Planetes
1.i. Can I Entertain You?

The sky has shown its darkness, the many expanses of cartica now look beautiful when looked at, Aylwen quite like it, illustrated as he stepped in a light jump, or decorated arches on the level. When the other twins caught a familiar figure, Aylwen approached him, obliterating the distance until the two human bodies were right side by side.

"Have you waited a long time?" With a bit of a prank, two fingers Aylwen in the air, squeezing some of the cheek bumps.

This bluish barley buana feels lately that the condition of her heart is not too good. Elliot often makes mistakes that he should not make.

That's why in his spare time, Elliot takes someone. Wishing he could feel a little comfortable and forget the worry of his heart.

When the nettle wedge squeezed his cheeks, his roar swerved to form a smile.

"No, I just arrived" she responded immediately.

His voice remained calm as usual. Hiding all the ravages that are being struck.

"Sorry to bring you here, is that okay?" ask Aylwen.

Worried that the dark stray kirana was busy and Elliot hampered his busy life.

In the twin frames of your eyelids, there is a light vibration when Aylwen looks at him, a pinch of exploration now crosses the mind with a variety that he cannot reach one of them. Walakin he also hid, did not even throw ⠀

the question above curiosity, even your cheeks Aylwen free in the shackles of a fingers crush.

"It's okay, it just so happens that I've been wanting to take you out together for a long time." Curves on the level form a soft carving, one leg will take a step earlier in the absence of a destination. "Where are we going today? Wanna have a glass of two, hm?"

As if knowing the habit of Elliot who always drank liquor when it spread in the sanubari, Aylwen took the initiative to take the fourteen baby cave to a place where they could both drink alcohol.

The bentala passes the exhalation when the syllable by syllable is ejected from the crevice of the dark-legged kirana. Aylwen never failed to make him feel more calm when he roasted the mind.

"The "cafe or bar nearby," which then takes a step first, guides the beautiful virgin. "I don't mind. Maybe add a little light confectionery to accompany the drink."

Again there are additional sentences from the bluish barley buana. Then Elliot made a gesture so that the oriental-faced kirana followed him.

"Come?" his voice rang out, intending to take Aylwen towards the direction he mentioned just a moment ago.

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Perhaps the selection of the second destination is an interesting place, Aylwen a little hope although reluctant to be in the delivery, let the curve curve become a mission above the desire not delivered.

"Ahmari~" The twin legs also compensate for each step of you, not precede; also not left behind, not left behind, a pair of obsidian balls focused on the many heads crowded the streets with occasionally he would twist the level of his head sticks towards you.

"Of course, I always like if you want to be accompanied when drinking, it's just that," There is a pause for per sekon so many seconds before the walls of the defense lip bongkah back open. ". . . You know, I've gained up to three kilos."

Permission from the owner of the beautiful face has been bagged. Now her twin legs stepped forward leading to the bar Elliot had previously mentioned in the given choice.

Had ignored the surrounding, the human crowd that passed by because they wanted to focus on heading to one place. But the essence is distorted when the blade of the dark strand of kirana is chanting a strand of the word.

"Ah," of course Elliot was rightly aware. Weight loss. The two syllables are very sensitive to virginity.

Therefore, this embodiment of Neptune was silent for several seconds. Thinking of a solution for Aylwen.

"All right, you'll have a drink. The delivery is not necessary, how?" ask Aylwen.

For a moment, the full attention falls on you, shown also the twin petals blink quickly above the understanding of speech fulfilled your attention. Didn't cross Aylwen's mind a moment ago, if you were going to trigger a solution that would focus on the originator itself, would that really be okay?

When a series of words were about to be localized again, Aylwen with the back of his hand covered the lip; chuckling lightly behind the wall.

"I want to eat heavy food, how is this?"

Somehow the cavity under the chest was desirous, the owner did not understand that.

"Aren't we near here a pretty famous bar, what if we go there?"

To be honest, the bentala could never understand what was being plucked in the cerebral recesses of this beautiful virgin. So easy a variety of desires or ideas just triggered without careful thought.

After all those wishes are fulfilled, they will regret later. Including things that Aylwen had recently spoken about. But of course, Elliot will not trigger what comes to mind without being filtered first.

Elliot would think how he should respond to the syllable strand thrown by the beautiful virgin.

"What's wrong, maybe if later we are lucky, we can eat the food after coming from the bar," he joked after thinking quickly earlier.

"Alright, let's get there quickly," he asked Aylwen to hurry to the bar in question.

Without many words, Aylwen's beautiful twin legs also stepped in tandem with the bentala. When he did, a comment dropped by this beautiful virgin.

「See them both! Matching couple, huh?」⠀

「Aduh, like painting!」

「Mesra once!」

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Unknowingly, Aylwen's power grasped the end of the fabric of the clothes worn by Elliot. Making the bentala look towards kirana with his starry eyes.

"What's up, Aylwen?"

The bass voice of Adam jerked Aylwen, so that his power was released.

"It's okay, El. Unknowingly I was holding the edge of your shirt."

"Come?" his power stretched out, hinting at Aylwen to accept his hand and walk hand in hand.

"It's okay?" Aylwen seemed to be hesitating.

"What's wrong, after all we don't often like this, right?" subtle rarity in the air.

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The red hue adorns the cheeks of this Aylwen-clad nettle. Strand of the word jejaka really calm the heart, it is always fun when heard. That was what made the love spring up in his heart.

But for the last time, Aylwen had to think carefully before making a decision. He did not want to later regret the decision taken due to being too rash.

After all, Aylwen still did not want to sacrifice his friendship with Elliot. Whatever love he has for this figure.

Silence accompanied the journey of the two of them. There is no conversation that usually takes place between them. Aylwen himself was confused, what was he going to talk about when he was walking like this?

"We've arrived" Elliot's bass voice once again jerked Aylwen into the conscious.

Ah, it seems like today he is daydreaming too much. Even Aylwen was unaware that they had reached their destination.

Elliot took his place in front of the counter, ordering absinthe at the bartender on guard.

"What do you want to drink, Aylwen?" elliot asked as he looked towards the beautiful virgin beside him.

"Champagne only" a short answer was given.

Two glasses of different colors were immediately on the table. Elliot without hesitation drank it straight away.

"Hey, slow down, El!" Aylwen rebuked the Adam who looked like thirst.

Alcohol is not a good solution to relieve thirst. That's what Aylwen knew. But it seems that this was not heeded by Elliot.

"El, what's wrong? You look like a stressed person just now," Aylwen leaned over and brought his lips closer to Elliot's ears. Whispered.

"That could be said, Aylwen." Elliot replied in a whisper.

"Is something?"

Elliot did not answer immediately. His hand shook his glass for a moment. Making ice cubes in the glass hit the glass wall and create a clinking sound.

"Today I have always made mistakes" the lips moved and chanted a strand of the word. "When delivering an order, when calculating the amount of money, or when talking to someone. I always offend them, or do a sloppy deed."

Throughout the story with the unique aura, Aylwen did not comment much. But Elliot knew that Aylwen was listening to his story well.

"Sometimes, I think about quitting my job and spending time at home. But if I do that, this body will be brittle because it is too long silent without power and effort."

It could be a joke tucked into this serious conversation. Aylwen closed his eyes. Avoid making comments that might offend Elliot.

"Everything's gonna be okay, El. Believe that. From my observation, you're mentally exhausted and need rest." Aylwen commented after Elliot closed the story. "There's no need to be too self-exciting, you've tried so well."

Whether what he did was right or not, Aylwen was obviously just doing what he thought was right. He also did not want his sentence to be toxic positivy for Elliot. But Aylwen is not good at stringing words.

For Elliot himself, the problem was not a mild one. It was not easy for him to feel comforted with just one or two encouraging sentences.

Therefore, the bentala remained silent as long as Aylwen preached about his mental problems. Elliot gulped back his drink. Ranum passes a momentary exhalation.

"You think so, huh?"

Elliot was not Figgy who was able to hide various feelings from his face. However, Elliot is not a person who can clearly tell his problems to anyone. He is very selective in this regard.

Let alone his friends, to his own brothers Elliot was so closed. No matter what Elliot thought, no one knew. Nothing, except the bentala itself that screeches.

Aylwen felt it during his relationship with Elliot. Jejaka is indeed so friendly and kind, but somehow Aylwen felt there was something behind it all. Is it possible that Elliot is the type of person who hides all the bitterness behind a witty smile?

If so, how much suffering would Elliot have to endure alone?

The tall body was moving, thrusting a sheet of money at the cashier at the counter. He extended his hand to Aylwen.

"Come, let's get something to eat, Aylwen."

Again this. Elliot always and always switched the conversation and moved on to something else. As if he wanted to escape from everything that was weighing him down. Aylwen felt a bit of a failure to comfort this man he liked.

"Well," Aylwen finally decides to follow Elliot out of the bar. His drink was just a little. Not intending to spend it.

Seeing Elliot walking on his back, spontaneously made this beautiful woman put her arm around the neck of the adam. Interestingly in close contact, hoping to provide warmth and able to repel Elliot's grief.

"Aylwen?"

"El, don't hold it alone. When you're sad, you don't have to hold it. You can tell me or anyone you trust. I know that you carry more burdens than you seem..."

There was a sigh coming from the gap of Elliot's ranum. His hand grabbed Aylwen's hand that was still holding him and returned the embrace.

"I'm fine, Aylwen. Sorry to make you worry about me."

Aylwen drowned his face in the arms of Adam. His mind wondered now. Has he succeeded in comforting the bentala?

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