Sacred In Stain
Muddle

Chapter 45. Muddle

The meeting with Khalisa that bertubi as if it was planned the universe. Set the two people to meet, which both start from a similar stain story despite their different fate journeys.

Yudhis was more fortunate, although he did not know who his father was, at least he still knew who the mother who gave birth to him even though the saga about his mother was not much stained. The fate of Yudhis also belongs to the category of luck, adopted and raised by parents who love him like a real child. Giving him honor is also a lot of affection. Unlike Khalisa who is not only the father and even the biological mother he does not know which look and feel. It also grows in disadvantaged conditions, making its trail of clearly smeared nodes visible all around. Although a handful of people who think healthy know, all the abuse Khalisa bear is not his fault.

Since the beginning of his unlikely encounter with Khalisa, there has always been an unusual sense of caring that disturbed his heart. Which always means Yudhis is still in the context of caring for others. However, after knowing the origin of Khalisa from the story of the father of the porridge seller, the different sense of care is increasingly unstoppable.

Having almost the same origin, making Yudhis feel like meeting someone with similar fate like him, like meeting a friend of the same fate as his compatriot. Very understand what it feels like to have no biological parents, especially Khalisa who does not have a place that is called family as lucky as him. Flashing his empathy is strong, too sad for the story of Khalisa's life filled with pebbles and thorny thistles without a single one supporting his fragile back.

Knowing the fact that Khalisa intends to sell himself, his sense of empathy rose inevitably combined with the unacceptable anger that came out of nowhere. Concern of fellow human beings who without realizing it is growing rapidly in different shakes

“You are absolutely sure you want to do this?” Yudhis was further enraged by the actions of Khalisa, who unexpectedly even desperate to strip the clothes in front of him.

“Ya, of course I am very sure!”

“There is always a reason behind every action as well as a decision? Are you in a serious financial predicament until you choose this kind of job? Tossed loan shark? But on this earth there are still many other professions that are nobler than letting yourself be touched by striped noses! I heard all this time you are very concerned about your pride even though people hate you and look at you one eye. Then the only thing left as the price of dying a woman even want you to pawn too!” yudhis cried beaver. “Where is your common sense, Khalisa? Don't pretend bin*l, your face doesn't look like a bad woman at all!”

“Why are you so emotional? We have met before and I thank you for helping me. But, you are none of me, there is absolutely no right to stop me. It is true that I need a lot of money that I have to earn in a short time. But whatever the underlying reason I took this path is completely open your affairs.”

“Nobody?” yudhis asked with twitching lips against the blaze of uninvited emotions that were trying to be controlled. “Aren't I currently your customer, Khalisa? I paid you and tonight you are mine. So I'm free to do anything to you including vent my anger at you!” insinuation knocks.

Khalisa desperately threw off the offense and reaffirmed his determination.

“Then do as you please whatever you want, so that I can finish the task immediately tonight. I'd like to be free from your threats immediately, but I don't have the money to compensate by returning the nominal you've paid,” challenge Khalisa, I'm afraid, keep lifting his chin while conditioning his two trembling legs.

Feeling unable just by stripping the shirt, now Khalisa lowered the rope of the fabric buffer both assets past the shoulder, opening the hook quickly until the lacy cloth over his body cover fell to the floor.

“Khalisa stop!” Yudhis is getting inflamed. “You really think I paid you and took you out of that cafe for this?”

“What else for? Don't waste time, Quickly finish whatever you want to do to me so that my work tonight is over soon,” Khalisa flat said.

Fires of rage, weakening Yudhis's normally resilient brakes, pushing Khalisa without warning until Khalisa landed heavily on the couch.

Kalap, Yudhis attacked him with a kiss full of anger, brutal memagut made Khalisa surprised not kepalang despite his first defiant self.

Yudhis gasped and regained his senses as his tongue gulped the decaying salty liquid past Khalisa's cheek. Apparently Khalisa who was stubbornly crying. Khalisa just found out it was very painful when he tore his own pride even though he was ready for this. Although the reason for sacrificing honor and dignity for the sake of the baby

Yudhis quickly stopped and pulled himself as far away as possible. He quickly retreated while rubbing his rude face repeatedly, trying to reach his sanity again. It is true, letting emotions rule themselves, obscuring reason as well as clear mind. The whisper of the devil who likes to sow anger.

“Sorry, I got out of control,” murmured Yudhis with a heavy sigh, regretting his impulsive reaction which provoked anger.

Go into his room. Yudhis grabbed a folded blanket on the bed, quickly covering it to Khalisa's body which almost completely left the triangular cloth alone. Letting the pitifully cowering Khalisa satisfy his stifled sobbing.

Yudhis sat on the floor leaning not far from the sofa where Khalisa was lying. Close your eyes while massaging your own temples in an attempt at self-control while reciting istigfar several times.

Quite a long time the atmosphere of silence combined sedu sedan Khalisa lirih sounded. Broken by the sound of Khalisa's phone ringing, stored in a black clutch joined by his wallet which was thrown into the corner of the room when Khalisa desperately stripped his own clothes.

Tightening the blanket around the body, Khalisa inched down both legs to take the black clutch that Tya lent him.

“Be quiet there. I take it,” said Yudhis, rising from his seat and taking what Khalisa wanted.

“Ma-lakasih,” said Khalisa sengau, looking down deeply when Yudhis thrust the small bag, not daring to lift his face.

Dion's name is on his butut's phone screen. Unfortunately, Khalisa refused the same call several times until a text message was sent. And after reading it, the contents of the message successfully make the whole body of Khalisa seemed to lose all life force.

I just wanted to let you know, Afkar's in the hospital.

Seriate.