Laras And Nabil
try to survive

"What do you demand of me? ha! tell me?" Nabil shook Laras' shoulder violently. The man's gaze was just as horrible as the time he panicked about losing Airin.

Their quarrels continued until home after returning from the home of Laras' parents. Even for the sake of quarreling each did not go. Nabil did not go to the office and Laras was not kampus.

"I ask for nothing with you brother and also want nothing but to try to survive" Laras replied with a ringing, vowing! his shoulder hurt by Nabil's hand.

"You're sneaky, don't want to see anyone else happy"

"It's enough humiliation, brother, why do I keep blaming brother? did you not realize what marriage is?..let alone brother,...had slept with me" Laras put down his voice, he was embarrassed to express but want how else.

"Oh so you survive just want that, because I fucked you?"

"Not because of that, I survived for our household, but you remember that time.that night, not that night.but....?" laras asked Gregetan expectantly, hoping that Nabil would remember what he did while drunk so that he would not be ashamed of himself.

"For what reason do I remember something that I do not want to do" Nabil released his check from Laras' hand. The woman was relieved, she rubbed her shoulders her bones were about to fall out.

"Do you think I'm sincere too?" reply Baras do not want to lose.

"I don't want to and neither do you, so why discuss it?. Just assume it never happened"

Nabil says forget. For him it might be because he was not harmed while Laras, what would Laras be proud of after this? she will be a young widow for nothing.

"Don't memory brother is only a little capacity, easy to forget and throw away what has been passed"

"You don't have to be in my mind, there's no place"

"A little bit, contracting is fine" too"

Nabil's face was very tense, he left with long steps towards his room on the upper floor. And Laras was stunned, daydreaming on the sofa.

He remembered with the mother if quarreling with his father then his mother would give up and let his emotions stabilize. If both emotions then there will be a great battle. Like fire and gasoline, they would both burn. But now he does not imitate the wise nature of the mother but because he is tired of constantly fighting. Fighting makes the nerve muscles so tense and can trigger heart disease and storoke. It's not funny if he dies young.

"Hello I am home!!!"

The sound of the crypreng jerked the barrel he hurriedly wiped away his tears. Ma'am Yul appears at the door raking suitcase, he wears colorful clothes and also a splashy colored bando like a garden full of flowers.

"Miss Barrel!!" the woman left her suitcase and headed for Laras to hug the lady "make Yul miss the lady, imagined by Yul how the lady and master ate? must be bothered if there is no mbak Yul"

"Yes bothered, fortunately Yul quickly returned" said Laras with a forced smile. Not because you do not like to mbak Yul back but when he is sad it is difficult to smile perfectly.

"How's the Yul family?"

"It is quite good, so Mbak Yul returned to serve the ladies and masters wholeheartedly..oh yes mbak Yul bring the ladies and gentlemen souvenirs, fresh fruit freshly picked from the garden" mbak Yul took his suitcase and opened it, he took out the mangosteen, rambutan and duku from there. Nabil came down the stairs and Yul called him cheerfully.

"Master, lord Nabil!!"

The person called displayed a face that was no less flat.

"Mbak Yul under souvenirs,." mak Yul's words stopped because the old man's face was not pleasant to look at. Moreover, the master ignored Mbak Yul.

"Maybe he is tired mbak" said Laras, pity mbak Yul dicuekin so "better mbak Yul rest first in the room ya"

"Yes, miss, mbak Yul delivered a suitcase mbak first to the room,.excuse me sir" mbak Yul greeted the master with great respect after that rushed to his room.

Laras experienced Nabil who was already very fragrant preparing to leave.

"So why is that the same for Yul?" ask Laras.

"God! brother! we are fellow human beings, price-appreciating is necessary, do not mentang others subordinates and we do not appreciate them, they help a lot..."

"Just destroy yourself!!!" cut Nabil sharp.

"Yes, I take care of myself, usually! just a brother who can not be independent, a little upset, a little angry"

Long ago Nabil was upset also at Laras, the nature of the woman was very difficult to judge. Sometimes ferocious, sometimes humorous, sometimes scourging and sometimes make high blood.In contrast to Airin which only has one trait that is spoiled. A spoiled woman desperately needs a strong man like herself.

"Where are you going?"

"as far as I am"

"I'm nanya, who knows who's looking for what I have to answer?"

"Say you don't know"

"The brother's word is my husband"

"Cerewet very much" replied Nabil, astonished by this child. The longer the more the puffiness. He called Amoy to leave. Not long after, Amoy appeared at the door waiting for Nabil.

"Bah brother, be careful on the road" Laras waved with a smile no matter Nabil was annoyed half to death.

"What do you want to cook? I'll make a big brother"

No answer, the smile faded on its own. The woman breathed a very heavy breath.

From the direction of the room came the sound of Yul looking for Laras, resuscitating the woman.

"Miss.no sorry miss, ma'am Yul came late, sorry" mbak Yul's face was so sad he kissed Laras' hand like sorry.

"Mbak Yul is not late, it's normal that Mbak Yul, mbak Yul do not need to apologize" Laras pulled his hand, crying mbak Yul increasingly broken.

"Trus how fate mbak Yul, where else mbak Yul should go?"

"Mbak Yul stays here anyway" Laras was surprised by Yul's mother why Yul's father was so happy.

"Tell?"

"Yes"

"Thank you, lady, very nice lady, but miss, you don't want to room with her"

"Whose room with him?"

"That inhabits Yul's room"

Oh so that's why Yul is hysterical, because his room is filled and he thinks there's a new maid in the house. Laras explained that he was staying there because of dizziness down the stairs.

"I'm not feeling well for a few days so I'm staying there" Laras continued.

"Why not ask for help from Mr. Nabil to carry up?"

"He gout Mbak, pity him" said Laras origin.

The soul kepo mbak Yul thrashed. On his face implied many questions but what was the force, they were masters and servants so should not interfere in the affairs of the lady's household. Especially if the master knows that he likes to be nosy, can finish his history. But mbak Yul is a mature woman, he kissed the wrong household of the employer.