
"Lin, don't be angry dong. Please "
"What am I angry for?" tanya Salin was impressed.
Alister was even more confused by Salin's behavior. At first he felt that if Copy there was a different taste to him. Remembering every time they met, like there was chemistry. They feel the frequency. Copy could be yourself with Alister, so could Alister. There is no jaim. Nothing to cover. There's no sense of hesitation.
I don't know why it's like that, they don't know either.
Until at the time of the incident, the sound of affection that Copy heard, the spoiled voice of a woman and both hugged at that time. Copy look with his own eyes.
Copy is upset, but he's a confessor. But he asked himself why he should be upset. I have nothing to do with Alister. That's how his inner word is.
Sometimes he patted his own tongue, condemning his own stupidity for being annoyed by what he saw.
"Say love is with me, love me. I want to spend time with the same old me. In fact what, when someone clearly hugged him, he was silent instead" he grumbled at that time. When he left Alister with the woman in the room.
"But why am I angry, yes" he murmured alone.
"Keep if you're not angry, why are you indifferent
same me. What am I wrong?"
"No," said a short copy.
"Udah yes. I'm going home. Mama and Nia must have waited for me." As much as possible Copy avoids contact with Alister. I don't know why he did that.
"Why are you avoiding me?"
"Nothing is."
"Are you jealous?"
"Idih pede's. Why am I jealous?"
"Because you love me. Because you like me" said Alister confidently.
"But after you saw me with him, you were like me. Cold, cuek l, jutek even trying to avoid. I tried to talk, wanted to make it clear what I had to do with him, but you always avoided it. Can you not be childish?"
"What's? You said I was a child?" Copy left his voice. I can't believe he was accused of that by Alister.
"What am I jealous of? Want you a cake hug, a cake kiss, what a cake, it's up to you. It has nothing to do with me. That is your right, your body, your body. You deserve to know who can touch you, hug you. I don't" said Copy.
"If you feel like I'm turning cold, cold, it's your right to judge. But I just want to keep my distance. If you already have one. So, I better back off. Don't let me be stamped on as an actor. No, I don't want that, Ter. I want to live a quiet life It's been enough all this trouble to befall me. I'm tired, Ter. Tired."
"Then, if I want you to touch me how? What if I want you to kiss me?" Alister reversed Copy's statement to him. Make a copy of the crime.
Alister's face was getting closer, staring at Salin. Locking their eyes both. Not blinking for a second.
"If you hug me, if you kiss me Lin, I'm ridho. I allow it very sincerely. Because I love you. I want you to be the last, Lin. Not the first for me."
"Ters, stop! Stop saying that. What about the girl from yesterday? I'm a woman too, Ter. I don't want another woman out there hurting because I've taken what's not mine is you."
"I admit, he is my ex. But between you there is no relationship. It's over, Lin. I have no taste at all with him. Please believe me, Lin."
"She hugged me, touched me, kissed me, but it was just a body, Lin. It's just my body. My heart is only for you. I don't have any feelings for him anymore" Alister explained at length.
"Yes, I believe in you" said Salin softly.
"We're sitting down again, yuk!" bring Alister. He wanted to clear up any misunderstandings between them. Alister didn't want to keep him quiet for too long.
Because of his curiosity, Salin also obeyed Alister's invitation. They sat back in the cafe. Even he forgot the reason earlier who wanted to go home immediately because of waiting for his mother and sister.
Alister shifted again the chair for the seat Copy. They changed tables. Because their table was already used by other customers.
"We order a drink or maybe a snack?" Alister raised his eyebrows.
"Yes," said a short copy.
Hearing Salin's words, Alister called the cafe attendant and ordered what he wanted. Even without asking Salin want what snacks and drinks.
"Lin, from now on, trust me. There will be a lot of information that is not true you get when many who see us often go together. And you must keep believing in me, yes," please. He clasped Salin's left hand, then placed it on his chest.
"This heart, this taste, is for you alone" he said softly.
Copy felt a lot of butterflies flying in his stomach. He had never been treated this gently by any man. This is the first. Usually he was yelled at, scratched. But these?
A flash of Setu's shadow, as it hit him appeared to the surface. Making Salin release his hand from Alister's grasp. Back, the trauma appeared.
In the past, Setu often pulled his wrist forcefully. Twisting his hands, slapping his face even kicked his stomach. And there's a lot more violence he's done to Salin.
Now, suddenly someone was holding his hand, spontaneously he became afraid. Remembered for that time. A time that torments his mind and body.
Face pale. His body was trembling, like a frightened person. The sweat was pouring down his cheeks.
"What's wrong with you, Lin?" ask Alister to panic. It's getting closer to Copy. Once their seats were facing each other, now Alister was sitting next to him so panicked. He wants to know what happened to Salin.
"Don't touch me!" pekik Copy. He stood up, avoiding Alister who was embracing him from his shoulder.
"Lin, what's wrong?" alister asked confused.
The cafe dwellers, diverted to them. After they heard the screeching sound Copy earlier.
"Don't approach me. I beg!" salin. She cried. His lips were twitching and pale.
"Please don't hurt me" he said softly.
"Lin, it's Alister. I won't hurt you, baby. I love you the same. I love you the same. How can I hurt you" said Alister softly, softly.
Alister realizes something is wrong with Copy. Yes, Copy the trauma. Past events have not been forgotten. Still very imprinted in his memory, in his mind.