Laras And Nabil
consciousness in the unconscious

"****!"

Nabil punched the table hard. Amoy who was sitting in front of him jumped in shock. I don't know what was in the mind of the master suddenly went berserk when there was no wind and no rain from just getting angry.

"It's been a very night sir, sir didn't come home rest?" amoy asked as Nabil was still sitting watching the scantily dressed girls without thinking about the lady who was alone at home.

Nabil just cursed and hit his head as if he had a tormented head. Sometimes tugging at his own tie like a man of rage.

"Do you want any of them? it seemed like the master had already been greatly tormented" Amoy asked the master if he was, then he would bring one of the women to his master to stop like a madman.

The women would definitely not refuse if Nabil wanted to. Instead it was Nabil who did not want to be approached.

I don't know what's on his master's mind. Aware of that very harboring emotions either to whom from earlier the safe state is under control no enemies who attack let alone people asking for debt. If there is, he will advance first.

the master turned arrogant after these few days like a dazed person. Nabil's life is like a wave sometimes calm, sometimes raging suddenly and everyone is affected.

Amoy drank the bottled tea water he bought at the stall. The man did not like alcohol. For him alcohol is devastating. He was drunk as a teenager and accidentally injured a mother. Since then he has been drinking and never wants to drink alcohol again.

Meanwhile Nabil wants to break his head because all this is not synchronized anymore maybe he has gone crazy. The more he fights his madness the more he torments himself.

Couldn't one of the women distract his filthy thoughts. If there is then he will sting happy once but unfortunately only the body that fills his brain no one else who dances even everything in front of him does not make him burn passion in the slightest.

His fantasy is so disgusting. He hated his own thoughts.

Is it because he was the first place to share then everything is recorded beautifully in his brain and he wants again.

Did he get that opium?.

Or he gets the curse of wanting without loving.

Whatever his name he did not care what was important his madness materialized without dropping his pride.

Now he follows his devious path of thought. This way, everything will be safe. He turned the glass that was in his hand. He had no interest in drinking and had not tasted it at all. After his mind opened he finished the drink and poured the rest on his face. Alkhol wet some of his clothes.

After that Nabil got up from there and grabbed the key that was in the driver who had been faithful waiting near the car. Nabil went in there and left Amoy and his driver.

Amoy and the driver looked at each other. They can what? they were forced to go home in public transportation while Nabil went somewhere. Their master's path of mind was indeed very difficult to guess.

***

From afternoon Laras waited for Nabil but the man did not return. He wanted to call Nabil and ask him where the man is now but let alone call, his number Laras did not have. They never exchange numbers let alone discuss cell phones.

Is it wrong that he wants a normal life after what has happened between him and Nabil even though it may be an accident that even Nabil does not remember.

Can he and Nabil alone without anyone else as a delinquent in their relationship even though it is his own brother.

Blame her for being a usurper even though what she snatched was her husband's heart but what if she was just like a crumb of rempeyek in the eyes of Nabil.

Laras was stunned to see the man in front of him. The smell of alcohol filled his breathing.

"Are you drunk again?"

There was no answer other than a misty look without guessing Laras. The man staggered and dropped himself on Laras. Quickly Baras caught the body.

Nabil tried to stand up straight and pull the collar of Laras clothes until their faces.become close and their breath clashed.Does Laras have to be happy with the state of Nabil like this. If Nabil was drunk then the man must have approached him without a scathing speech or a dislike gaze.

"Ah, who are you? you must be a crazy woman, crazy" Nabil hit himself in the head.

"Stop brother, sister's head can hurt" Laras caught Nabil's hand and rubbed it gently" dah ya.kak don't gini anymore, let me take the brother up"

Laras patiently hired Nabil to deliver his room on the upper floor.

Laras ventured to wipe Nabil's hair combing him back lovingly "sister should not drink, alcohol is unhealthy kak" limped Laras carrying Nabil up the stairs carefully.

Nabil's rarity was heard, the peculiar rarity of drunken men. Laras patted Nabil's face gently to keep the man awake.

Arriving in the room the man immediately looked down and dropped into bed.

"Don't sleep first, sister's clothes are wet"

The man did not listen, he took his shoes on the bed. The barrel took hot water to clean the man's face. After that he took the shoe off Nabil's foot and wiped it as well.

the wiggly hand stuck open the shirt wet with alcohol.

Slowly the fingers unbutton the wet shirt was punctured by a very tight heartbeat.

In the mind of Laras, the drinking man was certainly drunk and the drunken man was certainly unconscious proof that Nabil did not remember what they were doing at that time. So what he does now will not be remembered Nabil the next day. That is why he approached the man.

Baras' heart was irregular as the pair of burly hands caught both hands and pulled him rough until he fell on the chest of the field.

Their eyes met and slowly their faces approached each other and no matter who started to sip at each other to stir up a terrible blaze. The room turned hot and they looked for each other, showing skills they had never shown.

They are in tune and in rhythm with the bulging with eyes meeting and the turmoil fusing. Baras spilled all the flavors he had with great sincerity. He replies to everything with all his taste.

After becoming a traveler who ventured into all directions full of thirst until finally they arrived at the top of the stop and began to weakly lie down side by side.

"Do you love me?" asked Nabil with foggy eyes accompanied by the typical rarity of drunk people while looking at his side where Laras was.

"I.." Laras mouth open wanted to say yes but Nabil covered his mouth with the index finger "ssst..for what I asked "Nabil closed the mouth of Laras with his index finger and rubbed the cheek of the girl " ..of course you love me, don't you?" nabil's eyes clenched and his voice swallowed with eyes that began to clench "I know you might like me......Airin's"

The chest of the barrel is like a very powerful needle. So Nabil thinks of himself as Airin? tears flowed from the corner of his cheek as soon as Nabil's subtle snoring rang he tiptoed to pick up clothes and left the room.