The Sweetes Feeling 2's
The Forest Behind The House

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"Good morning? I thought you were coming with your parents to Bogor." Regan aligned her steps as soon as Anandita crossed the path of Nikolai's backyard.

The girl followed her grandmother and grandfather who had gone jogging with other grandchildren. While Regan's been doing reconnaissance since morning.

"Amorning is Om here?" Anandita.

"Yes, I'm not coming home." Regan answered.

"Times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why? Because I am huh? Cieee, until his martial will doesn't come home." The girl scoffed.

"Your astonishment. Mr. Daryl, who forbade me from coming home, said he might need me at any time." The man said.

Anandita turned the eyeball then started running to catch up.

"Ann?" Regan followed him. "Ann, why the hell do you like this situation so much? Not tired of what?" Then he grabbed her wrist.

"Ann? Listen to me talk, why are you so hard …."

But the girl touched her hand so that Regan's grip slipped off.

"It's in Opa's house." Anandita. "Don't Om himself say that we can't be too flashy?" He ran back, and this time to avoid Regan.

"But here is the only place that none of your Papa's spies. So, let's talk?"

Anandita's a little whimpering. "Om ngaco ah!" The girl continued her steps.

"But Ann?"

But then Anandita stopped and turned around. "It seems that the talk of Om was true."

"What about?" The man frowned.

"It's true that I'm not the time for a boyfriend-dating. My mind is still childish to have a relationship with an adult like Om. So it's like …."

"What do you mean? Does this still have anything to do with your request that night? Why are you still talking about it?" Regan remembered their last interaction before finally silencing each other like this.

Anandita did not answer.

"Sorry, Ann. I can't follow your will on that one. The reason is clear, your parents are not home, and the place is quite dangerous because your father will definitely keep an eye on you. Then if I come that night, imagine what your father thought of me?"

Anandita nodded her head. "Yes .. makes sense. I understand." He answers.

"Then where's the problem? Why does that still make you mad at me?" Regan asked for an explanation.

"I'm not angry." And Nandita answered.

"But your attitude towards me is still like this, Ann. Why?"

"Umm .. If I'm a laxity, it seems immature. It's not funny if for example it will be discovered if we have a relationship, I still get punished. Can be sent abroad with Papa. Haha." The girl laughed.

"Not to mention that Om also has a problem, right? The atmosphere just keeps getting bad. That's why." They step side by side.

"Ann? The time you want us …."

"Om want us to make it easy?" The girl cut her words.

"What?" Makes Regan gasp.

"I guess I was wrong because I kept bothering Om? Not sure if you have a relationship like this. Haha." Anandita laughed again. "My life isn't enough."

"Is this because of my job? You feel like I'm ignoring you too much and prefer a job? You know for yourself if …."

"No. It has nothing to do with work or anything. It's just I'm hoping for more." Anandita gave an answer.

Which makes Regan suddenly feel unwilling. "Ann, don't do this. Why is your reason not clear?" He took her hand again.

"Hu'um, Um. I ask not for it." Anandita laughed again but instead made Regan feel bad.

"Casual, Om. Relaxed. I love you the same Om. But maybe the time is wrong for us to be together now. I just realized the problem …." Anandita scratched her un-itchy head. "Our priorities are not the same."

She looked at Regan's face, which was also staring at her.

"There's no way the reason could be just because of that." He opens his voice.

"You're not the first woman to ask to be separated when the relationship is fine. Even when I struggle to keep myself steady, for you women don't have enough patience to wait" she said.

"Yes, right. Our priorities are not the same. I don't know what you might be after for starting it yet. But to me, everything is clear. I'm strengthening my legs, so that if I stand up, no one will be able to take me down, Ann."

"But ... It's useless to explain it, isn't it? Because in fact you'll never understand."

Anandita is silent.

"So, what do you want? I'm away?" Regan then asked.

The girl bit her lips hard arm.

"It's okay if your answer is yes." He continued.

Anandita looked back at her face.

"You always come closer when I don't feel anything. Trying to attract attention when I don't care, and flirting when I refuse to be there. Then now that things have changed you want me to stay away? That so?" Regan took two steps forward so that their distance was only a few inches away. And that made the girl in front of him gasp.

"You want to get away with that cliche excuse? A hum?" he said again, leaning forward so that Anandita retreated.

"Yes, just in your dreams!" Regan growled a little.

Make Anandita immediately push Regan's chest to get the man away from her. But his disturbed balance made him look good and almost fell backward if Regan did not immediately take his hand.

"Heh, awaited from earlier even messing around here?" Rania emerges from the corner after a long wait ahead but her niece does not arrive.

"Eee .. This .. Om Her Regions, Auntie. Uh …." Anandita closed her mouth when she almost spoke.

"Udah, spit. Later left Opa." said Rania who included his head.

"Umm .. Yes, Tan." Then the girl rushed over to Rania who immediately continued on her way to the small forest back there.

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"Sister Ann, you are a princes." Anya put a flower bond made circular on Anandita's head.

They sat in the middle area of the forest whose grass thrived.

"Princess what?" The girl laughed as she grabbed the flower.

"No! Don't you take it off!" But Anya immediately stopped him.

"What the hell, Anya?"

"That's the opa that makes it, she said to the princess. Look, I'm also contrived." The child shows a smaller flower bond.

"Oh, from Opa." And Anandita let the object stay in her head while glancing at Satria.

The man smiled.

"Because Asha's sister doesn't exist, so the princess is just the two of us." Anya jumped up with her excitement.

"And me as a prince!" Zenya replied as he moved closer to his brother and sister cousin. With a small piece of wood he used as a sword.

"Hadeh, must be a character halu again." Rania downed the drinking water she had brought from home.

Dimitri laughed as he looked at his son who was acting like he was fighting.

"Overnight papi fairytalein what the hell up to the imagination of children like that? Temporarily a soldier on the battlefield, intermittently become the king of the same queen, end it becomes Robinhood." The woman also spoke.

"Yes definitely not the story we told. About the ocean liner or the race on the track." And Dimitri said.

"Our story isn't good for them?" Rania looked at her niece and daughter who were engrossed in their new toys.

"It's not exciting. It's just, papi's fairy tale is more exciting." Dimitri laughed again.

"The old man of old times was mang pinter storytelling. Sometimes I just wait until I get fit again. Like my grandfather used to be that way too." Rania.

"Times?"

"Seriously."

"What's the story about?"

"So I'm still a monkey." Rania was enthusiastic. She then faced her husband.

"What's that story about? I just heard." Dimitri frowned.

"Well, did you just hear? It's a popular fairy tale among the kids of old times know?!"

"Oh yeah? But why don't I know?"

"That same grandma never fabledin if you nginep in Bandung?"

Dimitri shook his head. "Or maybe forget?"

"Ah, over in Russia anyway, so much is not inget."

The man laughed again. "What was the story called?" Then he asked.

"Sakadang Kuya Jeung Sakadang Monkey."

"A better title isn't there?"

"There was. Many."

"What?"

"Peucang Sakadang?"

"Then?"

"So much manuk."

"A crocodile is also there. All fairy tales exist. You will not be bored."

Dimitri laughed again. "Why is the title funny? Isn't there anything cooler like The Lord Of The Ring? Or Harry Potter, for example."

"Sunda Version exists." Rania grinning.

"What?"

"Ring Scramble. Or the Shaman Santet."

Dimitri fell silent with a frown, then the two men both laughed at the absurd conversation.

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