
"Where, Bang? Bang, you can follow my car to make sure the flowers are right I deliver," said Hema, as I walked back towards my bike.
"It's up to you to go ahead or drop us in person." I just pretended not to care.
What is clear, if he gets there longer means they continue their activities. No problem, I'll add my report even if it's just about dropping off.
"Quiet, Bang. I'll take her right now."
Hema really with her words, I felt my motor followed by Hema's car out of the field area. My goal is to disappear, to find Ra. My goal now is to go home, make sure if it's true that Hema's dropping off Bunga at home.
I'm going to compile a lot of complaints about Ra with my father, I've compiled a lot of reports about his daughter. Maybe you need to know about Bunga, but I'll give priority to the facts I know about Ra.
I stopped in front of my fence. I tried to open the fence, but my eyes were fixed on Hema's car, which stopped in front of the fence.
Not only did the Flower come out, Hema came down and walked towards me with quick steps. I don't know what the purpose is to get to me here, I don't know for sure and I don't think to guess.
"Bang, come to the house first. I want to have a little chat with Brother," he said quickly, when the distance began to be close to me.
"Just, I put the bike down first." Because of the responsibility, the gate is open.
"Oh, okay. I'm waiting on the porch of the house that Bunga occupied." Hema nodded, then she turned around and left.
My house is quite quiet, because my sisters are still in their respective schools. I got back out of the yard, as soon as I finished safely parking my bike.
Hema was on the porch of the house, she was sitting on foot with flowers crouching giving a tall colored glass. It looks like it's ice, with an orange color that's likely an orange or mango flavor.
"I go inside first, you will go straight home just fine," Bunga said to Hema, hugging the tray.
There were two orange ice cups.
Hema just nodded, she thrust the ice right in front of me sitting down. We sat together, one meter away.
Want this flower anyway? He wants to keep doing these sinful activities, right?
"Honestly, what do you intend to apply for him for?" tanyaku later.
"As my responsibility, Bang. I said to Brother, whether or not Bunga is pregnant, I will still be responsible. But this is not yet known, Flowers just know was right on the way home. So what now, flowers refuse for me to give certainty?" Hema sipped her ice, after she finished speaking.
"If you come straight to the family, what? His parents are dead too." I did the same thing with this orange ice.
"Eh, Bang. This is the woman I want to commit to, she doesn't want to. I am committed to him, not his parents. If I knew he was finally this hard, I wouldn't want to be like that. Mind me, Bang. This risk, no kidding. We didn't use safety, I knew I wasn't done. But there is a water prae******, which is likely to be able to hum my seed. Well, if by chance the flower is fertile again, she could be pregnant even though I have not finished the cake. If this is the case, it is not shame and dizziness anymore. Could break my head, Bang." Hema tapped on the floor with her fingertips, then she took a deep breath by scooping her rough face.
Why is this man panicking? The crazy sister, even tends to relax.
"Why don't you explain that cake thing to Bunga?" So that the flower may think.
"Don't explain, Bang. I told him too, Bang. He didn't respond, he just kept quiet. I mean, he said okay. I went home, I told my sister about my crush Bunga and all sorts of good things. Whether betrothed first, or directly proposal and marriage, that's what will be said later after meeting the parents of Flowers. How to ask their side, right? Clearly, I dare to commit and risk meeting the needs of her life."
This mature man is also.
"Broastly!" I glanced at him cynically. Speaking of the necessities of life, this is unpredictable about the needs of one's life.
"I'm not arrogant, Bang. I have a responsibility, I must have thought to meet the needs of my wife. Whether I start learning the business that my parents inherited, whether I start working here, what kind of nyambi is it, the important can be the love of living to my wife."
I admit how he's mature enough, his mind is broad and he's a responsible man. But why did he do the forbidden thing in the beginning, if indeed he had such a great enough thought?
"You're aware of the consequences, you understand the risks and the responsibilities, but why did you do that in the beginning? Is it because I got caught, so you're this sweet?" I still have bad thoughts about him.
"Since I came here, I've been chatting together at Gavin's uncle's house. Later that night, I had a serious conversation with Bunga on a phone call. I said, I like him and I love him. Flowers answer, go first. I understand this, Bang. I understand he's willing to refuse it's not good, but he hasn't had a thought into anything serious. Change, I must be, Bang. I gencarin and I focus on my treatment, so I can be completely free from the sensation of opium. Let what? Let Flowers not look bad about me, I also want to live a normal, healthy life without fear like this. Continued to come unexpected circumstances, his name is male, I can not refuse. Brother understands himself, men if it is tense can not think twice. I do not ask Abang maklumin my mistake, because indeed his sin is not playing, I understand it even though I do not really understand about my religion. Panic is natural, Bang. We thought the place was quiet, but suddenly the window glass was tapped with no clothes. But my decision wasn't a joke, Bang. From that day on, I had been willing to have the same commitment, but I did not expect the response to remain the same after the incident. I also thought about how he was, his feelings, his embarrassment. But with his repulsion, I became insecure myself with my physical state and my condition of dependence. Does he reject me, because my physicality is not as attractive as other men? Or worse, because he doesn't feel right for me. I'm offended, Bang." He looked down at his ice glass.
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