CONFESSION STONED
30. Asmara Fire

Bara ignored Tini's innocent question about who was naked behind the door first. Tini could have asked that casually as smoke came out from the cracks of Asti's room door.

"I'm on the phone but I haven't been picked up. How's this Mak?" ask Robin Tini.

"Let's get the door again." Mak Robin advanced next to Bara and hit the door of the room with her fists many times.

"Don't Asti already died in the dalem," said Dijah who suddenly appeared behind Bara.

"Well?!" Shiny eyes look back. He didn't expect that Dijah could say such a thing.

"I don't know his father's phone number. When Asti dies, who do we call?" Tini asked the question to Dijah.

"Who are you! Asti is worried that his widower father is disturbing you. She doesn't want to give her family number." Sejah spoke while patting Tini's arm.

"I'm just his father how long he's been a widower. How does it feel if an old man is not that old. Cook for years only dipake to pee doang. Cassian..." Now Tini shook her head with a concerned face.

Hearing Tini's words, Bara felt slapped. Just this time he felt really upset by Tini's words. The words of the residents of the boarding house were like nothing normal he thought. Included Colonized.

The power of the Bara is doubled. He directed the end of the crowbar to the opening of the Asti door that began to stretch.

"Come ahead! Asti will be dead!" exclaim Sejah while touching Bara's waist.

Instantly Bara felt electrocuted by the touch on his waist. The shadow about the scene behind the door again flashed across his head.

"What's up? Who burned my room?" A woman's voice appeared behind them.

"Heh Gilak! Not in it you?" ask Mama Robin.

"It's Asti.." muttered Colored.

BRAKKK!!!

Bara did not realize the arrival of Asti when his foot managed to kick the door of the room until it fell open.

"Basic jerky! This is your room fire! Where's that smoke from? Where are you from?" cerca Tini when she saw Asti appear with a plain face and plastic grocery minimarket.

"I don't burn anything... Eh yes! I put a little candle on the table!" Asti rushed straight inside.

The embers standing near the door were lined up to hit the gate because Asti and Tini scrambled to arrive in the room first. Coughing up after entering the room.

The fire came from a slippery shawl that slowly extended over the candle and caught fire.

"What are you wearing candles on this table for? The cult? Muja what?!" Tini picked up a book and lashed out at the flames that were creeping up on the tablecloth.

Stilted innocently took a comb and joined to pat the fire. The smoke is getting more and more and the small Asti room is getting rowdy and feels crowded. Asti flicked the red plaid holster onto the table and further made the fire grow.

Bara took a step forward to help the women. But then, then,

"Pingger you're Bara!" yell Mak Robin. He was thrown back out the door.

BYUURR!!

Mak Robin nodded in satisfaction with the result from a bucket of water. The woman then came back out.

Later,

"Surface by dong Mas..!" pinta Boy Centil on Bara.

BYUURR!!

Boy next door to Asti's room again poured a bucket of water into the fire. Fire extinguished. Tini, Sejah and Asti were also wet with two buckets of water. Asti's room is now a shapeless mess. Though originally, the student was the neatest woman. The contents of his room were more organized than Tini's life.

"Udah! It's extinguished! You next time if you leave the room do not use the event there is a fire. How to make a candle flame on the table? Worship what? What kind of adoration are you?" Tini sneered angrily at Asti who was circulating her gaze at the chaos.

"That's aromatherapy let me sleep well. Room scented. Now messy. Room's wet. I slept in Tini's room, yes." Asti said. "Mbak Sejah has his mas."

"My room can too. Mas what? Nonexistent. I was alone when I slept," said Dijah glanced at Bara who was pouting at the door staring at him.

"You need to sleep well with candles. If it's good, you can sleep well if I. Come Jah!" Tini dragged the arm of the Sejahated out of Asti's room.

"I clean the room first! Mas Boy, Mas Bara!" asti yelled at the people who started leaving her room.

"I don't want to be called a Mama! The handsome one is called Mas. His name is Bara... New residents or guests?" ask Boy to Asti.

"Mas Mbak Colored. Disturb the brave. Mas Boy want to see the original mbak Sejah how? Do not want how mbak Seized gelut same upper room occupants first? Haha" Asti laughed at the reaction of Boy who immediately sneered away with an empty bucket in his hand.

"Udah malem, don't you go home?" tanya Seized at Bara while they were in front of the room.

"I'm leaving Monday, at this hour I'm coming home. I can't come tomorrow."

"Not bad, not good. You have some malems not come home. I don't want your parents to know where you sleep. The shadow is that I am afraid." Back into the room. Some of his face and clothes were wet with Mak Robin and Boy.

"I want a nuker shirt first" said Dijah.

"I won't squirm. I took to the wall" Bara replied.

It turns out that Sejah in a conscious state is stingy once Bara thought. Just a moment ago he managed to undress the woman, now it is counting.

Seated towards the left corner of the room and opened the closet door. Behind that door he opened his SPG uniform top and draped a negligent shirt with a sagging neck.

"So I have to go home?" bara asked again as she squatted in front of a gallon of water and pumped it by hand into a plastic kettles.

"Yes, you have to go home. Tomorrow is okay. Your business is more important. I also want to look at Dul for a moment. Wanna come out. The rest of the money you saved up yesterday, I want to buy you Dul's clothes. Can you?" tanya Sejah turned to look at Bara.

"Well, that's your money. I'm going home... But.." Bara's word hangs. He hoped that Dijah would understand his point. He still wants to have fun with that woman. Moreover, seeing that Dijah had changed his clothes to a simpler and easier one. Easily disarm the meaning of Bara.

"He's home, it's already in the middle of the mall." Sipped a glass of water then approached Bara.

"I'm home, but here first..." Bara pulls Sejah into his lap. He immediately kissed Dijah's lips greedily. His right hand was wrapped around his waist Seized and his left hand was busy squeezing the woman's stomach and rubbing the surrounding parts.

GECK! GECK!

The door of the room was knocked, but the colonized did not have enough time to move from Bara's lap.

BRAKKK

The door of the room was open and the Sejah was still sitting sweetly on Bara's lap. The look in his eyes is still sweet because it is drifting away from the ravenous kiss Bara is increasingly enjoyed.

Tini appeared with a serious face. "Sorry Mas Bara, I interrupted once again." Tini grimaced looking at Bara.

" Jah, your iki mas when's mulihe? I'm on an important mission, mas mu iki wis koyo ATM wae to security guard, ora lungo-lungo. (Well, is this your Mas when you get home? I want to make it an important mission. You're already like an ATM security guard. Not going.)" Tini begins to understand that when she needs to communicate secrets with the Colonized she must use language that the man does not understand.

"Yo mbuh, mosok you kudu expelled, did ono mission opo to? (Yes, I don't know. Cook should be expelled. What mission do you want?)" Sejah glanced at Bara who was staring at him and Tini with a curious face.

"Ojo saiki, miko mas mu nesu,ngenteni ndekne lungo, narrowed sepisan wae jah, ben ora curious wonge,nututi your crew continues, I dadi ra iso confat. (Not now, you will be angry. Wait for him to leave. Pinched once Jah, let him not be curious. Keep following you, I can't vent.)" Tini looked at the face of the Sejah meaningfully. He cast the view that this matter was very important.

"Opo's narrowed? Ngawur! Coaching must be un-cancanical. (What's clamped? Ngawur! I'll definitely go!)" Sejah who began to understand the meaning of Tini's gaze seemed to realize that his friend needed help.

"Iso sleek? (Tomorrow?)" ask Tini.

"It may seem.." replied Dijah.

"OK, steady! Monggo Mas is on." Tini closed the door again.

Bara, who was getting used to Tini's presence with all his interactions, now turned his gaze back to Dijah and.

"What did this say? I think it's important." said Bara.

"Nothing, just where am I going tomorrow" replied Dijah.

"Tomorrow I'm not here." Bara repeated again.

"That's okay," said Sejah quickly.

"Tomorrow where are you going?" ask Bara.

"Most of all," replied Dijah.

"Try his hand here." pinta Bara took both of Colored's hands and draped them to his neck.

"Udah mallems.."

"Tini says I should educate myself on your ketek. That right?"

"This is not to be followed..."

"But Tini always provokes me. Salahin it's you."

"Don't take it anymore, you old man waiting at home."

Sewn hands hang rigidly on either side of Bara's shoulders. The man's face felt so close. His gaze traced every corner of Bara's face in a state of complete realization. He could see fine spots on Bara's cheeks. The man's lentic eyelashes and eyeballs that turned out to be deep brown.

"Help if you want to embrace Jah... Its nothing. Wanna hug me, right?" ask the Bara who pulled the body of the Colonized to get closer.

Colored slowly forward and dropped his head on Bara's left shoulder. He tightened his embrace. His eyes slowly closed enjoying the warmth of the fire within Bara's body. It's comfortable he thought. Having someone who can be hugged this tight turns out to be very comfortable.

"Yemen Jah.." murmured Bara. "Your embrace makes me comfortable." Bara continued.

Tomorrow he says he won't come looking for Dijah. But Tini's eyes when she spoke earlier made her curiosity stir. Tini was getting Dijah to do something. Bara curious. It seems like tomorrow he will have to find out for himself.

The To Be Continued.....