CONFESSION STONED
64. Exams and Efforts

Colored did not divert the slightest gaze of his eyes that were skinning Bara.

"It must be a lie." muttered Sejah while releasing his touch from Bara's feet and inched away back leaning his back on the seat.

"I was in a motorcycle accident Jah." Bara replied unable to defend his lie. Colored released his embrace and stayed away from him for a moment. Bara couldn't.

They had just met and Bara could not afford to start the meeting with a commotion.

"Where's the accident? Malem promised to come, didn't he? What's the wound?" Sejah grabbed Bara's hand, cupped the man's face and tilted it to the right and left.

The severed pulled Bara's neck and groped the man's entire head and ruffled his hair. Groped Bara's chest and stomach like an airport officer checking with a metal detector.

Bara just resignedly followed all the protocols that were being executed in the colon, until finally the woman's hand came down from the stomach and held her thigh.

Quickly Bara caught the hand of the Sejah and placed it on his maleness. "This one wasn't checked? The time of this accident was fine, not even now."

PLAQUES

"Abs!!" pekik Bara held his left shoulder.

Seized hitting Bara's shoulder softly. "That's why? That's a wound too? How fall? Getting hit? You got hit?" tanya Sejah's.

"No, there's a very tight angkot in front, suddenly ngerem. I daydreamed. I was wrong too. It was a single accident" Bara said.

Bara still clasped both hands of Sejah on his lap.

"I'm not lying" Bara said.

"Hmmm...."

"Don't pout anymore. I just don't want to worry you. I love you" Bara said again. "We're going home now, okay?"

Sejah nodded.

"Kiss once more" Bara's pinta pulled back on Dijah's neck and scooped up her lover's lips quickly.

"Where are these days going?" tanya was colonized as they were on their way back to the boarding house.

"At home, write your thesis until it's finished. That's one of his tricks. Maybe if I hadn't been in an accident that thesis wouldn't have been so complicated." Bara glanced at Dijah who had been holding his left hand and covered the wound with his own palm.

"How did your back hurt?" tanya Sejah's. "Much?"

"No, just a little bit on the left side because I fell to the left side." Do not let the colon see his entire body which is almost entirely still blue bruised.

"It hurts but it doesn't say" said Dijah.

"I just don't want you to worry. Malem was Heru mas who came to nolongin me. I wasn't in the hospital for long, all the tests were okay. Go straight home tomorrow." Bara raised his left hand and sailed his hand into his grasp.

"But I can also look at you, not just your lecturer." He glanced at Bara to check the man's expression.

"He was just looking. Because I happen to know the news from my mother. But it wasn't my mother who said it. Just a coincidence," between Bara quickly because he did not want to be colonized thinking that his mother also set him up with Joana.

The car that Bara was driving had arrived in front of the alley towards the Colonized boarding houses and parked by the roadside. Since Dijah already knew his wound, Bara got down from the car carefully and slowly.

The embers half-dragged their left foot as they stepped. From a distance came the sound of dangdut music singing.

"Jeez already the middle of the gini mall is still singing," said Bara who took Dijah with his right hand.

"Malem Sunday, usual." He answered casually. Although stumbling, Bara finally arrived at the door of the room Sejah.

Tini was duet with Boy sitting in front of each room with a distance apart kos-kosan page. That deafening speaker they put in the middle of the yard.

At the end of Saturday night, Tini and Boy were duetting the song 'Last Night' Rhoma Irama. Tini who looks surprised by the style of the road Bara limped, accidentally asked through his mic.

"Why did you get the road like that?" ask Tini on the Colonized.

"Huss.." Bara was a little surprised.

"Eh yes." Tini keeps the mic away from the mouth.

"Where's your new boyfriend?" ask Bara to Tini.

"It's not clear, Mas. Every phone lemes his voice. Maybe it's castrated him, so there's no lust. Or it could also be because it has been selling beha over time, so eneg see the contents." Tini then continued her singing.

Bara grimaced at Tini's reply then opened his shoes and entered the room of Sejah which had opened.

"Well eat?" tanya Seized as Bara sat on the bed and straightened his left leg.

"Before you leave, pick you up. What are you cooking? It's the middle of the mallem, laper too."

Sejah that day did cook a complete menu preparing a plate of rice and a glass of water for Bara.

"Aren't you eating?" ask Bara when receiving the plate from the Sejah.

Get out of the room and go back to the door. After making sure the Seized had actually left, Bara placed her plate on the floor then stepped limping towards the Colored closet. His knees were getting throbbing, he could not imagine how the shape of the wound that had been rubbed on his pants in the last few hours.

Bara opened the closet and looked for a cloth wallet where her lover was saving. In a hurry he took out several pieces of money denominated 50 thousand and 100 thousand and arranged them neatly into the cloth wallet.

Colored back into the room after Bara finished eating. The man still held the plate and the glass.

"Please my plate Jah," said Bara holding out a dirty plate at Dijah.

The newly sewn hair that was shampooed that night was still wrapped in a towel. And he entered the room was already wearing a negligee made of t-shirts.

Sejah still standing in front of a small mirror bottled moisturizer into his face. Occasionally he glanced at Bara who repeatedly raised his pants on his knees while grimacing.

Bara is not a kid yesterday afternoon who just drove his bike for two days. Sejah was often in the motorbike of the man. With his sane mind, he could not believe that Bara was just daydreaming and falling because it stopped suddenly.

After opening the towel on his head, Dijah combed his hair with fingers. He turned his body to face Bara. Their views meet. Most likely their minds are the same.

"Open up" said Dijah.

"Huh?" Bara stared at Sejah with a confused look.

"Open his pants," Re-Eleased.

"You ap-" Bara's words came to a halt. He walked closer to her. Stand between his two feet. His right hand was still lifting the pants on his knee.

"I want to see." muttered Sejah kneeling near Bara's feet. Their sight was still in chains and Sejah's hands grabbed the hooks of the light brown chinos Bara wore.

"Well, not now..." Bara can only say that. If he hadn't been hurt, he would have been very happy because the colonists had just said that. But now, the entirety of Dijah's words felt ambiguous in his ears.

Did you want to see the wound, or want to see something you might miss?

Bara's gaze came down to see the hand of Dijah who was lowering his zipper.

"Stand up, I'll see." Seized holding both sides of Bara's arm.

See what is Colonized? ask Bara in the heart. Bara cursed himself. Had he been healthy, in a matter of minutes he might have thrown the fresh-scented, wet-haired Dijah into bed.

The music is still playing outside. Screeches and moans of the Sejah who enjoyed his game would definitely not be heard. But unfortunately it was just a mere wishful thinking. His condition was very unsupportive to let go of his misses back then.

Although ogah-ogahan, Bara stood by the will of the Colonized. He looked down at Dijah who was now gripping the waist of his pants.

Subsequently, with one downward movement, the Sejah pulled down the Bara's trousers until it passed through part of his knee.

"Oh Jah...Oduuuhh... Sick Jah. So sick!" shouting Bara. After shouting so loudly, Bara realized that the music had stopped. His screams just now must have been heard to the ears of the neighbor Seized.

The wound on his knee was bleeding. Sejah flipped the inside of the pants and saw blood already seeping in the inner lining of the pants.

"The wound is so much" said Dijah saw Bara's left foot that had been fully exposed.

"Sick Jah.." said Bara pouting. Seized glancing at the look of Bara's face that was bent. If it's just falling off his bike, it can't hurt Bara that much. The team has to make sure of something.

He sat Bara on the edge of the bed. He then went to take his medicine box and wiped the blood that had melted again because the outer skin of the wound was peeling off.

With a cotton bud, Sejah bottled the wound ointment slowly at Bara's knee. In his mind, Sejah began to guess what was really going on.

"I've never told you before, have I?" tanya Sejah's. He shifted his medicine box under the bed and went back to his knees looking at Bara's face.

"What's that?" ask Bara.

"I want to say, I love you too. I love you..." Sewn tidying up the front of Bara's hair. He traced the man's eyebrows and nose for a moment with his index finger.

Sejah put his hands around Bara's neck and pulled the man into his arms. Bara replied by hugging the waist of the Sejah. Tighten their body links so they are not distant.

For a long time the colonized hugged Bara tightly. It was as if he wanted to satisfy himself feeling the warmth of the man's body. Seamed inhale the scent of perfume that emanates fresh from Bara's neck.

I love this guy so much. Bara, I've fallen in love with you. Contents of heart and mind Sejah vying to express his feelings. Along with that, Sejah raised his face and kissed Bara's warm lips. He closed his eyes.

Jemari Sejah one by one unbuttoned the Bara shirt that was wrapping the body and covered all the scars of the man.

Seized must make sure of it tonight. He has experience recognizing the former blow.

"Well... You want?" ask Bara when their kiss comes off. Sejah smiled back at Bara's gaze.

Then bertubi-tubi Sejah kissed her lover's neck. Bara was washed away and forgot about the bruise that should not be seen by the colonized.

The To Be Continued.....

Don't forget the liking yes dear2nya Mas Bara.

The capital of Friday night is just this.

Tomorrow continues again.