《You Are Mine - TinCan KlaNo Story (COMPLETED)》Chapter 04: Type, the Oldest Brother (2)
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*So P'No hasn't told P'Type about our relationship? If P'Type doesn't know, does it means no one else knows? Is he ashamed of dating me? Does he really have no feelings for me ??* - Kengkla mind
Kengkla did not answer P'Type question. He is busy with the questions in his head. Suddenly his chest ached. He knew that at this time P'No doesn't love him, but knowing that P'No had not said anything about their relationship to P'Type is making his heart hurt. He thinks he'll be fine while waiting for P'No to fall in love with him, but it turns out he's not. Kengkla's pride slowly collapsed.
"Hmm ... So you also don't want to answer me? Alright then. You can go home now, Techno will accompany me to the mall after our training. I will take him home later, " said Type while getting up.
Hearing that, Kengkla reflexively stood up and pulled P'Type's hand, just as Type had guessed. Type turned and crossed his arms on his chest.
"What ??", he asked.
"Go to mall? What for? ", asked Kla.
"None of your business. Techno and I ussually walk around and hang out together. Is there any problem with that?".
"I.... Let me join, Phi? ", He asked, stumbling.
Swear to God, this is the first time Kengkla has spoken nervous to someone, other than Techno. But just like what Nic has said, Type's aura was indeed very intimidating.
"Why do you want to tag along? And while wearing this high school uniform? " - Type
Type is deliberate. He wanted to see the extent that the boy would do.
"I brought a change of clothes, Phi". - Kengkla.
"Still, why do you want to come? You don't know me. I'm afraid you will get bored walking with us later. " - Type
"I won't, Phi. Actually, I also want to buy clothes. - Kengkla
"Alright", answered Type while stepping back into the field. He saw Techno who was standing staring at the two of them. Type naughty side appeared. He immediately turned to look at Kengkla who was still standing.
"Ah, Techno will go with my car. And for you, its up to you if you want to go with my car or your car. To be sure, today I will take Techno home. Incidentally, Mama had asked me to stop by for dinner. " - Type
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"Mama ??", Kla asked confusedly.
"Ah, you don't know that I call Techno's mom Mama's? Techno also called my mother with Mama too ".
"Oh, okay.... "
Type wanted to laugh as hard as he can when he saw the look of surprise and Kengkla's face turned pale. Type knew that Kla called Techno mom Aunty, even though he comes very often and even sometimes stayed at Techno's house.
Type walked down from the bleachers with light steps. Who told you to keep secrets from me, he thought.
"I told that boy that we are going to the mall after training. And he said he wanted to come. I allowed it. But I don't know if he will ride my car or his own car later. And you.... Come along with my car", exclaimed Type upon his arrival in the field and approached Techno. The two of them immediately glanced at the bleachers where Kla sat down and saw that Kla was still had his head down.
"Don't try to approach him now. Our business is not finished yet". - Type
Type does not give Techno the opportunity to talk at all. His words were slow, but firm and indisputable. So Techno returned to the field to give instructions to his team.
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On the bench, Type found the alien boy looking at his cellphone... again. One problem is being handled, now one more problem appears before Type, as if asking to be solved as well.
"Will your handpnone turn into a giant size pizza if you stare at it like that, Can?" - Type
"P'Type !!!!! You surprised me !!!! ", shouted Can.
"Lower your voice, stupid !!!! Who told you to daydream in the middle of training ?? !! ", said Type as he slowly beat Can's head.
"Waiting for a call from the IC boy?" asked the Type without making small talk.
Can immediately turned to Type and looked at him confused. How did P'Type know ???
"How do I know? Is that what you're asking in your head, Can? " - Type
Can just nodded his head quickly, like a display doll in the car.
"Hhhffttt ... You are easy to read, Can. Then, where is he? I haven't seen him for several days now. Are you fighting? " - Type
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Can turned his face away from Type and looked towards the field which now looked very beautiful in his eyes. Can shook his head, but soon after he nodded, then shook his head again. Earning him another hit from Type.
"Phiii ... You have to take responsibility if I become a fool !!!", he muttered.
"Caaannn ... Your ignorance is already embedded in your brain, even before your fetus is formed. - Type
"Pphiii ... you're so mean !!!!", murmured Can.
"So, what are you fighting about ??? Why are you shaking your head but also nodding ??? Making me confused. - Type
"I don't know, Phi. I am confused. You know my brain capacity, and right now it feels like my head wants to explode thinking about things that I don't even understand. " - Can
"Phi ... can I ask for your opinion? I'm confused, Phi. - Can
"Of course". - Type
"How about after training? I want to ask a lot ". - Can
"Sorry Can, I can't today. I already have plans with Techno. How about tommorow? After college, my time is only for you". - Type
"Alright, Phi. Eh, where are you and P'No going? Can I join? I'm bored, Phi. - Can
"If you come, it means that Good is also coming. Okay, but don't ask me to treat you. I'm saving to buy a present for my boyfriend. " - Type
"For P'Tharn birthday?". - Can
"Yes". - Type
"What do you want to give, Phi?" - Can
"None of your business". - Type
"Phiii ... Tell me......". - Can
"Huh ... The nosy boy has returned. Bring back the broken hearted Can. I don't want to listen to this nosy boy !!!!". - Type
"Pppphhhhiiiii Tttyyyppppeeeee ......".
They continued to joke without realizing a pair of eyes were 'lurking' on the stairs leading to the dressing room, with sad and hurting eyes.
"Apparently, I really mean nothing to you, Can". - Tin
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Since the refusal, Tin is like a zombie. He didn't go to college the next day. But being alone in the room only made him even more crazy. His heart ached and was broken, but he missed Can. Tin opened the "Cantaloupe" folder on his cellphone which is filled with Can photos. There were photos that he took quietly when Can was being careless, or he took it from Can's FB and IG, and there were 2 photos of them together. There aren't many photo of Can's on the FB and IG, because Can doesn't like being photographed. Tin must have been a clever paparazi. There is a photo of Can playing football, sitting in a spare chair, eating snacks, tying shoelaces, sleeping and many more. Yes, Can had fallen asleep when they watched a movie at Tin's house for the second time. At that time he had just finished training and went straight to Tin's house. He even bathed in Tin's house. The towel used by Can is still neatly stored in the plastic in the Tin cabinet. Tin wants Can's scent to remain there.
As soon as he remembered the towel, Tin immediately stood up and took it. Ripping the plastic roughly and smell the towel, looking for Can's scent that is still left behind. Tin returned to his bed and re-opened the photo of Can on his cellphone. Every time the photo changes, Tin's chest hurts even more. Seeing Can's photos, laughing, smiling, pouting and more, made Tin miss him even more. Missed him so much that it hurt. When people who love him betrayed him, Tin felt immeasurable anger and hurt. But the hurts when he misses Can, it feels different. In the past, Tin's heartache turned into hatred for his brother and his mother. But now, his heartache has turned into an unbearable longing. Making him forget how to breathe. Forgetting how to live.
Little by little, tears began to fall on Tin's smooth cheeks. By time, it is increasingly became heavy and turned into sobs. It started with slow sobs but then followed by a roar, calling Can's name in his each breath ...
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