke plume came from the rice that had just ripened, was in the middle of the table with another side dish. On the bench facing each other, there was a pair of newlyweds.

" Want what?"

A long breath came out of those tiny lips. He was confronted by Sagara who was acting strangely.

Without caring for Sagara he immediately prepared a portion to eat the young man. Sagara hung his chin to pay attention to how the wife prepares meals for him.

" Now."

Sagara blinked as the netra looked back at him with an innocent look. A smile rose on the young man's face, he received the plate and started devouring the food that tasted so good.

Alma narrowed her eyes in wonder, Sagara looks new to taste good food. Though this included common food, she shook her head slightly and immediately prepared a meal for him.

" What time will it be?" Ask Alma who had finished eating and prepared to finish it. Sagara held him down, "let me." Alma let the man.

The boy took over everything. Alma chuckled at the tense and stiff face that started washing the dishes.

" It's not that. But this is what is being held," he gave instructions.

Seems like Sagara is in trouble, Alma took the initiative to get closer and help him.

" So this." Alma's hand led him to do it right. Sagara so wrong focus on the face of the girl who looks so beautiful.

" Want?" Alma looked at the silent sagara staring at him. He was surprised.

" sagara?" Call her.

" Hmm?" Sagara jerks.

" Where?" Alma took a long breath. He pulls the plate from Sagara's hand.

" Let me just. Mending you sit there." Show Alma using her chin.

Sagara shook his head, "I want to see." Her request. Alma clucked, "whatever." Ketus Alma's.

He was immediately busy washing the dishes, Sagara stared at the face of the ayu. His hands raised tidying Alma's hair child who occasionally fell.

" Let's bet!"

Suddenly his memory drifted to a moment ago. Sagara closed his eyes, with a tightened jaw.

" Make Lo's wife fall in love with Lo. If you succeed, I'll stop nagging him. But, if Lo fails I want Lo's wife."

" sagara?"

The rubbing on his arm made him open his eyes. " Well, you sleep standing up?" Ask Alma.

Sagara breathed a heavy sigh. He bumped into the small body letting his body lean on Alma. The master was certainly surprised to push Sagara.

" give me five minutes."

Hearing that tired voice, Alma took pity and let Sagara lean for a while on her shoulder. His hands were raised stroking and patting the wide back.

It was supposed to be the sleeping one, but it was Alma who felt sleepy. He glanced at the clock that showed at 5 p.m.

" Saahi." Call her.

Sagara cleared his throat to answer, "I'm sleepy." Alma involuntarily whined with dim eyes.

" Sleep, Ra." Alma wants it that way.

" How about later?" muttered.

Sagara stood upright, Alma's body immediately collapsed if sagara did not hold it.

Alma leaned her body on the Sagara plane.

" Non-numb." Mumbled Alma.

Sagara ducked down to see the sleepy face. He held back the girl's look and lifted the girl to his sling. Alma moved in search of a comfortable position, he even sniffed his nose on the chest of Sagara's field until he accidentally touched something.

Sagara closed his eyes holding something back. He tightened his carriage and walked towards the room. He had to let go of the girl before anything happened. After laying down the girl's body, Sagara glanced at her and rubbed Alma's hair mane.

" Lo rouses something but Lo sleeps well." Mumbled.

Next only he knows what happened to him.