THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 67'S
Happy reading....
‘Kill? ... doesn't that mean killing? .... Son, want to kill someone?.... Is .... are they criminals?’ Girl bit her lip. His chest was slightly pounding, somewhat frightened at this moment.
The dumbest girl in front of the door of the room where she was.
Till..
“Sorry Miss, can I help you?”
A voice made the girl who was standing outside the door of the room where it was heard that the Son, Damian, Garret and Danny were talking seriously was a little bit of a squeak in the place where she was standing right now.
“Ah no. I just got off toilet”
“I'll just catch up with you, Girl”
“Pu – Son.” The girl who had been daydreaming for some time was not aware that in the room, the four men were only discussing briefly. Until the existence of the Son who has been on the doorstep makes the Girl a little nervous.
“You're a little old?”
“Emm it – I was a little lost earlier looking for this room”
The girl tried to smile at the Son who had nodded at the girl's reply.
“Ya. Come back to” Invite the Son who embraces the waist of the Girl and bring her back to her seat.
The son then excuses her to go to the toilet after bringing the girl back to sit.
***
“What's up?”
The son turns to the girl who is now in the car after they both follow Danny, Damian and Garret finished dinner at a restaurant in a famous Casino Hotel in the Capital.
“Hm?. What is it, how?...”
The girl who had been looking out from behind the window of the car immediately turned her head when she heard the Son ask her.
“I notice you are more silent since from the rest room (toilet ) earlier” said Putra.
“No. I'm fine – what ..”
The girl showed her smile.
The son pulled a little one corner of his lips.
Then he turned back to the street in front of him. “You heard it didn't?”
A moment later the Son asked, asking. Looking back for a moment at the Girl, with a slight angled back.
“A – what? .... you mean, Son?” The girl asked in a slightly nervous voice.
“My conversation with my three brothers when you went to the rest room at the restaurant was” Sahut Putra flat.
Girl glances at Son.
“I – it ..”
The girl lowered her face while playing her finger propped up on her thigh.
Doubt to say. “What have you heard?...”
Gluey!
‘I have to answer what is this?. Did I just say that I heard he was planning to kill someone?.’
“Hem, Girl? ...”
Again the Son turned his face to the Girl with a flat look. The girl who heard the Son who seemed to demand an answer from her ventured to raise her face and looked at the Son who briefly looked ahead, then looked back at her.
The son looks flat on his face.
“Did you hear that I want to ‘ snuff out someone's’?”
The girl did not answer. But then he made a sound.
“Iya.”
“Makes you uncomfortable?”
“A – pa .. is it true?.”
Son tilted. “If I answer yes?”
Girl gulps her saliva.
“Lantas, will you withdraw your decision to be my future girlfriend?”
“I..”
“You please just think like that” Sambar Putra before Girl finishes her sentence. “But I won't let go of you”
The son confirmed with his voice that sounded calm.
“Tak I'll take off, even if you want to take off”
The son reiterated.
“Run as far as possible, but I'll find you”
Son added.
“And if that happens... You try to go, and I managed to find you, I will put you in a place where you will not be able to go where – whichever else”
Gluey!
***
“Sorry, make you go home a little late”
“Nothing – what” Sahut Girl while smiling after the Son's car arrived at the place usually Girl down every time the Son drove her home. Son helps Girl release her seatbelt. “Thank you ya”
The girl smiled after Son helped her release her seatbelt.
“Say, are you afraid of me now?” Ask Son.
Girl folds her lips.
“Sit” Answer Girl without hesitation.
But then, then,
The cup!
The girl cupped the Son's face and landed a brief kiss on the cheek of the Son who was immediately stunned by the Girl's attitude just now.
“But obviously you love me, so do I to you”
The girl has not yet removed her fist from the Son's face.
“You said yourself that we don't know each other yet, right?.”
The girl smiled at his smile. Pasting his forehead with the forehead of the Son.
“I'm afraid. But I believe that you have a reason for every single thing you do and decide”
Removing his forehead from the forehead of the Son later, but still cupping the face of the Son who seemed stunned and had not said anything other than letting the Girl talk, while looking at the bead of the Girl's eyes with her eyes.
“I won't run. Take it easy” Girl chuckles small while squeezing the wrath of the Son's nose. “Yes already, I'm down huh?. Te-... hmmmphh”
Silenced girl.
Because the Son immediately pulls the nape of the Girl and holds her back when the Son attaches his lips with the lips of the Girl.
Instead of – instead of protest, Girl instead draped her hand on the neck of the Son.
‘Both bad you, Son ... all I know I love you’ Inner Girl who is closing her eyes.
Because it feels like the Girl is always bewitched by the Son's kiss to enjoy it either since on the yacht earlier or a few short kisses earlier from the Son.
‘But somehow your opinion of me, if you know that I don't just work as a nurse at the Hospital .. do you yourself still want to accept women whose lives are a lot of these problems?.’
*****
“Thank you.” Say the Son with a slightly breath of breath after releasing the lips of the Girl from the link of her lips.
“For what?”
“Because it doesn't plan to go from me”
Girl grunting ticklish.
“You're the one who said, it's useless that I tried to run because you will definitely find me?. So why would I run?. Throw away my energy, don't you?.”
The little chuckling son.
“Good if you understand it.”
The little girl chuckles.
“Iyaa I understand Mr. Putraa.. It is important that you love me?... that is enough for me, and I am grateful for that ..”
Cupped his hands back into the Son's face and shook it, making the Son become anxious for a moment.
“I feel like just staying at your house tonight if you like this Girl ..” The son showed a face
ridiculousness.
Again – again Girl squeezes anxious nose Son. “Basic m*sum!. Already ah I want to go down”
“It was you who made me a pervert!...” Replace Son who squeezed a girl's nose before
finally the Girl came down and the Son also came down, intending to take the Girl while helping bring some two shopping bags of – items that the Son had bought for the Girl.
*****
“I drove you all the way to your house no problem right?” Ask the Son who got out of the car and stood near the girl.
“No problem ..” Answer Girl.
The son smiled then and started walking side by side with the Girl.
“This area of your house is pretty quiet, huh?. Makes me worry” said Putra while occasionally circulating his gaze.
“It's bedtime, so it's quiet” Sahut Girl. “Decent areas here are safe. So there's nothing to worry about”
“Are you sure it's safe here?” Ask Son.
“Huumm ...”
“Luckily I'll take you to your home area ini”
“Why indeed?”
“Ya quiet like this?”
“No problem really. I've lived here long enough. Morning, afternoon, night is always safe. Sometimes there are also people who take turns guarding this area. And I'm used to it anyway.”
“How is it?.”
“Ya home tonight like this”
Make the Son raise one eyebrow. “Night home in a time like now?”
Now the forehead of the Son is wrinkled.
“Where do you go home at a time like this?”
‘Aish!’ The girl was in love, aware that she was overwhelmed by something she had not told the Son.
“Hem? ..” Son waiting for answer.
Arrived – arrived Son remembered something.
‘Ah yes, when I tried to find her last night the two men mentioned about other work that Girl did .
“It .. I'll sometimes overtime in the Hospital! .. And .. every once in a while I go home mushroomed like this, if I go in the afternoon and then overtime if there are a lot of patients ..”
“Hum,”
Putra mangosteen – mangosteen only.
‘Why do I feel like he's not being honest with me?’ Son ingrained.
‘Let me tell him. If I were to say it now, he would have asked me to talk at length, while it's been quite a night and I feel a little tired.’.
The girl also satin while glancing at the Son who was a mangosteen – the mangosteen.
‘But if I tell my son that I work in a place like JP, will he take me badly and leave me?.’
*****
Girl steps stopped after being in front of a simple house fenced in white with a fence paint that slightly faded.
“This is my home.” Saying Girl while smiling. “Not my private house anyway.I contracted this house”.
“Me – contract?”
“Hire means”
Son of mangosteen – mangosteen.
Then the Son looked carefully at the house in front of him.
“You better find another place to live, Girl.This place does not feel worthy for you to occupy”.
Putra expressed his personal opinion on a building that also seems to be still outmatched by his room and Anthony in their Villa.
Smiling girl.
To the Son who was looking concerned at the house occupied by the Girl.
“This house is still quite decent to live in. Just less treatment. But I'm quite comfortable living here.”
“I feel uncomfortable knowing that you live in a building like this, Girl.” Sahut Putra while looking at the Girl with a concerned look.
The girl smiled back. “Already, don't think too much about where I live.” Sahut Girl.
The Son looked at the Girl with a face like he was thinking and weighed – hesitantly to make a decision.
Girl noticed.
Then the Son looked at the Sticky Girl –.
“Come!” Grabbing a girl's hand and of course making the Girl astonished.
“Come where? ..”
The girl held her body.
“Close with me to my residence which is in this Capital”
“A – pa say???..” Girl until snorting.
“It would be better if you stayed there. In my residence, Anth and my family are in this capital. Ayo” Putra grabbed the hand of the surprised Girl.
“Ah, no, no. No need” Reject Girl quickly.
“Our place of residence is more decent, Girl .. besides close to Saint. You will be easier to go to work if you live there ... I will buy another house later for our residence in this Capital ..”
The Son still tried to persuade and convince the girl to follow her advice to stay in the house that the Son and his family had bought. But the girl refused.
“No Son, that's really not necessary. Never mind, I'm comfortable living here. It has been two years since I occupied it, and all that time I was fine... here it is safe and this house is not as bad as what you think..have it been, yes?”.
“But ..”
“Look, at least until we get married later, let me stay here first huh?. After marriage I have to stay with you, right?” Persuade the Girl to the Son now.
The son was silent, seemed to be thinking and weighing.
“Good..” The Son gives in to the wishes of the Girl in the end.
A girl's smile came out. ‘Hahhh... Thank goodness she wants to give up..’.
“Or so, tomorrow me, Anth and the others will return to our Villa and Danny will go to England. As long as we don't occupy our house, you stay there..
“Son, I'm tired .. We'll talk about this next time?. Toh said you will go early in the morning back to your Villa is not it?. I also still enter tomorrow morning .. I am also sleepy. And you yourself are also visible
tired... So, later we will talk when you have come back here again ... yes?.. I beg you?........ yes?... Son?”
“Hhh ..”
Son grunting.
“Ya already ..”
Re-surrender to the request of the Girl.
“We will discuss this next week when I come back here again..”.
The girl developed her smile again. “Thank you for your understanding, Putra”
Son nodded. “Sign in and rest” Say Putra while handing shopping bags to the girl who nodded and received the bag.
The Son swung his one step to get closer to the Girl.
Where the girl took a step back.
“Don't kiss my lips!” Drag the Girl quickly. And the Son snorted amusedly.
“Yes, I understand”
The cup!
The son kissed the girl's forehead briefly. “I'll miss you, Girl”
“Akupun so”
“Ah Yes..”
Son reached into his pocket.
“This ..” Take out a small book and pen, write down some numbers on a piece of paper that the Son then rips off and gives it to the Girl.
“It..”.
“This is our Villa phone number.. I have not had time to make my social card here ..”.
“Social card?” Ask Girl.
“Name card”
“Ohhh”
“All I have is my social card which I use in Italia”
Girl mangosteen.
“You have a phone number I can call at your house?” Ask Son.
“Nothing, Son... There are no phones in this house. Ordinary people like me and us who live in this neighborhood no one has a phone in his house .. we will go to Baba Liang's shop if you want to call. There's a coin phone there, or we go to a pay phone near pasar”
The son of mangosteen while twisting his lips.
“I already have a Saint phone number, indeed. But I was hoping you'd call me too, if maybe I didn't have time to call you”
“Iya.. I'll call you after work”.
The son is reaching into his suit pocket again.
“This ..”
Depositing a few pieces of money that are nominally quite large on the Girl from her wallet.
“What is this?”
“Uang”
Girl chuckles.
“Iya I know this money, Putraa .. but why did you give it to me? ..”
“Do not take offense” Say Putra. “This is for the cost of calling me later ..” Keep Son.
When the Girl touches the hand of the Son who is thrusting some money into it, then pushes the Son's hand slowly.
“Save, Putra” Say Girl.
“Please, accept..”.
“I don't want”
“Gadis ..”
“My money is still enough if only to call you later, Son ..”
“I did not accept rejection” Quickly Son pulled one hand Girl and put some money sheet that he had just thrust and rejected by the Girl on the palm of the Girl.
“Putra ..”
“Now come in and rest or I'll kiss your lips”
“Hish! You are, always ..”
“I count to three, if not hurry in, I will kiss your lips it”
Girl grunting.
But smiling later.
“Yes already, I'm in?. You be careful on Jalan”
Son nodded.
The Son is still standing in front of the house of the Girl, even though the Girl has entered the rented house.
‘I won't let you live a hard life even though we're not married, Girl ..’
*****
To be continue ..
His support is always awaited with this Othor duteh.