Wagering
Chaos in the Morning

At dawn he condemned the behavior of Sabiru and Baskara, the next morning he drove a car to the girl's apartment. I don't know, maybe the most wishy-washy human predicate of the century is indeed worthy of being pinned to an Arkafabian Syailendra. I don't know what was in his brain when he walked so sangai down the hallway of a quiet apartment, while carrying a shopping bag containing some groceries that he just bought from a nearby supermarket.

To maintain courtesy, Fabian decided to push the bell instead of entering the security code on the door. Not much, just three times he hit the bell and waited with a hen in front of the door while idly counting down starting from 20.

But, until the countdown was over, the door in front of him did not open as well. Is Sabiru still sleeping so she can't hear a loud bell? Or .. lest the girl is not in her apartment? What should Fabian do next? Should he call? Or just turn around and undo the intention to fill the empty girl's refrigerator?

Ha .. since he knew that Sabiru had a relationship with Baskara, he could not decide anything easily. He could no longer originly barge inside to ascertain if the girl was alright inside there. Because, there is always a shadow of Baskara's face that rages in his eye pelukur whenever he moves closer to Sabiru.

"Kan, dog." That's what he was pointing to himself. Already not knowing what to do, he decided to squeeze the bell once again. If it is not opened, then he will immediately turn around and put the groceries in front of the door of Sabiru's apartment. Let the girl clean it up on her own later.

"Gue count to three, if it does not appear also I will be b—" he said when the door in front of him opened and showed the figure of Sabiru with disheveled hair like never combed during life. "lik." Fabian continued his sentence a little, before finally exhaling a sigh of relief.

"Lo just woke up?" tanyanya while scanning the appearance of the girl. Ripped jeans, black short-sleeved shirts and watches. Nope. It's not the outfit of someone who just woke up. The girl was clearly preparing to leave for college. But ... What's with her hair? Why is it so messy?

"Why did you come here so early? What's it gonna take, hmm?" the girl asked as she closed her body forward, trying to close the door behind her as if she was hiding something and did not want Fabian to know about it.

Sabiru's movements like that clearly made Fabian even more suspicious. It seemed like something had happened, and for God's sake he was wondering what it was?

"Who's done anyway? Your hair's as messy as a lion." Investigate Fabian. Here, she starts to forget a little about the fact that she and Sabiru are just pretending to be dating. On some occasions, he likes to get out of control. Luckily now he knew that Sabiru was the one he should not touch, so the controls were a bit better. "Once fighting with cockroaches?"

"Newly want a sideline! Yeah, I just wanted a sidewalk. It was shampooing." A suspicious whimper came out after an answer that was said in a strange high tone, clearly making Fabian unable to believe it for granted. He was even more presenting a probing gaze towards the girl in front of him.

"Lo hasn't answered my question. What's the need to come here early in the morning?" that's obviously a diversion of issues, Fabian knows. But considering the clock has shown at 9 and he must quickly clean up the Sabiru refrigerator business before the first class starts at 10:45 later, so Fabian did not serve the effort to diversify the issue and instead broke into the girl's apartment.

Shopping bags full he brought to the kitchen, put on the counter to then disassemble the contents and then transferred into the refrigerator one by one.

While Fabian was busy arranging the groceries in the refrigerator, Blue stood unsettled behind him. Many times he turned his head towards his own room, where Baskara was hiding. In the heart can only repeatedly say a prayer, hopefully Fabian is not suspicious.

"It's ice cream why is this the shape, anyway?"

Blue turned towards Fabian. The young man served a half-spent chocolate-flavored ice cream cone. The other half was left as if the person eating it was in a hurry to go somewhere before it was discovered.

"O-oh, that's .. I suddenly mules fit again eating that ice cream, so I stay because I have to go to the toilet." Blue replied with the first reason appearing in his head. It was stupid Fabian would believe it or not.

"Jorok is so anjir. It's the chocolate's melting everywhere, dirtying the freezer."

No Blue ignored Fabian's nagging that continued to other things. Leftover food, rotten tomatoes that forget to be thrown away, canned drinks that spill everywhere. All the young men commented. Yep, yeah. Blue is that bad. So he won't comment back.

"Lo seems to have to hire ART anyway to take care of your apartment." Fabian proposes after cleaning up all the mess Blue made with his fridge

Hearing the proposal, Blue clucked. "If my money is that much to hire ART, I certainly do not live in a budget apartment like this, Fabian."

Yep. Also true. "If so, learn to clean up the house! Virgin child should not be dirty, it will be difficult to mate!"

"I swear, yeah. You look just like mom! I suspect the real God wants to make you born a woman, just not because of one thing or another!"

The refrigerator door that was originally still wide open, suddenly Fabian closed with a slightly slammed motion, making Sabiru who still intended to nyerocos then clenched her lips tightly.

The young man then walked over, raising an intimidating gaze that forced the girl to walk backwards. Keep retreating until his narrow back hits the cold kitchen wall.

"Well, if you're told, just dreadin, don't do most of the talking." Fabian said, from a distance of only one inch in front of Sabiru's face. "Rubble." Next, followed by a soft flick on the girl's forehead.

Satisfied to land the jolt, Fabian moved backwards. "Everything is done, don't worry anymore. Now I have to go to college, later in the afternoon I come here again to teach you how to cook." Fabian said, then he passed from before Sabiru without saying anything more.

"Waahhh ..." That's all Sabiru could mutter so unreliable that he had just been flicked by Fabian and the young man walked away without a trace of guilt.

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

That was before Fabian came....

"You want to go to college?" haggard Baskara while nibbling on the chocolate-flavored ice cream cone she stole from the fridge.

Sabiru who was pouring water into a glass, practically turned to look at the young man who was now hanging on the dining table with his leisure. "That's called dead nyari." He said while glancing.

Baskara even chuckled, making his body shake so that the ice cream cone that had begun to melt fell to the dirty shirt that the young man was wearing. It makes Blue tick. Inevitably, he left his intention to drink, then moved to pull some sheets of tissue and extend it to Baskara.

Instead of being accepted, the tissue was instead left hanging in the air. "Take. Cleanse." Declared. But Baskara still did not take it, the young man instead looked at him long enough, making the heat slowly spread Blue— cheeks - no matter what.

Either upset, or increasingly misbehaving, Blue turns around and intends to leave behind the annoying Baskara. But not yet had his legs swung, his body was made to stagger backward when his arms were pulled slowly by Baskara. His ending he was again brought before the young man, forced to face the bead with his dark and intoxicating eyes.

"Please clean up dong." Baskara's whispers are shameless. The ice cream was just placed on the table. Because now the two hands of the young man have landed on both sides of Sabiru's head, as if forcing the girl of his love did not run away anywhere.

"Related." Blue tried to shake Baskara's hand, but he ended up being frozen when the young man moved forward.

His movements were so sudden, that Blue had no time to dodge. Just know, their sharp noses have touched each other. The smell of chocolate wafted so freely, it penetrated into Sabiru's sense of smell that there was no other smell that he could escape.

Blue felt his heart beating fast along with more warm breaths belonging to Baskara that hit his face. Wrong, he even deeper into staring at the dark bead of the young man. Until now, he had completely lost control of himself.

"Can I kiss you?" ask Baskara suddenly. The smell of chocolate was so intense that blue felt it right on the tip of his tongue.

No answer was received, so Baskara intended to conclude the inertia as a yes. "I'll kiss you, then. If you don't like it, push me tight." Then no more sentences came out because his lips began to be busy penjelalang Sabiru's.

Baskara moved slowly. Touching each side of the girl's lips with great emotion. There was only a longing that was set forth from every touch he gave—which in a few seconds at the beginning, did not get a reply at all.

"It's always you," whispered Baskara amid the sip he made. Afterwards, either getting carried away, or Sabiru had finally decided to give her one more chance, Baskara felt the girl begin to return her kiss.

Their lips clashed in a consistent tempo. Sip each other, smack each other. The brown taste of Baskara tongue long ago mixed with the mint taste of the toothpaste that Sabiru used. The combination that then creates a new taste that increasingly makes them seem to float in the air.

"Fu*ck!" Sabiru cursed in her heart. Where has the grudge that he planted so fertile in the heart all this time? Why is he now even lulled, and as if there is nothing else on the face of the earth that can make him drunk besides Baskara's lips? Don't know! Don't ask him anything at this time, because his head feels empty now.

The longer they stay, the more they are immersed in the game. Sabiru's hair was disheveled because Baskara's hand was still resting on his head which moved to the right and left following the rhythm of kissing. The T-shirt Baskara was wearing had also turned tangled as Blue's naughty hands squeezed it strongly in order to channel the burning feeling inside the chest.

They drowned, too deep without knowing how to get back to the surface.

Until then, the bell that rang loudly as if jerking them to immediately return to their original place. Before the big waves came and rolled them deeper into the dark, gripping ocean floor.

Sabiru withdrew from Baskara and their link was automatically released. With both breaths up and down, they looked at each other.

"Who?" baskara asked when her breath had only been collected in half.

Sabiru shook her head slowly, unable to answer because her breathing was still lousy.

The bell sounded once again, louder as it seemed like someone standing in front of the door there was deliberately pressing down on it for quite a while.

Just there, Blue thought of one name. Fabians. No one else would have possibly floated him this early in the morning had it not been that young man.

"Bas" he said slowly, staring horror at the front door.

"What's? Why?" Baskara stared at the door.

"It's like .. it's Fabian, deh."

"HUH?!" Baskara. He jumped down from the table in a hurry. "Seriously? How then?"

Blue bites the fingernails while thinking what they should do now. Then, without warning, he pulled Baskara's arm and dragged her into the room.

"God!" Baskara was about to protest, but Sabiru quickly pressed her index finger against her own lips.

"Don't be noisy. You hide here first. Let me make sure it's Fabian or not." Then, Blue closed the room door and quickly ran towards the door.

Before heading to the door, he briefly covered the dinner table, picked up Baskara's ice cream and then put it in the freezer.

Sabiru thought that hiding Baskara and the remaining ice cream was enough. It turned out that he had forgotten to correct his own disheveled appearance.

Just-there!

Seriate

Okay, this is absurd. Why does Blue melt directly with Baskara? I don't know, just ask Blue herself. I'm tired. Yea!