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55: Chicken pecel

"Why is Geonevan here?" Shasyania was still guessing in her heart, about the man who was still sleeping soundly in his sleep, "hmmm..., did I wake up? Oh no-no! temperament Nevan is like a mountain of merapi, rather than me being sprayed I'd better find it safe!" he murmured, leaving the room to hurry to clean up.

The sticky feeling all over the body was finally replaced by the smell of flowers that smelled from Shasyania's body, he was so enjoying his bath time, that the mood in him immediately increased. It took him half an hour to complete the refreshment ritual, and as the hand pulled the doorknob a small incident occurred.

Chequek!

"CHRISTYRRH!!!"

His body staggered back and he almost hit the cold tile down there, fortunately Nevan had above average reflexes, until the man immediately grabbed Shasyania's body.

His distinctive face of waking up instantly vanished, replaced with a locking gaze full of question marks, "Why do you scream? I'm not a ghost!" nevan protests, while helping Shasyania to stand up straight again.

"I know you're not a ghost but you surprise me!"

Suddenly a stabbing taste came back, "Can the bathroom pinjem for a moment? I can't stand it!"

Shasyania moves away from the side of the door, and gives the male visible access to complete the natural code of his digestive system.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Wait a minute!" said Shasyania, "please no more surprises, my body is very tired" he explained.

"Good afternoon Miss, my arrival is here to bring what Young Master ordered," explained a man in a black suit, and it looks also next to his hand is carrying a medium-sized paper bag.

Shasyania's eyes were still fixed, there was a question that came to her mind about the contents of the paper bag.

"Miss?"

"Ohh..iya yes?"

"Can I go in to give this to Young Master?"

"Sure, come in."

"Thank you Miss" he said, bowing respectfully.

Spreading his gaze across the area, until he finally returned to ask, "Sorry Miss, Young Master where are ya?"

"Geonevan is again in the bathroom," he replied as he moved his index finger to reveal the spot.

"Bathroom? oh no!" The man was inward, it seemed that he was already very afraid if his Young Master waited for a long time.

With fear up and down he tried to control himself, before his hand knocked on the bathroom door, "This Young Master is me," he said slowly.

"Put it down and go home!"

"Good Young Master."

Nevan resumed his activity of shampooing, he who had just finished defecating chose to all clean himself, but when the two hands were rubbing hair, he had just finished defecating, his memory of this room not being in the room made him shout at a name.

"BION!"

Fortunately the owner of the name was not too far away, until the man immediately turned around and ran over, "Yes Young Master?"

"Bring in what I told you to!"

"Good Young Master."

And when Nevan was not ready to shift his body to the side, Bion who without waiting for the cue again had pushed the door open wide, and it successfully revealed the figure of Nevan who was standing with a surprised face, even his expression of surprise was also rubbed into the face of the girl who was still staring at him with a stiff silent body. Shasyania who was originally about to head for the kitchen accidentally glanced towards the bathroom and watched the thing that she should not have seen.

Only using black color, Nevan tried to stay calm as if nothing happened.

"Where?"

"This is Young Master, and ma__,"

"I'm sorry? do what, get out!" tell him, while closing the door.

Quiet outside but hot inside, that's what happened behind the bathroom door, panic attacks started to spread all over Nevan's body, he was so ashamed of the incident. His mind that began to get out of control made him confused what else to do, so that the paper bag he brought almost he put in the bathtub.

For a long time he felt wrong, until his mind began to be a little restrained, "I have to be ashamed, my body shape is very good, he should be proud to see this, he should be proud to see this, masterpiece sculptures that only selected people have!" believe in yourself, but seconds later, "no! nay! it's so embarrassing, you bastard squire! look out for Bion I'm going to the dam!"

Shasyania is also no less confused, he even turned back and changed the initial plan to go to the kitchen.

"Yes?"

"I beg you not to bring up the incident, just think of it like a mirage. Please help me Miss, Young Master must be very embarrassed," Bion clenched his hands together so that Shasyania would be generous.

"Obviously I won't talk about it! and why should he who is ashamed, who deserves to be ashamed, be me, for he slyly glanced in that direction!" A voice that only the owner understands. Shasyania could not be that easy to reveal something that was plaguing her mind.

"Sure, of course!" he said, with a smile that seemed forced.

"Well Miss, then excuse me" said Bion, who was then nodding his head by Shasyania.

......................

Silent, silent as if they were busy with their own thoughts, just sitting dumbstruck staring in different directions, the two teenagers were sitting in the living room.

Until one of them started to open his voice, "Hmm, how come you can be in Geonevan's house?"

"Liliana's mother gave her permission"

"Ohh."

"Gue's hungry!" to be honest, that was misinterpreted by Shasyania.

"Ohh yeah? you can go home anyway," the expression made Nevan's eyebrows furrow, because Shasyania's answer was completely deviated from her expectations.

"We don't have an appointment to eat together."

"Yes tap__,"

"Can't you or won't you?"

Shasyania's mouth was immediately shut, as if petting to answer Nevan's question. And the feeling if the man in front of him looked creepy again arose, when Shasyania felt there was something different with Geonevan's attitude, either it was a shameful reaction like Bion said or something had happened.

"We're on the road now?"

"Yes" he answered briefly.

Pulling the gas lever, until the speedometer shows the average speed. Without speaking and only the roar of motors fills their hearing.

Up to a point one kilometer from Shasyania's house, only then did he ventured to pull a jacket that Nevan wore.

"Why?"

"I want to eat chicken pecel there."

"What's? chicken pecel?" reworked.

"Yes chicken pecel, you don't like it?"

"No, I'm just afraid of being wrong."

Slowly the motor approached the road line with a flickering turn signal on the left.

"What do you want to messen?"

"Samely, I only have two portions."

After the answer no more words came out of Nevan's mouth, the atmosphere continued until their order came.

"Ohuk!" just once Nevan's mouthful had choked, he glanced right to left as if he was looking for space for her to neutralize the suffocating feeling that was currently gnawing at his throat.

"Drink first, and don't rush!" shasyania said, while thrusting a drink at Nevan, "doesn't like the taste? or is the food too spicy?"

"It's delicious! I like it, and it's spicy? no way!" he rebutted, and he began to re-insert the food into his mouth.

"Damn it shit!" his mind, who keeps trying to eat food is full of delights.

Shasyania, aware of Nevan's compulsion, chooses to pull the side dish, "Eat the chicken!"

"No taste."

"You like to know tempeh?"

"Lumayan."

Hearing Nevan's reply made Shasyania rush to call the seller to order tofu tempeh with plain fried sambal.