Wagering
Getting Better

Baskara's confession to him and Blue had a long tail until six days later. During those six days, Renob rested Baskara, not considering the presence of the young man in each of their gatherings.

But strangely, that did not apply to Sabiru. Unlike Baskara who was considered a wind past, Reno actually treated the girl well. In fact, he always asked Fabian to take the girl with him every time they gathered to the headquarters. If the girl refuses to come, then Baskara will also not be allowed to attend.

“It's like I've officially exited from Pain Killer no, anyway?” whispered Baskara to Juan who was sleeping on his lap.

On the front porch there, Blue and Reno were smoking together. Sharing tobacco twists while watching how the rain spots fall into the yard.

Juan chuckled softly. The orange-flavored lollipop candy she was covering was removed from the mouth, then passed into the mouth of Baskara. “Not yet official, really. There is no voting meeting.” Joking.

“Sialan.” Baskara. The candy that belongs to Juan who now inhabits his mouth he was as strong as possible. The sour taste that came from there instantly overwhelmed every part of his tongue, helping to stimulate the other cells in his body to re-awake.

“She's just still a prestige to make ngajakin better.” Suddenly, Fabian appeared from the direction of the kitchen. The young man came carrying two cans of beer, one has been opened—and seems to have also been drunk—and another one is still in a sealed state. “Just relax, a little more also behind the normal attitude.” The young man continued, holding out the sealed can of beer to Juan.

“Make me where?” bill Baskara, when he realized he did not get the beer.

“Nothing. You have to anterin Blue go home later, can not drink.” Fabian.

Baskara throbbed, especially when he saw Juan who had risen from his sleep position seemed to sip his beer with a look of ridicule. “Lo's face is normal!” the thrill as Juan became more and more ridiculing him.

The one being rumored was even laughing. The beer that had not been swallowed was also almost gushed out.

“Wey, the dog!” Baskara sewot herself while distancing herself from Juan. Afraid that the young man would actually spray him.

Fabian shook his head slowly, then placed his half-empty can of beer on the table. “For cigarettes, Bas, I want to shine in front.” His love for Baskara.

Baskara said nothing, immediately took a cigarette out of his pants pocket and held it out to Fabian. “Sisa three rods, do not finish.” His message.

“Lou much money, buy cigarettes the same factories are also not difficult times.” Fabian said, pulling one cigarette out of the pack.

“Not a problem with the money! I made another purchase!” Baskara.

“Breath if not automatic also must be lo mager.” Cibir Fabian's. Then, he glanced towards the terrace before Baskara's chatty lips came back blabbering.

“Heh! I'm talking again! Fabian!” Baskara exclaimed, but of course it was useless because Fabian had already disappeared from sight. “Friends are his behavior!” nagelnya, this time turned to Juan who was still enjoying his beer.

“Si bego, your girlfriend is it.” Juan did not take a headache, back to enjoy his beer with solemnity.

“Insect, my girlfriend mah his name Sabiru!”

“Ngapain bring my name?”

Baskara and Juan turned in unison toward the door. Blue stood there, with a confused look because a moment before his name was mentioned by Baskara. “There's a problem?” ask the girl again.

“Gue not follow.” Juan immediately got up from his seat, then walked leisurely towards the front door. To escape, the story. Lazy involved household tempests of others.

Baskara glanced at Juan who did not look back until his figure disappeared. “Friends are useless.” His grunt.

“Lo why the hell?” tanya Blue who still does not understand why Baskara ngoceh-ngoceh himself after saying his name.

“Nothing. Shrimp anyway? Want to go home now?” Baskara tried to divert the conversation.

“Later. Reno's ordering pizza for us. Eat first, then just go home.” Blue walked over, then sat down next to Baskara.

“Order Pizza? Tumbens. That kid doesn't really like pizza.” Baskara said astonishment.

Blue just sniffs the shoulders. Seeing that there was an idle lollipop in Baskara's hand, the girl casually grabbed the lollipop and put it in her mouth.

“Wey, that's my ex!” baskara was surprised.

“Ya continue?” ask Blue. “Can't be upset if your ex goes into my mouth?”

“The problem, before entering my mouth, is that candy also goes into his mouth Juan.”

The sour taste of the lollipop that originally felt fresh suddenly felt bland after Blue heard Baskara's explanation. He froze for a few seconds, then immediately melted the stolen lollipop after his consciousness returned. “Why not say?!” yells. One thump he floated onto Baskara's shoulder.

“Mean it don't come from comot!” Baskara back nagging. The flickering of the Blue forehead is a bit tight so that makes the girl squeal.

“Ya will be in your hands candy.” Blue while scowling. His hand rubbed gently the forehead that was a bit twitching because of the work of Baskara.

“That's because the candy is in my hands, doesn't mean you can be comot. What if it turns out that candy can I take from the floor because previously felled with other children? What if it turns out that the candy has been licked by flies and I intend to throw him in the trash. How about—”

“Eugh! Very chatty my man.” Blue Serobot, making Baskara instantly pursed his lips. Misfocus on the word my man Blue said.

“What was it?” tanyakanya. “What foot?”

“Laki I.”

“Ulangin again try.”

“My foot, satisfied?!”

Baskara's smile rose and instantly widened. “Lo bini I dong mean? When did we marry him? Tomorrow?” goda.

Blue shook hands in front of Baskara's face, casting off a beautiful delusion that was just about to begin. “Mbahmu marry! College was right!”

“Who wants to marry?” a sudden voice.

Reno, walking towards them while carrying two pizza boxes. Juan and Fabian entered shortly afterwards.

“Nothing. Did anyone mention marriage?” blue Kilah. To hide his misdeeds, he grabbed two pizza boxes from Reno's hand and helped the young man serve them on the table.

Fortunately, Reno did not extend the question of marriage. The young man walked into the kitchen, then returned shortly afterwards with a can of beer and two bottles of mineral water.

“Nih.” The young man held out two bottles of mineral water towards Blue. “One's love for lo.” girlfriend He turned without looking at Baskara.

Blue received the two bottles of mineral water, then passed one to Baskara according to what Reno had instructed earlier.

Juan opened one of the two pizza boxes. A special aroma spread to fill the living room, waking worms in the stomach that immediately thrashed to be fed.

“Hmm...” Juan muttering. “Like someone's favorite flavor.” Sindirnya while glancing towards Reno and Baskara alternately. Secretly, he smiled amusedly. Inexhaustible with the attitude of tsundere Reno who prefers things like this to be used as a tool to make up, instead of just saying sorry and shaking hands.

“I see, I see.” Fabian.

Blue who knew nothing could only stare at the four youths surrounding him one by one. What is wrong with a pizza pan with a sprinkling of chicken, peppers and mozzarella cheese?

Fabian and Juan looked at each other, exchanged smiles before finally grabbing a slice of pizza from the baking sheet and happily devouring it. Blue also picked one up, while Basakara was even glued to Reno.

Then suddenly, Baskara hugged Reno, making the young man immediately tore up. “Dog! Why?!” pekik Reno, trying to escape from Baskara's embrace.

“Please!” shouted again. More excited he squirms in an effort to get away. “Bas! Don't you let go, your head that I got off!"

But Baskara was deaf. Boro-boro is released, the embrace of which is increasingly stretched. And as if dissatisfied with making a furore, the young man even planted a kiss on Reno's neck. “Gue knows you're bucin as me, Ren. Thanks, yes.” Said Baskara confidently.

“Najis!” Reno scooped up Baskara's face, pushing her away. “Can get my rabies later!”

“Ya dong. It was a kiss that could cure all kinds of diseases. You should be proud to be able to get it.”

“MATAMU!”

“My eyes are two.”

“JING! DON'T KISS ME KEEP GOING!!!”

The scene that followed did not need to be told anymore, let it be something that only Juan could witness, Blue and Fabian as entertainment on this rainy Sunday night— accompanied by a pizza full of mozzarella cheese melted in the mouth.

...****************...

As it had been drained of his life, Reno walked gontai entered his room with the help of Juan who was ready to be on standby holding his horn from the moment he got out of the car.

All this is the effect of the actions of Baskara bars who are completely unwilling to let go of hugs, and constantly land a wet kiss on his neck and smooth cheeks.

“Euwh!” Reno shuddered in horror as the memories of the incident at the headquarters reappeared. It was still clear how the sensation he felt when Baskara's wet lips touched his skin. For God's sake, it's disgusting.

“Vice basin!” the sudden thrill, made Juan who was still holding his arm jump in shock. “Ingetin I'll kill him tomorrow if I see you again.” He turned to look at Juan. His gaze that had originally seemed empty, was now turning giddy and hateful.

Juan said nothing, only the mangosteen as he slowly pulled Reno's arm and led her to the bed. “Rest first, let tomorrow have the power to kill Baskara.” His speech.

Reno sighed softly. Juan's hand on his arm he threw it softly. “Tonight I slept alone. Still kinda traumatized I'm close to each other.”

“Kok?”

Reno pleaded, “Why? Don't like it?”

“Ya .. not so.” Chirp Juan. “So I sleep where?”

“The room in this house is not just one, Juananda. Just choose which one, don't like difficult people.”

“The problem is my gaming computer is here.”

“More important gaming computers than me?”

Checkmate. Okay, alright. It was most true what Reno wanted. It's useless to fight. It is free to give arguments. The ends will only lose and be made to eat the heart.

“Yes, I slept in the next room.” With pouting lips, Juan walked out of the room. Don't forget he brought his favorite pillow so he can sleep well tonight.

After Juan left, Reno jumped on the bed, laid down her tired body and closed her eyes. Many things were milling around in his head when his eyes closed. His chat with Blue this afternoon, where he asked how could the girl receive Baskara again after all that had happened. The absurd behavior of Baskara who hugged and kissed him brutally. Until the most frequent came the figure of Clarissa who was not a second ever absent from his mind.

Together with the long breath he escaped, Reno reopened his eyes. Unfortunately, he instead found Clarissa's face that seemed so clear in front of his eyes. The girl was still beautiful, with a pair of dimples that appeared every time her smile was on its back. His bright brown eyes with lentic eyelash ornaments seemed to call himself to walk closer, grab his hand, then clench his body tightly.

“Fxck, I miss her so much.” Mumbled. He rubbed his face rough, and it turned out to make the image of Clarissa's face instantly disappear.

But that doesn't mean everything gets better after the shadow of the girl's face disappears. In fact, he's getting more and more involved. His gaze seemed empty, fixed on the ceiling of his room.

“Fighting, Ren. Proof that you still love him. No matter how angry he is, if you still have a place in his heart, he will surely love you the 2nd chance.”

Pieces of his conversation with Blue this afternoon re-echoed. In addition to giving her the spirit to fight for Clarissa again, the girl also gives tips, based on her point of view as a fellow woman.

“Turunin prestige lo little. It is better to hold shame—if rejected—than you regret for never trying to fight for him at all.” This advice comes from Fabian. The immortal singles who actually have the ability to find solutions to the problems of romance that occur in his relationship, Juan and Baskara.

“Hah...” Reno let out a low breath. Then, he sat himself on the bed. His hand reached into the jacket pocket, then took the phone out of there. For a moment, he looked at his extinguished phone while considering whether he should start his first steps tonight.

After thinking for a long time, Reno finally turned on his phone. His long fingers moved agilely over the keypad, typing in a few words to send to Clarissa.

Not wanting her prestige to reappear, Reno hurriedly pressed the send button, then threw her phone on the bed and then ran towards the bathroom. Truly, he was not prepared to receive a reply from Clarissa. He also has not mentally prepared if Clarissa refuses his invitation to run early in the city park tomorrow morning.

...****************...

In the next room, Juan was hanging out in the corner, sitting on a wooden chair with a guitar in his lap. The night is getting thicker, the rain that falls has not shown any signs of subsiding in the near future. This kind of atmosphere is most suitable to be spent by singing soft songs and accompanied by guitar quotes.

Tonight, because he was not sad, he chose to sing a song that has been frequently milling around on many social media that he has. A simple love song titled “komang” was created by a musician named Raim Laode, as an offering for the lover of the heart. The manifestation of how much gratitude he had was met with someone so perfect in his eyes.

The guitar strings began to be plucked. The intro is soft amid the rustling sound of rain out there. Juan closed his eyes, trying to absorb every twisting temple on his head before he shot it through his lips.

The intro is over, it's time for Juan to start singing. That's when he opened his eyes, anchored his eyes on the glass window that was now dewy exposed to rain water.

“From a distance, drawn stories about us, separated by distance and time. I want to express my longing through the word beautiful, not enough for you. Because you're too beautiful than a word. The world stops for a moment enjoying your beautiful.”

“And if I'm not with you, I make sure the world isn't as beautiful as yesterday. Simple laughter is enough, complete life with you.”

“If my day goes by without your face, free my smile with him.”

“For you are too beautiful to just say. The world stops for a moment enjoying your beautiful..” Juan ended his singing with a faint smile that spread to the eyes.

Along his lips opened, humming the song, only one name and one figure filled his head. Zahira Casanov. The beautiful girl in the hood of a medical student who had secretly stolen her heart since the past few months.

Her beautiful smile, her eyes that continued to stare in the shade, her soft voice and the girl's polite demeanor really became a special attraction for Juan. In his eyes, Zahira resembled an oasis in the middle of a barren desert. Come to help him from a terrible drought.

“If I hadn't been a jerk, I would probably be full of confidence for deketin lo, Za.” Whispers slowly.

Is correct. That feeling is that he is alone. None of the members of Pain Killer know, let alone Zahira. To him, he was still far from being good enough to be able to get close to a perfect girl like Zahira. Because it feels kind of brazen for a jerk like himself to want a creature as perfect as Zahira.

So instead of ngoyo to get close to the girl, Juan simply allowed himself to be a secret admirer, admiring and observing Zahira from a distance while praying; whomever would later manage to get the girl's heart, he said, I hope he is a good man who knows how to respect women.

“May always be happy, Zahira Casanova.” His last message before his guitar genjergan took him to another atmosphere following the next songs he sang as a form of consolation for himself.

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