Wagering
Why?

Towards dawn, Blue settles out of the room, then stays glued long enough in the doorway to look at the figure who is now sound asleep on the sofa— curled up like a baby in the womb.

Last night, he opened his ears wide to hear all the excuses that came out of Baskara's lips after their cries had both subsided. He let his ego step aside for a moment, only to hear where he had done wrong until he was abandoned.

However, he ends up blaming himself for it turns out, Baskara is much more broken than he is. When he thinks the young man is gone because something is wrong with him, or his love may be gone, Baskara goes to save himself. She was slowly crushed by a rift in the household of her parents.

Blue sorry. That deep. Because unlike Baskara who was always by his side to help solve all the problems he had, Blue did not know anything about the young man.

Blue did not know that behind the bright smile that Baskara had always presented to everyone, the young man had a lot of wounds. And as someone who claims to love her, Blue feels she has failed.

How could he not recognize the circumstances of his loved ones? How could he be so insensitive, and always think Baskara was fine just because the young man never complained about her? Why could he not read the fragility that appeared in the young man's eyes, which now looked so clear even without being translated into words?

Again just why and how could that fill Blue's head, even after he knew everything.

"Gue is destroyed, Blue. And the only way I could think of it, the old boy just went away from your life, so you wouldn't get ruined with me."

"But then, years later, I realized that your absence in my life only made things more complicated. I do a lot of stupid things. Drinking alcohol, damaging my lungs by smoking, and also sleeping as many women as I myself do not know what their medical history is. I destroyed myself, far more than when you were still by my side."

"Sadly again, I still can't get Papa. He's still gone. His soul never returned even though now his body is the same as me and Mama."

"For years, I've never had a night without our parting cry. I want to run to lo again, to say that all I did was a mistake for being too rash. But, the courage did not appear at all and I ended up only able to be sincere when you were taken away with Aunt Maya to Surabaya. There, I feel like half my life is completely gone."

"Keep appearing again, making me wish I had a chance to make amends for the mistakes I've made in the past. Yes ... I know my way to appear again in front of you is wrong. I'm still stupid like I used to be."

"When you want to complain to me, I will surely be willing to ear to horrify everything, Bas." Blue murmured alone. Then, with a bold step, he walked up to the young man.

"Lo suffers alone, and I spend my time planning revenge. Try to imagine, if God did not give you the opportunity to explain all this to me, and I ended up knowing everything after my revenge plan was implemented, what would I be destroyed later?" blue hands outstretched, touching Baskara's cold cheeks. "Lo shouldn't hesitate to believe me, Bas. Lo should have ..." Blue sentence faltered. He felt his chest full again and the only way to refrain from crying again was to bite his own lower lip.

"Lo shouldn't have suffered alone, Baskara." He was lost for the last time, before he sat down beside the sofa and drowned his face in the folds of the young man's arms that were made a pillow by the owner.

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Elsewhere, dawn was an annoying time for a Fabian. For hours he laid himself on the bed, but he could not sleep at all. His head was very noisy, full of things that were connected on one side, but felt far on the other side.

The sweet taste left behind from the kiss made by Sabiru is one of the things that make it never go to sleep. But the fact that Sabiru did it in front of Baskara, was something else that worried Fabian more.

Not long. It was probably only about two days ago when Fabian finally learned that there was indeed something between Baskara and Sabiru. Armed with little ability to figure out, he manages to discover the fact that they turned out to be lovers in the past. I don't know what broke them up, and how that romantic relationship turned into an invisible cold war.

Clearly, everything makes sense now. Why Baskara negitu lusted to make Sabiru as a betting material among so many students on campus. Why did the young man always show a different look to Sabiru. And most importantly, the reason why Sabiru was willing to be used as betting material when it would obviously make her image deteriorate.

Fabian let out a long breath, then moved slowly to touch his lips as he glanced blankly at the ceiling of his room. Faintly, he could feel how Sabiru's lips moved slowly there, leaving so many touches that ended up making him almost insane.

Don't be surprised, but it was his first kiss. Unlike the other members of Pain Killer, who loved to play with a variety of women, he became the only one who never even felt what was called a kiss. Her fear of not giving birth to other children like her had made her close her heart tightly, so that none of the women managed to stop by even though there were also some of them who had managed to make her a little interested.

Fabian never thought of falling in love with anyone. Not at all.

But why did his heart beat so fast when Sabiru's lips touched her last night? Is it some sort of natural body response that will be shown whenever it comes into contact with another person, or is it because he feels worried that Baskara might go berserk because her ex-boyfriend touched someone else in front of his own eyes?

"Dog, let's." His grunt. Right now, he felt like he was in the middle of a battlefield. He is a hostage, which in whichever direction he is taken, his fate will still not end well.

Why should Sabiru and Baskara drag him into this cold war? WHYYY?!

"LO'S BOTH DOGS!!!" fabian exclaimed as he ruffled his own hair.

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