My Beloved Perjaka
Midnight dinners

"Sorry, what are we here for?" tanyaku cynical after the car driven by Abhimanyu stopped in front of a luxury cliffside villa. Lonely, beautiful and charming. This kind of atmosphere remembers me having my honeymoon with Papi Narendra five years ago. Sweet, full of flowers and memories that suddenly melt in my head without me being able to prevent.

"Midnight dinner!" Abhimanyu pressed the safety belt that brushed my body while smiling sweetly.

"Auntie should enjoy it. I promise this is the last time I bother Auntie. Coming home from here like our chatter yesterday, we're back to each other's lives."

I looked, "Related?"

"Then sure!" firmly Abhimanyu replied continued with a long breath. He pushed the car door away and stood with the same look I had when I met him.

Flat.

"I hate this situation! I feel like today I'm going to be a heartbroken lover. But it's good that I'm not." I said reassuringly.

The violent night air hit me who was restless and inadmissive Abhimanyu became the toy of a member of the wooden gang when my feet stepped on the granite floor. He has the right to be free and not fall into the society of the mayo gang as I wanted to yesterday.

"It's good that you know what you did that hurt two women at once!" I said cynically. "Males must make one firm choice for one clear purpose in life."

Abhimanyu held out Regina's car keys to me. I had to accept it even though I really wanted to throw Regina's car keys into the fish pond in front of the terrace. Messy, everything's fucked up when the mayo gang gets involved.

"Let's go in, and we'll finish our midnight dinner today!"

With graceful steps I turned around, greeting an all-black-clothed villa guard who opened the door.

"Please madam!"

I nodded as I followed him to the edge of the pool behind the villa. Although only silent, my head continued to remember the conversation with Abhimanyu yesterday-yesterday. He understood what I said without much comment, now like a saying that is made much better than going without news, the Malay gang added to make everything so smooth and successful.

I snorted as Abhimanyu pulled back the chair I was about to sit on.

"Please, Aunt Bella."

I looked at Abhimanyu's face exposed to the orange light from the small candles that lit on the table after we officially stuck the buttocks in the soft seat.

"No formal pretentious, I'm sure you're no longer in a skit or intentionally acting Abi. Relax, we make all this beautiful. Say, expensive villas, romantic dinners, sunny weather dotted with stars but we're like people who are away!"

The scent of red wine poured out from within the bottle that the villa guards poured into the two glasses of wine.

"Thank you, go whoever your name is!" my spoken.

"Good night." He bowed respectfully as it passed.

Abhimanyu smiled. "Aunty likes?"

"Like it, but it's something ordinary." I smiled knot. "Thank you, your time"

"For Aunty this may be common, but for me it's the first time. It makes gerogi and insecure." Abhimanyu grew more and more into his perfect smile. But a second later Abhimanyu pursed his lips, grim. My heart was broken.

"I'm sorry if I offended you, Abi. Sorry, I didn't mean to." I stroked her cheek for a moment. I swear, I don't mean to talk about his social status because it definitely doesn't allow Abhimanyu to be here with a socialite if no one gives him a shot of funds.

"I'm sorry, can you?" my question, hoping.

Abhimanyu grinned and raised both his hands. Calm. The teenager is famous for easily thinking about something quickly before licking his own words.

"Auntie is calm, I'm sober. We are the sea and the cliffs. Something close but steep and deep. So it's dangerous for a layman like me!"

"Omong empty!" I argued, turning my head to the other side. "Don't talk about it now! Me, you and a lot of people out there are still fighting for hope. At least, that's what we're going to pursue and hold onto later."

Silence then completely permeated this place. Abhimanyu was no longer speechless, but his eyes looked at me sharp and fixed.

I raised the wine glass and asked her toast.

"Good meal, Abi. We make this beautiful!" The glass clinks, Abhimanyu's mouth touches the lip of the glass and sips the contents to the end.

"Do it."

I picked up the spoon and confessed the truth that Abhimanyu had tapped at me just now was very interesting.

Abhimanyu smiled after pouring the red wine in his glass to the brim.

Don't get him drunk, don't let him. I don't want to be bothered with drunk teenagers, it's scary.

"Good-eating Auntie, forget the diet and make Auntie's life more valuable than just thinking about calories and fat."

Abhimanyu put a feeding napkin on his thigh as I nodded. We ate a steak, fettucine bolognese, a plate of strawberries, and finally a sip of water interspersed with the helpless gazes of the two of us.

Abhimanyu pushed back his chair while standing up. He said, in a night that was falling into a foggy early morning.

"I want Aunt to smile."

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