A SPECK OF LIGHT (Handle of Good-Loving Love)

A SPECK OF LIGHT (Handle of Good-Loving Love)
43. Deposits


Maybe in Indonesia most of the population prefers crowded. Just like now. Mentari was standing waiting for his turn served by the seller Kebab Abang Handsome.


Not meant to see any more soldiers, no. He clucked when it had to be that the person so hated he had to serve him.


"Kangen want to see me?" ask the guy.


I'd love Mentari to yell at that guy. A bad guy who doesn't want to be responsible. The man who had been living happily on top of his suffering.


"The cause of durian one" said Mentari did not respond to the man's question.


"Ck. Don't sell expensive when cheap."


The sun just silently felt a pain in his heart. That word really hurt him. But no matter how sick his heart why can't take away the love and affection towards the man.


"Never talk about anything other than the seller and the buyer." As much as Mentari's energy held back those tears.


All this time, he had always hidden his own grief. No one knows how much life, including the mother.


The man finished the Mentari order with a heavy heart because of the woman's attitude.


Order completed but not immediately submitted. The man walked up to Mentari and pulled the woman's hand. Although thrashing there is no intention to release his grip.


"Za, sick." Mentari's great-grandson followed the man's steps, which was none other than Reza.


"Good." said Reza coldly with a flat face.


"Don't set me up, Za. Leasin."


"Good, Adila's Mentari." Reza's touch was furious. I don't know why he doesn't like the nature of Mentari.


He prefers Mentari the submissive as he did in High School. Yes, from a long time ago he knew that Mentari liked him but he did not and also knew that Soldiers liked the woman. But Soldier does not know if Mentari actually likes it.


Mentari love he took advantage of until the hot night it happened when they turned 17 years old.


Actually, the sentence that was thrown first was just testing without intention. But seeing the sincerity of Mentari to give up something very valuable in the woman's life increasingly makes her challenged and in the end she also enjoys.


"Are you really in love with me?" tanya Reza wants to see the seriousness of Mentari. At that time they were both in the boarding house Mentari.


"Yes." Yeah."


"What's the evidence?"


"What do you want evidence for, Za?"


"I want you to give up your sanctity for me." Reza spontaneously pursed her lips without accidentally uttering a decisive sentence that did not know how to go forward.


Momentary silence. Until Mentati's answer made Reza confused but already already, he thought.


"Are you going to believe me and accept me if I give you my secret tonight?" tanya Mentari dared to look at Reza.


Reza swallows saliva feels rough. "D-yes."


"Alright, do it if it wants you. So you can really believe my feelings."


After that conversation, something happened that shouldn't have happened. The biggest stupidity of Mentari was that night. Until now it is still a pile of regrets.


...****...


"Reza, why did you bring me here?" tanya Mentari was afraid because Reza stopped the motorcycle in the hotel parking lot.


"Check-in."


Mentari. The shadow of the events of four years ago is reflected in memory. No, this can't happen again.


Mentari got off the bike wanted to run away from there but his hands were checked first by Reza.


"Take me off, Za." ronta Mentari still in a quiet voice.


"Don't fight me, Mentari."


"I beg you, Za. Take me off, you're the one who chose to go and don't appreciate my existence." Mentari kept trying to get Reza to let go.


Reza kept trying to pull Mentari's arm to meha receptionist. He knew at this hotel anyone was free to check in because he had been here with Mentari until finally they separated without breaking up.


Arriving in a hotel room. Reza locked the door and threw the key into the closet.


He smiled at Mentari away from him. Actually, since the first incident he received Mentari but kept their relationship a secret because he thought about the feelings of Soldiers. Until something drives the two away from each other and Reza hates Mentari as well as the woman.


Walking closer to Mentari while looking at the appearance of the woman. The denim jacket behind the jacket was his work uniform. Black hijab with contemporary style. Black silvery pants and matching color pans shoes. And don't forget her makeup makeup.


When Reza sat near Mentari, the woman spontaneously stayed away from him. "I want to go home" said Mentari standing away from Reza.


"Tomorrow we'll go home."


Reza's words made Mentari look at him with a sharp highlight. "Who can you manage me, Reza?"


Reza saw a flash of anger in the eyes of Mentari increasingly disliked. Because he no longer found his old Mentari.


"Don't yell at me, Dance. You forget the first man's wits touched you?" benatk Reza raised his voice.


The mentari heard it clenched his hands. Really, he did not want to discuss his stupidity that he did first.


"But you also don't forget that you weren't the last man to touch me." Mentari was forced to lie so that Reza no longer dropped his pride.


But apparently Mentari's speech made Reza's emotions and jealousy ignited. He got up straight to Mentari.


"Do you want what?" ask the Mentari as calmly as possible even though he prayed to ask for protection.


Reza smiled in anguish. "You know what I want, don't you?"


When Reza was getting closer to the face of Mentari had to stop because of the woman's speech.


"Why come to me now? can't your girlfriends satisfy you until you miss my touch now? But honey, your touch is nothing compared to my present boyfriend."


Reza really feels her pride has been stepped on plus hearing Mentari has had a boyfriend involuntarily feeling jealous. If Mentari knew if he was mumming with his ex or his girlfriend now who always remembered is the lips and body makeup of Mentari.


That's why he can't do more than mumble with other women. Or help him get away with it.


With a feeling of emotion, Reza opened the hat and t-shirt worn to make Mentari gradually retreat.


"I want to know how great your girlfriend is to satisfy you in bed. What's better than my current abilities?"


Reza's question made Mentari even more panicked. He forgot that he was being locked up by the man in front of him. Continue to retreat until it stops right on the wall of the hotel room.


"You want what, Za?" tabya Mentari even though she already knew the meaning of the man's gaze.


"Don't ask me what you already know the answer to, Mentari." Reza opened the Mentari hijab and then stroked the woman's black hair while inhaling the fragrant hair was still the same as before.


"Don't do this, please."


But the emotions, jealousy, and rah become one unable to listen to Mentari's plea until another forbidden night after four years of not being in a relationship.


...****...


Her morning. Mentari woke up first immediately rose into the bathroom. Inside, the woman was crying.


Begging for mercy and saying sorry for your mother in a village far from the city.


Regretting the act of even feeling disgusted with his body.


Long time in the bathroom until satisfied then get out of there. Re-wearing clothes last night regardless of the existence of Reza who was sitting watching her.


"I've already printed your number and I've also saved my number on your phone. Don't ignore me. From now on you're my mistress."


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