"If you have quality fish and lobster like this again, tell Aida to contact me. I'll definitely buy it at a satisfactory price," said Rara in a teasing but firm tone. While saying that, he reached into his expensive bag and took out a thick stack of cash, then handed it to Arya casually.
After receiving the payment, without the slightest hesitation, Arya immediately set aside a red note and handed it to Aida.
"What is this money for, Ar?" Aida asked haltingly. Her eyes filled with tears, her hands trembled reluctantly to accept the gift. His heart was moved and mixed with emotion to see his nephew who was so kind.
"For Auntie to shop for kitchen needs or whatever Auntie wants. Without Auntie's help, I wouldn't have gotten this much money, Sis," replied Arya with a sincere and warm smile. But behind that smile, his heart sank slowly. He knew very well that behind his aunt's friendly smile, there was a heavy burden in life that was rarely talked about.
"Just accept it, Da," said Rara gently, pulling Aida's hand. "What Arya said is true. Besides, I haven't traveled for a long time. Let's go around the village, feel the cool village air. It's been a long time since we had a long conversation. Mr. Rahmat, please take the fish and lobster straight to the restaurant, OK? I still want to spend time here."
Rara immediately grabbed Aida's hand, leaving Arya standing there stunned watching them leave.
"Why don't you come with your aunt, Rev?" Arya asked, surprised to see that the girl didn't move from her place.
Actually, Reva deliberately didn't participate. He wanted to be alone with Arya. He could no longer lie to his own feelings; He had liked this village youth for a long time.
"Hehehehe, I'll just be here, Ar. Besides, if Aunt Rara starts chatting and gossiping, it will take hours before it's finished," Reva answered with a sweet smile that held a million meanings and affection.
"Then wait a moment, I'll make you a drink later," offered Arya kindly.
Reva smiled brightly, her face shining with happiness. However, after Rara and Aida left, when they stepped into Arya's house, that smile slowly faded. His heart ached to see the reality. The house was far from luxurious, the floor was only covered with carpet which looked worn and thin. Very simple.
"I'm sorry, Rev... if you feel uncomfortable. This is how my house is, it's not luxurious like yours or other people's," Arya said matter-of-factly, her tone sounding low, accepting the situation.
"I actually admire you, Ar," said Reva quickly, trying to hide the pool of tears in her eyes. "Even though your life is simple, you never seem to complain. You still work hard. Not everyone has a strong heart like that."
"Hehehehe... no need to praise too much or I'll become arrogant and fly," replied Arya with a chuckle, then went to the kitchen to make a drink for the girl.
After placing the drink glass in front of Reva, Arya sat cross-legged. His eyes involuntarily drifted down, focused on Reva's chest, which looked long and seductive. Instantly, his memory flashed to last night's incident, when Reva called him wearing only a thin bra, making his blood rush hot again.
However, Reva is sensitive. He was well aware of where Arya's eyes were glancing.
"Ar! Take care of your eyes, okay? Damn, all guys are the same! If you see a big one, you'll immediately glare!" Reva scolded while widening her eyes, pretending to be angry. Yet inside, his heart was beating wildly, a mixture of embarrassment and joy.
"Hehehehe... sorry, Rev. It would be a shame to just miss the beautiful view," replied Arya casually, then lit a cigarette to cover up her nervousness that was starting to appear.
Reva's face turned red like a boiled crab. He was very happy to be praised by Arya, because he really loved the young man. But at the same time, he was worried that Arya was only interested in his physical appearance.
"Arya... you look different now. Your skin looks cleaner and brighter than usual. Did you use special treatment after breaking your heart?" Reva asked, her eyes staring intently at the changes in her lover.
Sure enough, Arya now looks much more handsome, his skin is no longer dark and rough like before when he often worked barefoot under the hot sun.
"What's the need for treatment, Rev? I still don't have enough tuition money for school, let alone to buy creams. I'm self-conscious," answered Arya quietly, cigarette smoke billowing into the room, covering her sad face. "It's impossible, isn't it? I, who is just a poor man from an inland village, can win the heart of a rich man's daughter as good and beautiful as you?" His tone sounded bitter, reflecting the deep emotional pain of the difference in social status.
Hearing that, Reva's heart felt squeezed. He took courage, slightly lowered his face which was starting to turn red, then revealed what had been hidden for a long time.
"What... if I really love you, Ar?" he said softly but firmly. His smile was sincere, his eyes radiated the light of love that was so big and sincere.
Reva felt this was the time. If not now, maybe there won't be another chance. Moreover, seeing Arya who felt inferior, he wanted to prove that love does not look at wealth.
"Hehehehehe... your joke isn't funny, Rev," replied Arya with a forced, dry laugh. He didn't believe it at all, thinking it was just a joke.
However, Reva wasn't playing around. With extraordinary courage, he moved his seat closer, then held Arya's hand tightly.
"I'm not kidding, Arya! I seriously love you! Really love you!" he said firmly, looking straight into the young man's eyes, trying to instill confidence.
Arya was silent. He didn't answer a word, just stared blankly ahead, his brain still trying to digest those beautiful words, feeling as if he was dreaming.
Seeing Arya who was still silent and pensive, Reva took a bold step. He got up a little, then sat right on Arya's lap.
Without the slightest hesitation, the girl immediately brought her face closer and kissed Arya's lips gently but with great emphasis. This was his first kiss, and he was willing to give it to prove his seriousness.
Arya jumped in surprise, her eyes widened in disbelief. He never thought that a girl as classy and beautiful as Reva would dare to do something so bold.
But slowly, Arya dissolved. The kiss felt so sweet and warm. He returned the kiss, letting their tongues play with each other, forgetting for a moment all their problems, differences in wealth and social status. They kissed with passion and long-buried longing, until Reva began to gasp for oxygen.
"Do you believe that I really love you, Ar?" Reva asked haltingly, her face flushed red from embarrassment but her smile was so sweet on her face.
"Reva... are we now... officially lovers?" Arya asked quietly, a wide, irresistible smile finally spreading across her face. His heart was filled with overflowing happiness, he felt like he wanted to jump for joy.
"Of course. From this moment on, I will officially be your lover, Ar," whispered Reva softly, then hugged Arya's broad body very tightly, as if she didn't want to let go.