The Stairway To Love
27.

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Anggi was still smiling, even wider as Bass headed towards him with calm steps. The eyes of both of them are equally bombarded with each other, like not willing to throw a second at another object. It is like two teenagers who are hit by each other fall in love.

"Rumpy?" Bass started the chat.

The first words that came out of Bass' mouth made Anggi frown in confusion. "Cocky nervous? Why try it anyway?"

"It could be, meet the prince Sebastian Prananda. Who wouldn't be nervous to see me?"

The girl recalled the incident in front of the principal's room a week ago. As Bass approaches him with a devilish smile and a terrifying sensation transmitted from his brain. It is true that Anggi was nervous right then. It was like meeting a hitman who was already a fugitive of the police. You could even say, more than that.

"Now what's it for?" Anggi speak up. "Gue already know how rich your true nature is."

"Gue's good. I'm sweet. I'm not as bad as you think." said Bass.

Anggi raised his eyebrows, like he was rethinking what Bass had just said. "Lo said what? Sweetie?"

Bass shook his head, "Ga need to be discussed. Now we go in, because I can't wait to teach you how to cook."

The two walked back to the kitchen without much talk. In Bass's brain, how did he teach Anggi while he himself did not know the pot was used to cook water or fry tempeh.

If in Anggi's mind, not much different from the one in Bass's brain earlier. He was not convinced that Bass could teach him to cook. When viewed from the nature of Bass who is ignorant and arguably naughty, where maybe he took the time to the kitchen. To cook rice alone, Anggi is not sure if Bass can do it.

Arriving at the kitchen, Anggi opened the door to the backyard. To let fresh air in when they learn to cook.

"Surely able?" ask Anggi while putting his empty bushel on the table. "Gue doubts your abilities."

"Don't hesitate, until your face is pale so doubt me?"

Anggi frowned, he remembered that he did not wear something that could usually reduce the paleness of his lips due to lack of drinking. "Gue pale because it makes nothing on my lips, because my favorite lipstick somehow can be made for nyoretin window glass oma same demon."

"Huh?" Bass raises eyebrows.

"When do I get in my room to help me get my lipstick out of my room?" Anggi curled his lips down.

"Oh, that!! Yesterday I took it through the window, when I talked to you semalem." replied Bass without a guilty tone, even accompanied by a small grin in his mouth.

"Now I'm pale because of lo, this responsibility!"

"Entar, I have sambel. Lo make sambel aja, make tuh to the lips so it hurts. It won't be pale again." said Bass.

Anggi laughed, although he actually wanted to be angry at Bass, but it felt that Bass jokes again made him melt. It is unexpected that Bass can create a joke that attracts the attention of Anggi.

Only one that is not a mere comedy between them, that is if Anggi really fell in love with Bass. That is, liking the man's jokes, glances, and laughter. It felt like just last week he wanted to slap Sebastian in the face because he was upset about his nature, but now it is reversed. Anggi wanted to create a small smile behind Bass' lips.

Be honest!! He was quite sorry to know that behind Bass's figure, there were many problems in his mind. Well, that guy's tough enough to face it all.

"Would you start cooking, the angel Difa Anggita?" Bass awakens the girl from her daydream that is fixed on Bass. "Cockeyed me?"

Anggi gasped to realize that Bass was looking at him in wonder. Don't let the man realize that he's thinking about something about Bass. It must be embarrassing, and heartbreaking that Bass has no feelings for anggi.

"Think of me?" ask Bass.

Goddamnit!! Pekik Anggi in his mind.

"Udah can start cooking. Now what do you want me to cook? Fried rice? Fried noodles?" Anggi instantly switched their conversation.

"No!!!"

"So what's dong cooking?" grumbled Anggi while frowning.

The girl who could now only pat the eel immediately took a deep breath to control the emotions. Dusty like a fire that devalued a forest, once his feelings upset Anggi. But wait!! It should be emphasized that this is just pretend. He's not really upset. Who also expresses emotions when met with people who managed to make a fall in heart like this.

"Lo get in trouble, Bass!" Anggi tightly clenched his hand.

"How do you know how to cook water? Ha??" cerocos Bass is like challenging the girl.

Anggi fondles Bass's words. It was true that he never did that at his father's house, but cooking water was easy. Yes, if Anggi admits defeat to Sebastian.

"Yes!!" strangle her with a typical female voice while being overwhelmed with annoyance.

"Well, I don't think you know. It's a pity that you actually know." Bass pretended to create a face of misfortune. From the beginning, he didn't know what to do.

"Bass, you know I didn't come! Do you make sprains know what?"

"Hm.." Bass mutters. "Gini deh, rather than you shit gawpain, mending we learn! Teach me the job of physics to avoid my suspension problem."

Anggi was silent for a moment.

"What is a physicist?" said the girl.

"Not really, but you're a featured kid. Ipa Child. You don't pity me? IPS child continues to be given the task of physics? Where'd you try?"

"How much about the mother?" ask Anggi.

"One hundred and fifty."

"Lo crazy! Oh me!" Anggi shook his head, testing Bass only.

"Please!" Bass pleaded by dropping both of his palms. "Gue can't go back if my job isn't done."

Again, Anggi fell silent. Shit for him when he found out that Bass was talking about his return. Come on, Bass, just now Anggi started to melt, is Bass going to leave him alone here.

"Watch?" Bass called.

"Why do we take a bite out of it?" anggi's proposal, trying to scare Bass not to go home too soon before the holidays end. Also, let them be together more often. His name is also monyat love, the idea appears suddenly as long as it can be with him.

"Nycil? What debt is paid?"

"Eh Sebastian Prananda!!! Still lucky to be helped. You think my brain's a machine and what's the answer?" anggi protested, his mouth wide open as if ready to devour Bass.

The man in question laughed seeing Anggi like that. "No matter! I was kidding kali! Yes, dicil. As long as it's finished a piece, let me calm down."

To calm down or to go home? Anggi murmured in the heart.

"Key.." Anggi. "Deal!"

"We can start now, Difa Anggita? I can't wait to hold the physics book that's too thick."

"Now?" Anggi.

Hose a few minutes, on the terrace of the house there is only Anggi and Bass who just finished transporting all the goods they need. Starting from reference books, formulas, paper to calculate, and pens. Do not forget two glasses of warm tea made by Bass that has not been tasted at all by both.

For Anggi, dealing with books like this is common. Understand each formula and memorize how each problem has an exit that ends with a sigh of relief. Bass has to face reality because he has never been faced with many books before. The most books ever on the Bass study table were only three.

"So where do we start, Anggi?" ask Bass.

"From the first number."

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