Love is Not Done
Chapter 12's

“Hm very tasty, the body is already sore all the gini in the massage biketin make sleepy” mother Ara began to be lulled with the hands of the therapist who pampered her body.

“Iya bun, feeling the daughter of raja” replied Bilandra the same thing with mother Ara, lulled by the hands of an expert therapist.

“Thank you, bun, have bought Bilandra a lot of bangettttt, Weak teles wrestling allah sing bales (parkan java)” Bilandra continued with a sweet smile on her thin lips.

“Sama-sama cah ayu, pinter parikan is also a child today's age” praise mother Ara with a smile that is equally unseen.

“Oh yes bun, the plan is tomorrow right in Denpasar we want to vacation anywhere bun” Bilandra asked mother Ara his vacation plan if it had reached Denpasar. And before meeting with the family of mother Ara who immediately approve his plan. Not just making happy but making happy.

“Let's talk with dad yes son, now we enjoy our spa first” replied mother Ara who half floated towards dreamland. The therapist is good.

Without feeling two hours passed. Mother Ara and Bilandra look fresher. Fragrance that comes out makes Mother and Bilandra more confident.

“Seker really yes nak” mother Ara wagging hands while walking out of the spa room.

“Iya bun, very good in the body where it smells again and my skin moist chewy gitu” Bilandra replied full excited.

“And you add ayu” goda mother Ara.

“Aiihhhhhh can aja this mother, the mother who is glowing” reply Bilandra with laughter that is not restrained anymore.

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Arriving in the room, it is true that Ais' father is still asleep on the mattress with a TV remote that is still held tightly, as tight as his hand holds the mother's hand.

Two of his heroes seemed to be playing with water. More precisely Danendra was pranking the wet Raka but laughing happily.

The skin that starts to blacken is no longer Danendra or Raka care. Even Danendra was bare-chested and his stomach vault was printed markedly adding to the aura of his maleness. With the beach pants they wear add to the impression of a bad boy.

Long enough Bilandra stood looking at the interaction of two brothers who had not been aware if it had become the center of attention.

Walking closer to them, Bilandra splashed the sea water onto Danendra's back. Deftly Raka also attacked his mas, feeling he got reinforcements, two on one.

Seeing himself being attacked Danendra increasingly brutally retaliated both directions, Bilandra's direction and Raka's direction. The laughter of the three of them blared breaking the silence.

“Wahhh cheated on you guys, cook two on one” Danendra panting after finishing fighting against the sister and girl he loves.

“Hahahaha rasain, mas so wet kuyub also kan” replied Raka while laughing.

“Already shady there bentar yukk, drinking young coconut as good as you” invited Bilandra at once broke up the dispute of the two brothers.

The three of them took shelter while ordering young coconuts. While waiting for the order to come Danendra did not blink staring at Bilandra who was getting older, according to him.

“I take a quick snack ya mas, mbak” pamit Raka who want to take his snack in the room.

“Oke” replied Bilandra by wrapping her hand giving the code.

“You did not stop nguyah ya” taunted Danendra yelling because Raka had run towards his room.

“You are shouting mutely ihhh” Bilandra closed both ears while reprimanding Danendra.

“Iya yes sorry, good yes out spa, fragrance again” goda Danendra.

“Hmm don't lure Dech” Danendra lured to snatch the hand to embrace it.

“Who would like fishing, I will just give you proof” Bilandra replied without sin.

“You already know what to answer asked Danendra suddenly without any opening words and managed to make Bilandra frown.

Bilandra actually knew what Danendra's question meant. He decided what answer he would give.

“Emang question what, where is the answer sheet” Goda Bilandra with a smile made as centile as possible.

“Hmm so yes, yes it has not been discussed again, it seems that there will be no answer” Danendra moved to leave Bilandra who was still smiling deliberately to make Danendra annoyed.

The further Danendra walked left Bilandra who had not yet moved from her seat.

“Mbak, mas Danendra where, how to mbak yourself?” raka asked to disperse Bilandra's gaze to Danendra

“Ituuu, a moment yes mbak samperin first yes, you wait here first, young coconut ice briefly again also until, okay son handsome” Bilandra gave her word to Raka not to go anywhere, keep sitting sweet while eating a snack and waiting for her young coconut ice.

Little ran Bilandra towards where Danendra was standing. With her bare chest, sunglasses perched on her nose, barefoot.

“I want to be your lover” hugs Bilandra from behind Danendra's back.

There was no answer, Danendra just grasped the hand of Bilandra who hugged her body and Bilandra was getting washed away in her feelings. Bilandra further tightened her arms, sticking her cheeks on Danendra's wide back.

“I love you from the first sight” whispered Danendra quietly, barely audible.

“I love you too” replied Bilandra who had twisted her body. Now Bilandra's right in front of Danendra. Cuddled friendly beautiful girl in front of him, tightly even very tightly.

They stood peeking hugging with a nanar gaze piercing the horizon. The hot weather was not felt because what they felt was happy.

“Already yuk his embrace, I haus” pinta Bilandra shriveled with her head up so that she could look directly into the eyes of the lover of the heart.

“In a moment, I still want to hug my lover” replied Danendra lowered his head to be pinned on Bilandra's head.

From a distance, the place where Raka was waiting for her order already there was also Ais' father and Ara's mother who had also been sitting sweetly. Both the father and mother of Danendra saw the happiness of his son who finally succeeded in breaking the heart of his woman.

“See well, your son is amazing” praise mother Ara with a smile that looks at the behavior of her son who is gentle.

“Whose son used to dong, Ais Wicaksana” is proud father Ais puffed his chest.

“Already mature yes well our son, can already love-love” beautiful eyes mother Ara began to dew staring at the eldest son.

“Iya bun, our task is getting heavier but not the burden” continued Ais' father while wiping the shoulders of Ara's mother. Mother Ara immediately wiped away the trace of her tears.

“Bunda nangis” with her bulu Raka asked Mommy.

“Iya mother cry, but mother's cry is a happy cry” explained mother Ara while rubbing her ragil head.

“Hmmm strange, crying kok happy” muttered Raka who still could not accept the purpose of mother's answer.