Our Long Story
Chapter 17's

In the past, every time Baskara had a job outside the city to stay there for months, it was her return that Rania later, but today, when Baskara heard back home, her feelings were mixed.

You know what's funny? Most were touched by the girl's fear.

Rania had heard a phrase like this, a philosophy that was either conveyed by whom in a conversation.

'Love takes care of me from what hurts you, even by myself,'

But instead of guarding, isn't what Rania is doing now like someone who deliberately sticks sharp objects slowly but surely into the body of the man she loves through an embrace? Even though he knew, the sharp object would make the person sick and even bleed at the end.

Although Rania knew, the deeper the object stuck, the more limped the person was.

'But if it wasn't like this? How should? What should I do? Be honest? Frankly then I'll lose him? I can't!'

Rania is not ready to get away from Baskara, Rania still wants to look for her at every turn, and see her standing after more than a month they did not meet, she said, making the girl run fast and immediately hugged Baskara as soon as she arrived in front of Baskara.

"Ran, it's raining." The new baskara will go there, but the pace is lost quickly with the step Rania took.

"After we haven't seen each other for a long time, you think I care?"

"Well, I can go there, I can fuck you, why run around like this? I'm not going anywhere, I don't have any business after this."

"Bag,"

"Hm?"

'There's nothing we can fight for now.'

'We don't have that chance.'

'What do I ask, Bas, what about you? When you know everything.'

"Why?" baskara asked after a long time Rania just kept quiet while hugging herself. The hug was still the same, but the way he looked at Baskara was very different than usual, and instead of asking Rania why, Baskara just rubbed his back slowly, patting him occasionally, as possible... for now this is all Rania needs, instead of being cornered with a lot of questions that perch on Baskara's head.

The girl smiled after releasing Baskara, then she looked at Baskara with slightly teary eyes.

"Kangen aja."

'But your eyes.he didn't describe that sentence at all, Ran, so should I believe it?'

"I have something for you."

"What is?"

Baskara opened the car door, showing her the bouquet that she had assembled—ya despite not being as neat at the florist as possible.

"Jelek huh? I'm the same Lian emang no talent at all, anyway, when it comes to this."

Rania slightly widened her eyes.

"What are you doing yourself?"

"Sama Lian."

"Really?"

"Yes." this time the man laughed softly.

"I've watched some videos on youtube, but that's it. The results are not satisfactory."

"It's not satisfying, it's nice tau, Bas."

"So good?"

"Ihhh, really." Rania really saw it with sparkling eyes, full of admiration, especially when she knew that Baskara had assembled it himself. Ahh, but tumben once? Baskara was anti with romantic things like this, so Rania was a little surprised.

"No art?"

"Well what?"

"Let them be envious."

"Who's boyfriend, likes to show off like this?"

Rania directly draped her hand around Baskara's neck.

"Who's boyfriend tried it? Yeah, your boyfriend." The two laughed, laughing at their silliness when joking with each other.

Maybe, for some people around the street, they look like a dream couple, but for one person to see it all through his car glass, it feels very stifling. At this point Adam was eager to shout to call Rania to make Rania aware of her existence, but more than the desire to be recognized, instead he felt that he had no rights whatsoever, he had no rights, to just be angry, to just not like, because maybe, this is a risk when he is too forced to enter the girl's life.

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"I don't think much has changed from you." The newly arrived person commented on his smile, his graceful steps slowly approaching the place where Adam was sitting.

Then when he actually reached Adam's side, his sigh sounded so long.

"Well, Dam, competing with the people he loves doesn't really feel good."

"Even if you win because you can marry him, you lose, because he is still that person, not you."

"And vice versa, even if he loses, still, he wins."

"I don't need that shit right now."

This time, a girl in a knee-length dress laughed, as she looked up at the clouds, inexplicably Adam's speech sounded so laughable in her ears.

"Isn't that what I'm saying really?"

"I love you, and I end up losing when I force you to compete with the people you love, the difference is, I don't get a position as an important person in your life, I don't get that feeling either, and for me, its so hurt."

"For your information, Dam, giving up at the beginning won't get you limped."

"There's no option to give up on this, so thank you for the advice."

After that Adam moved, intending to leave the place immediately, but someone had actually held one arm, making Adam turn his head— found the girl was smiling obliquely.

"I won't disturb your household, because no matter how much I love youI'm lucky I wasn't born to be a sneaky person."

"Good," said Adam, removing the hand from his arm.

Again the girl smiled.

"But if he's wasting you, don't expect me to be quiet."

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In the car Rania did not talk much as usual, the girl just kept quiet while occasionally looking at the road they went through. If Baskara explained, Rania's gaze was not empty, but it was also not very descriptive if at this second, the girl was happy.

So in the next second, Baskara decided to hold Rania's hand, making Rania turn with a thin smile.

"Everything is gonna be okay" he said slowly.

"So don't worry too much."

"There's me, right? So do not be dammed yourself, everyone needs to be dyed to hear their complaints, Ran. About the bad today belongs to them, about their tiredness, their saturation, and you have me. You got me to tell you all that."

"I'm definitely looking for you."

"But for now, I'm not ready to tell you anything, is that okay?"

"Sokayy, I won't make it."

"Thank you, yeah, Bas. Thank you for continuing to understand what I want."