My Beloved Perjaka
Need a bodyguard

The next day I was lying in front of the terrace holding a cup of milk coffee. Busying myself to arrange the pieces of yesterday's events by the beach until the dark sky shaded us both among the unrest that froze in my mind.

"Do you love me?" my question after the break left me with a feeling of unease that was hard to explain. I was tired, what kind of affection did Abhimanyu give me?

Abhimanyu nodded, there was never any doubt of any utterance, whether true, whether false, he was always confident in answering whatever he believed was the voice of his heart. Maybe, I said in my heart. Abhimanyu who had already finished two cans of beer smiled widely. "Aunty's been a part of my life, so I love Auntie. Even though it's as big as a crescent moon tonight."

Abhimanyu pointed to the sky, the crescent moon and hundreds of stars in the warm dry season and was beautiful far away. "Aunty would take it?"

"Why should I refuse?" candaku while getting rid of the rattan basket that was the barrier between the two of us since then. "Beautiful, although not half or purunama phase. And I received all the kind of affection you gave me, but I think you have a boyfriend now. I can't love you the same as I keep going. Your boyfriend will be angry." I said reminding and my head can't bear to not lean on his arm.

"I understand, the people I love as a aunt as a family!" Abhimanyu put his hand on my shoulder. I glanced at his awkward fingers on my shoulder. Severe, teen touch was different from the touch of a widower.

Abhimanyu then dropped his hand behind my back when I turned to him and looked at his eyes with a wide smile.

"I wouldn't say that if I didn't see Auntie love me too."

"Masa? Do you know where I love you?" sahutku while inching. "Don't just talk, Abi. You're too young to deduce all my treatment for you."

But last night Abhimanyu only responded with rascals and jokes. He turned his seat to face me, every time I glanced at him he smiled, every time I retreated, he came forward. Just try it if I can kick it or throw it on the beach, I'll do it. But it was me who felt weak and tired and dropped my body in the sand.

"Topic today is too hard to talk about, I'm too sad if I really become an affair like you said yesterday, Abi. I don't want to be an affair!" said seriously.

Abhimanyu tidied up my damp hair that stuck to my forehead and we no longer sounded like when the sun was sinking after the matter of turning on or extinguishing hope. And before we actually parted into each other's rooms. Abhimanyu grabbed me while leading me to the door and then to the bathroom.

"I don't think I know the good and bad aunt that not everyone knows. So I'm special, right?" Abhimanyu boasted, I sighed.

•••

Guitar lines rang out from Abhimanyu's room, I smiled as I sipped my milk coffee. I should be happy to have my favorite virgin here. This is the second time we have been in the same place. Although different room I even continued in the thickets of a strange nervous feeling. How could the world have changed immediately when the divorce left me devastated and now I feel there is another turmoil that I think. Wasn't my love so great to Papi Narendra?

...I realize who I am...

...Which cannot reach you...

...You're too beautiful to be true...

......Fiersa's Day - Temaram......

I put my coffee on my feet and my steps stopped in front of Abhimanyu's room door. For a moment I felt hesitant to meet again after last night I realized everything that happened and said it had exceeded the limits we had.

"Come in, Auntie." she replied after I knocked on her room. I smiled and watched Abhimanyu wear a boxer and a black tee shirt that was cross-legged on the bed.

"Just up?" ask me while approaching.

Abhimanyu. "Udah from last time, I wait for Aunt to wake up and go see the sunrise together. But what, the clock just woke up." his lips, Abhimanyu leaned his guitar on the table.

"Aunty can't sleep?" Abhimanyu looked at my face, "I'm looking for his eye bags here." - the candlestick I should gladly accept.

"Nothing" I sat on the edge of his bed, "Where are your parents going? Or Brigitta?"

Abhimanyu got off the bed, he grabbed his trousers lying on the sofa and put them on. I smiled, maybe he was maintaining the health of my eyes from the white thighs slalu wrapped in trousers?

"Chat doang, if mama and papa can be. I'm old enough to get here by myself, how's Auntie?" Abhimanyu took a sip of his coffee and crossed his legs.

I sighed, "Biasalah, the Malay gang, business partner. Oh yeah, how's the story you can go with them to come to the wedding?" manya curious.

"Curious right?" I was shocked and looked at him. Abhimanyu's eyes sparkled witfully as I threw him a pillow, Abhimanyu chuckled. "I met Aunt Alexa at the clinic when turning on Auntie, continue to be invited to all meals."

"Keep." insisted me.

"I was told to sing Aunt's wedding song with that om and Aunt's favorite songs as a gift from the mayo gang for their wedding yesterday."

"Keep." I'm getting curious and impatient. "They how? Sebel?"

Abhimanyu grimaced, he reached out his phone then with no objections.

"Tante see for yourself, definitely haven't seen!" he said, "But the coolest thing about the Auntie gang drama was yesterday, they carried a big banner with photos of your friends, not to mention all the live broadcasts from the wedding at Aunt Regina's husband's hack which continues to be replaced by a piece of Aunt Debora's syur video."

Mucus! I'm freaking out right now. Papi Narendra must have thought I told them to do that and now he must be looking for the mastermind.

I looked at Abhimanyu with the same feeling. He needs to be kept tight because he's been involved while I think I need a bodyguard too.