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Repeated Back (21+)

Bimo is very afraid that his accidental encounter with Jesslyn will make Ajeng misunderstand. Highlight those question mark-filled eyes Bimo could see in Ajeng's eyes.

As a woman Jesslyn quite understand what Ajeng felt. If there is no Ajeng in Bimo's life, Jesslyn is eager to get a second chance to establish a relationship with Bimo. But now the conditions are different. There is the figure of Ajeng who has entered the life of Bimo. Moreover, Jesslyn also heard stories from her mother Bimo when Ajeng already knew the health condition of Bimo about getting offspring. Jesslyn was quite amazed by Ajeng's decision to accept Bimo. It made him embarrassed if he dared to enter Bimo's life. Ajeng's kindness certainly can not be matched. Jesslyn was quite conscious because she had already incised a deep wound in Bimo's heart.

“Ajeng..” Sapa Bimo. He walked closer to Ajeng.

Jesslyn also blessed Ajeng. He does not want if his presence will damage Ajeng's relationship with Bimo.

“Hai... Recognize me Jesslyn. Nice to meet you (happy to meet you),” Jesslyn said by inviting Ajeng to shake hands.

To just get to know Ajeng there is still no problem. He took Jesslyn's hand. His lips also threw a smile, even if only a little.

“I Ajeng. Nice to meet you too (happy to see you too),” said Ajeng by sharing his views between Jesslyn and Bimo.

Bimo rubbed Ajeng's back to neutralize Ajeng's mood.

“Maybe you heard what I said to Bimo. I’m sorry about that (I'm sorry for that). I don't mean to go any further. I'm sure Bimo loves you very much. I know what if he loves someone. Congratulations for your relationship. I will definitely be present at your wedding if invited,” Jesslyn said with a genuine smile.

Bimo was a little surprised to hear Jessslyn's words. Because Jesslyn's character was not like that when she was with him. In the past, the nature of his former lover always wanted to win in everything. But now Bimo can see the difference between Jesslyn then and now. The woman got better. While Ajeng was quite happy because he heard firsthand Jesslyn's good intentions were not willing to interfere with his relationship with Bimo.

“Thank you,” Ajeng said with a smile.

“Em. See you next time, Ajeng.

“Yeah, see you..” reply Ajeng and Bimo.

Jesslyn immediately left Ajeng and Bimo. He did not want his presence would make Ajeng and Bimo's relationship tenuous.

“Bim, how are people in the reception? Can they fill a water reservoir in a minibus?” ask Ajeng.

“Em. I think it's still filled right now. Then we can check there. Let’s go!” take Bimo by grabbing Ajeng's hand.

Both of them walked to the exit. Inexplicably, Bimo's empathy arises with Jesslyn's life. His head slightly turned to look at his former lover who was currently standing in front of the elevator door. Ajeng who accidentally noticed that immediately pinched Bimo's arm.

“Au..?” Bimo screeched and turned his head Ajeng.

“Ngapain look around back?” tanya Ajeng with her grumpy face. He immediately unleashed Bimo's hand-held gang and walked faster leaving Bimo.

“Ajeng... Ajeng.. wait! Hm.. Ngambek again definitely him,” said Bimo. He continued to pursue Ajeng. “Ajeng, I really didn't mean anything even though I looked back. Please do not snack like gini,” said Bimo when he had managed to reach Ajeng's hand back.

“Hm... Beware if you take a glance at Jesslyn again,” advises with a slightly sour face.

“Iya baby.. Not going to.” Bimo began to mike Ajeng cheek cup as a sign of peace.

Both of them immediately continued their journey after the minibus reservoir water was fully filled. Bimo returned to drive the minibus and Ajeng continued to wash dishes that were still dirty in his mini kitchen.

On the way this time, Bimo's mind was disturbed by Jesslyn's story. Not love or a desire to return to his former lover. But more precisely the empathy that continues to stick in Bimo's heart to Jesslyn. She knows that Jesslyn has no siblings at all. As a foster child, Jesslyn also had no parents because both of her adoptive parents were dead.

“Bim... Bimo.. Bim...” greet Ajeng.

“Eh? Why, Jeng?” bimo asked with surprise.  

Ajeng sighed for a while after his greeting was responded by Bimo. During the journey of the two of them, Ajeng never found Bimo daydreaming like this time. He thinks it's because of Jesslyn.

“Em. Are you tired, Bim? Want me to replace the drive?” tanya Ajeng by suppressing his sense of regret.

“No need. We just wait again,” replied Bimo by wiping Ajeng's head.

Finally after a long trip, their minibus enters a large resort area. Bimo immediately changed his clothes to formal clothes because he had to make a meeting.

Bimo invites Ajeng to enter the resort lobby. He asked Ajeng to wait around the lobby.

“Good afternoon, I'm Albertus Bimo. I have an appointment with the General Manager here. Can I know where the office is?” ask Bimo by presenting his business card

The receptionist saw the card.

“You're Mr Bimo from engineering software huh? Let me transfer directly to the office of GM,” said the receptionist politely.

“Ajeng, you wait in the sofa lobby huh? Maybe it's only been about an hour. You can order a drink or food so that later the bill I pay,” said Bimo before he left Ajeng.

Ajeng chose to take a walk around the resort while taking some photos. The beautiful atmosphere of the resort which is decorated with many plants gives coolness to every resort visitor. Including Ajeng who can rest his mind for a moment after his regret facing Bimo who seems to think of Jesslyn back.

After about an hour of walking, he returned to the resort lobby to wait for Bimo's arrival. Ajeng chose to read the magazines available near the sofa.

“Ajeng... Sorry has made you wait,” said Bimo by landing his tat pan to sit next to Ajeng. “There is a message to drink or eat?” ask Bimo who then mike cup Ajeng head.

“No. I was walking around the resort. How's meeting? Smoothly?”

“Yeah. All good's. Greats. The management here also gave me free stay. Tonight we can sleep in our room. And tomorrow we go to Batam. Let’s go we see our room,” invite Bimo by patting – epuk pan tat Ajeng to immediately move from the sofa.

The beautiful atmosphere of the room plus the green view from the balcony of the room makes Ajeng and Bimo happy. They mum to relieve fatigue that afternoon

“You relax while drinking tea?” tanya Ajeng still wrapped her hands around Bimo's neck.

“Hm... Good idea,” replied Bimo. Once again he mengked to Ajeng's cup of lips before his girlfriend made tea for him.

While Ajeng was making tea, Bimo opened his laptop again. He's working on something that's still unresolved.

“Bim.. This is the tea.” Ajeng put the cup on the front desk of Bimo.

Ajeng chose to let Bimo to be busy with the laptop because the screen that is visible on the laptop does show Bimo is working. Meanwhile Ajeng look for activities by soaking in the bath up bathroom. Warm water with foam in the bath up enough to make it more relaxed.

Ajeng did not expect after about an hour of her soak, Bimo was still busy in front of the laptop with his work clothes. Want to invite a conversation it feels sad. If you don't talk, it's lonely too. So the most appropriate choice is to play social media while waiting for Bimo to finish from his busy life.

Huft... Why isn't he hungry? It's 10 o'clock this hlo malem.. The bath time just to forget? I'm a laper... His work can not be continued tomorrow again, huh? Gerutu Ajeng in his mind.

His patience was still enough to wait for Bimo to finish work. But not long after Bimo got a call on his phone, Ajeng's patience was tested again.

“What? She called Jess…? Why else would she call Bimo?” tanya Ajeng with the hair behind the ear. He tried to eavesdrop on Bimo's words answering the phone call.

“Iya Jess. Say aja. If I can help, I will definitely try,” said Bimo by tapping the table in front of him. “Indeed how much does it cost to pay for that apartment?... Em. Yeah. No worries, Jesslyn. Whenever you need help don't ever hesitate.. Yeah.. Hm..

Just that sentence alone had made Ajeng's ears feel hot to hear it. For a while he was silent while waiting for Bimo to finish talking to Jesslyn. But for almost 15 minutes, the conversation continued to make Ajeng's patience run out.

Ajeng chooses to go from that room to his minibus instead of having to live in a luxurious room but hears his girlfriend talking endlessly to her ex-lover.

The sreeeggg! Bugs!

The minibus door closed violently because Ajeng was quite upset tonight.

“Basic! What the hell does Bimo want? Chat with ex-kayak chat with wife not kelar-degree! Huh!” hitting the pillow vents annoyance. “Lagian why also the Jesslyn use ask for help to Bimo? Does he have any friends out there? Couldn't it be that the only person he knew was Bimo Doang? Women don't know themselves! I knew that Bimo was my boy. Why bother Bimo…? Hm... Bimo also wear nanggepin tuh chick show! The overall! Huh! Huh! Huh!” hitting the pillow repeatedly to vent all his anguish.

Hunger in the stomach until making Ajeng forget. He fell asleep still wearing sandals hanging from his feet.

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Bimo, who had just finished talking to Jesslyn, realized that Ajeng was not in the room. He tried to send a message and called Ajeng but there was no answer.

“Gosh? Half twelve nights? Huft...” Bimo squeezes his hair because he does not realize that time is fast running. “What Ajeng is in minibus huh?”

Bimo rushed over Ajeng to the minibus. When he was about to open the minibus door, he had a hard time because the door was locked. The front door when checked is also locked. But there was another part that opened in the minibus.The back window near the bed opened a little. Bimo could see Ajeng was sleeping soundly on the bed.

“Why should I sleep here again? I said tonight sleep in the room... Is Ajeng upset that I talked to Jesslyn on my phone?” bimo asked while looking at Ajeng. “Ajeng...” swipe – wipe Ajeng's head through window. “Baby... Ajeng.. Wake up please.. Ajeng..

Slowly Ajeng opened his eyes because he was disturbed his hair felt ruffled. He began to sigh after seeing Bimo's face through the window.

“Sorry I built you. Can you open the door? I can't go in,” pinta Bimo by rubbing Ajeng's cheek.

“Em. I want to sleep here,” Ajeng said by tidying his hair.

Bimo was a little shocked to hear the sentence just now. That means Ajeng won't sleep with her. Allegedly that his girlfriend was angry getting stronger.

“I want you to open the door of the minibus now,” pinta Bimo by looking into Ajeng's eyes deeper. “Open the door, Ajeng.

“You what the hell, Bim? In any case if you are in the room there you can more freely want to call the phone with anyone. Ah, ah, I'm sleepy. Dingy. Want to go to sleep again,” said Ajeng without caring about Bimo. He put his head back on the pillow to continue sleeping.

Bimo's annoyance began to increase in the face of Ajeng's attitude that seemed to not care about him. He gathered his strength to shake the minibus.

“Bim! There's a lot of glassware tofu! Wanna do some shit? You are back in your room.”

Bimo continues to shake the minibus that makes Ajeng disturbed. Moreover, the hunger in his stomach that has not been filled with dinner makes Ajeng more nauseous.

“Open door now or I open by force!” move Bimo while shaking the minibus.

Finally Ajeng had to give up because he could not stand being in a minibus that continued to be shaken. He opened the minibus door and let Bimo into the minibus.

The sreeeggg! BUGS!

Bimo closed the sliding door minibus full of annoyance.

Bimo approached Ajeng who was currently holding a mobile phone. He took the phone and kept it away from Ajeng.

“What the hell, Bim? Back in my phone!” pinta Ajeng with a bent face.

“Why did you leave the room without permission?” bimo asked with his serious face.

“Part of you call-ups with Jesslyn also do not use permission. But I'm ordinary. I just avoid because I don't want to hear your chat,” Ajeng replied without looking at Bimo.

“Ajeng... Jesslyn again no problem. She no longer has a job because she is pregnant. But he needs a place to stay. He has to pay for the apartment. I don't have any feelings for him, Jeng. I'm just empathizing. I can't possibly have an affair with someone who has ever disappointed me,” explained Bimo who then grabbed Ajeng's hand.

“But I can feel that Jesslyn wants to get you back, Bim. But what if-if you like it again?” tanya Ajeng with breathless breath. “I fear Bim that my past will repeat itself. I'm afraid another woman took someone I love. I heard all your conversations with Jesslyn when we met her in the hotel lobby. The woman already knew from your mother that you already have me, why should the woman also tell you want to come back again? That's his name he doesn't know himself! How do you try if I didn't show up at that time…?! He still dared to call you. If you have the same intention behind her, go back, Bim you to Jesslyn before I get pregnant. Anyway you said there was also no problem caring for a child instead of your flesh blood. My family also has a history of difficulty having children. Go back to Jesslyn! She is already pregnant..” Ajeng said. Not feeling his eyes are already spicy because they hold back tears.

Bimo began to realize hearing the sentence that Ajeng said. He shouldn't empathize with Jesslyn. He started hugging Ajeng and rubbed Ajeng's back.

“I can't possibly go back with him. I already have you, Ajeng. I love you..” Bimo started to mike Ajeng lip cup. He led Ajeng's body to lie on the bed. “I won't respond to a phone call from Jesslyn. Let me ask my mama to take care of Jesslyn, because I already said I would help her financially. Let my mom arrange it. I don't want you to be angry like this. I don't want to trade you for Jesslyn. I love you, Ajeng. I love you..”

Bimo back me lu mat Ajeng's lips. He began to push Ajeng's body towards the middle of the bed so that he was more free to find a position. The two couples preparing to return will do the unification after the bodies of both are the same - just as innocent.

“Bim. Still dry. Pain...” whimpers by keeping hers away from the oval object that has been stiffened.

Bimo just smiled in response to Ajeng's words. His fingers began to dance in the in part of Ajeng's team. Her lips me ngu lum and me nye sap both pu ti ng alternately to give rang sa ngan. One of his hands joined me re mas – re mas bu ah da da making Ajeng slightly sigh to feel the sensation that Bimo made.  The three fingers are getting better at stirring – stirring and stabbing until the liquid comes out.

“Agh... Ah... Bim...” Ajeng squeezes Bimo's arm when his is entered by the stud.

“I love you , baby..” said Bimo with me lu mat again lips Ajeng.

“Ah... I love you too, Bim..

In the middle of the night, the two returned to racing with a slow and fast rhythm. Bimo's waist kept stomping.

“Say again if you love me Ajeng.” sigh Bimo back stomping.

“I love you, Bim.. I love you...” rubbed the sweat on Bimo's forehead which began to pour. “Ah? Bim... Ah?” Ajeng felt the jolt so deep that the minibus was depressed. “Aw... Bim..”.

“I love you, Ajeng..” Bimo starts playing with his fast rhythm after the warm lava will spurt. The sound of a bang was loud enough to fill the minibus until Ajeng wrinkled his forehead. “Argh...argh..Love you, baby..”.

Bimo skipped Ajeng's face and began to pull his own after completing his task of spraying.

“Bim.. I laper. Have not eaten before..” said Ajeng make Bimo smile.

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