#mas bright

[justmarcusz]

Part 1

Jackpot againnnn, like I kinda expected it but didn’t expect this much of a jackpot. Oh, and btw this is actually yesterday’s story.

So, two days ago Mas Bright had a day off. And you know, after he’s off work, usually he’ll have a night shift the next day. So I was already waiting for him at the red spot near my chicken coop, as usual. After his goats started screaming hysterically, finally Mas Bright showed up. I could see him for a moment when he was walking at the green spot, then I left because I had something to do. Btw, it was still like 6:45, so there was still a chance he’d do the morning shift. But in the afternoon, I saw him at his shed with his son, so it was obvious he wasn’t working the morning shift. Then around 12:15, Mas Bright went out to get grass for his goats. I thought maybe he still had time to gather grass before leaving for his night shift. But nope, he came back at like 2:45, and I started doubting he’d even work that night. And I was right, around 3:05 I saw him leaving on his scooter with his two kids, wearing casual clothes, so yeah, confirmed, Mas Bright had another day off. I waited for him to pass by again. Fast forward, it was already getting late in the afternoon, so I decided to take a shower. Right after I finished, I heard his son shouting, so I tried to check from my bedroom window. And when I looked through my bedroom window and the living room window of Mr. B’s place, I saw Mas Bright walking from the side of his house toward his wife, who was holding their daughter on the motorbike. Then Mas Bright took over the bike and rode off. Oh my goodness, bestieee, when Mas Bright was standing beside the bike waiting for his wife to get off, I could see him so clearly. Unfortunately, part of his face was covered by Mr. B’s bamboo curtain, but still, I could see enough to notice—ugh, he was just so bright and handsome. And when his wife’s right hand was holding Mas Bright’s left arm, and his right hand was on the handlebar… arghhh what a romantic little scene I just witnessed, ughhh. After that, I got myself ready, like brushing my hair and stuff. A few minutes later, I checked my window again, but all I saw was his scooter parked beside his house, which meant he was back home. So, I decided to go out to my backyard again. I sat at the red spot, but no sign of him, so I went back inside. A few minutes later, I heard his goats screaming again, so I went back to my backyard. This time, I didn’t sit at the red spot, I just stood in front of my shed. And after the goats kept screaming, finally Mas Bright appeared. I could only see him briefly through the leaves from in front of my shed. I waited for him to come back, but he didn’t, so I tried looking for him through more leaf gaps around my shed—and I found him. Mas Bright was standing at the far end of his backyard, facing north, looking out at the rice fields. I walked a little north to make sure it was really him standing there, and yup, it was him. Then I walked back to my shed, waiting for him so I could catch a glimpse through the leaves again, but he still didn’t come back. So I decided to walk a bit further north again. I took one step forward, still scanning his goat pen to find him. Another step, still looking. Then another step… and there he was. He was standing facing south but turned his head east, right toward me...

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[justmarcusz]

For some people, the number thirteen might be considered unlucky, but not for me. Especially today, September 13th it’s my lucky day. Do you know why? Listen carefully, because this is about mas Bright, the brightest man I have a crush on.

Btw, sorry I haven’t updated for more than a month. I’ve been busy and a little lazy, even though there are so many fun and hot stories about mas Bright. But don’t worry, because I’ve written them all down, it’s just a matter of publishing them! For now, just enjoy this September 13th story!

Long story short..

So around noon, almost afternoon, I went to the backyard to check if mas Bright was already home from grass-cutting or not. Since Mr. B was busy with his wood machine that made loud noises and could mess up the sound of mas Bright’s noisy motorbike, that’s why I stood by near my chicken coop. In less than 10 minutes finally mas Bright could be heard, from afar the sound of his noisy motorbike came, then he appeared from behind the houses in the neighboring area, and I immediately went into my shed. Mas Bright arrived and started feeding his goats. I tried peeking through the hole in my shed’s wall, but mas Bright didn’t show up at all, instead it was his kid going back and forth into his shed. Then I went out after waiting for a few minutes, and stood in front of my shed, after a few seconds mas Bright finally walked into his house, I could only see his neck and shoulders, and he was SHIRTLESS bestieee. After mas Bright passed by I stepped one step to the North and suddenly the green spot was clearly visible, turns out the gaps between the taro leaves were open, damn I just realized it 😭😭😭 if only I had stepped forward from the start maybe I could’ve seen mas Bright shirtless from his face down to his body arghhh 😭😭😭 but it’s okay, I’m already happy…

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[justmarcusz]

Part 1

Unexpected Jackpots!

So mas Bright’s off today. It all started from… well, from my notes, he should’ve been on the second shift if he wasn’t off or doing a double morning shift today. So this morning I immediately waited for him at the red spot. After several rounds of his goats hopelessly bleating, mas Bright finally showed up. He walked toward his goat pen, wearing light jeans, a navy windbreaker (different from the one he wears for work), and his signature messy just-woke-up hair, but still looking so freaking hot. I caught a glimpse of him as he walked toward the goat pen and then toward his house. Since it wasn’t even 6:30 yet, I went inside my house to wait by the window, just in case he had a double morning shift, you know, just in case. But nope, nothing. He really didn’t take the morning shift. Fast forward a few hours later, around 10 minutes before 9:00, I saw mas Bright heading out, passing my house, riding his black automatic motorbike, still in the same jeans, now with a black t-shirt with a graphic on the chest. Instantly I decided to wait for him to come back, even though I was just chilling and reading threads.

About 30 minutes later, he passed by again heading home, turns out, he was picking up his little boy from kindergarten. I could see him clearly. Oh my goodness mas Bright, you looked so handsome, so mesmerizing, and brighter than ever. Especially when you were focused on driving while listening to your little boy’s chatter. Your face ughhhh so hot, so handsome, that masculine jawline ughhh. Your hair looked dry and neatly combed arghhh I love everything about you, mas Bright. Then a few minutes later, he passed by again, still in the same outfit, this time with both kids, his little boy sitting at the back seat and his little girl sitting at the front. Oh my god mas Bright, that gentle hot daddy aura of yours really radiated through the window and melted my heart. A few minutes later in the afternoon, at 1:52 p.m., I heard the sound of his noisy motorbike. I was sure he was gonna go cut grass, and I was right. When he passed my house, he was wearing his usual grass-cutting outfit. From that, I concluded he was off work today, there’s no way he’d take the second or night shift if he’s just heading out to cut grass at this time.

At 3:44 p.m., mas Bright came back from cutting grass. I got myself ready to feed my chickens, and after I was done, I sat at the red spot. I couldn’t see any of his movements, not even through the cracks in his shed or through the leaves, but I didn’t move because I could see smoke from his backyard. That means he was burning the leftover dry goat grass, so I knew he was still around. A few minutes later, his little boy came. I couldn’t see him because he’s small and was hidden behind stacked wooden boards leaning against the trees, but I could hear his voice. I like that kid because he always talks loudly, his voice becomes like a signal or a code for mas Bright’s whereabouts. He was holding a kite, I could see it through the cracks in the shed, and it seemed like he wanted his dad to fly it because…A few minutes later, I left the red spot to wash my hands and grab my phone. Just a minute later, I came back and sat down again. As soon as I sat and looked toward the green spot.. there he was, mas Bright. He was walking backward while rolling up the string of his son’s kite. I could see his face clearly. He was still in his grass-cutting outfit, wearing a faded light green long-sleeve shirt, a backward cap, and a buff mask hanging around his neck. Oh my god mas Bright, you still looked so handsome, masculine, and super cool. ...

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[justmarcusz]

Gloomy Saturday evening

If only I had stalled for time earlier, maybe tried a ride or something arghhh... And this afternoon, I had a small feeling that mas Bright would go to the fair, when I realized he was on the morning shift. And if only I had gone through with buying the thing I’d originally planned to get... arghhh, maybe I would’ve had the chance to see mas Bright there. I swear, I still feel this heavy regret. I’m frustrated, mad arghhh.

I waited at the front door, hoping he’d walk past with his family on their way to the fair. I waited for maybe an hour, and he never passed, so I decided to just go to the market with my little sister. Deep down, I hoped I’d see mas Bright there... but nothing. He wasn’t there.

I walked around for just a short while, bought a few snacks, and then headed home, it might’ve only been about five minutes. And… and… arghhhhhh.

On the way home, I saw a little boy coming out of a side alley... and in my heart, I whispered, “Oh God, please don’t let that be mas Bright’s son.” Then, a woman walked out from the same alley, and it was mas Bright’s wife. My heart immediately felt stabbed. I started feeling tightness in my chest, and then… mas Bright stepped out too, carrying his daughter. The pain intensified. I was breathless.

I felt sadness, anger, a deep ache inside. Why did this have to happen to me, God? Why?

While I was still at the night market and on the way home, I was quietly thinking:

“Mas Bright, are you not coming to the fair? Or did I just arrive too early?”

And yes, I did arrive too early.

Arghhh, I regret it so much. I should’ve waited until mas Bright passed by before going…

Arghhh, dear God, why did this have to happen?

I’m honestly crushed. Sad. Furious...

If I had been home alone, I probably would’ve cried my heart out.

Right now, the ache is still there.

This is funny isn't it? I regret the same thing as a week ago. The different is, I didn't go to the fair last week and then mas bright go, and tonight I did go to the fair but I'm too early, when I walk home, mas bright walk to the fair. I can't even see his face, because it's too dark, arghhhhh.

[justmarcusz]

Part 2

He passed by my house, but I couldn’t see his face because he turned to the south, toward that messy land across from my house, remember?

Then I quickly washed my hands and rushed to the Red Spot, but I was too late, turns out mas Bright was already inside his shed. I could see him through the usual little gaps, and OMG he was shirtless. I couldn’t see clearly, but those little openings gave me enough clues that he really was shirtless. Eventually, he came out, at first I looked away, but when I turned back, he was walking toward his house, I saw him for a moment, and yes, he was totally shirtless. And inside I was like, “oh my god” believe me, it was so hot ughhhhh.

I knew he would come back, so I stayed sitting at the Red Spot, and yup, he came back, but now he was wearing that royal blue t-shirt again, yes, that t-shirt, the one I told you about when he fixed his shed, remember?

He walked to the goat pen, went into the shed, then came out and trimmed some banana leaves near the goat pen, and don’t forget, I saw all of this through those narrow little gaps! Then he walked south and trimmed a few branches at the Green Spot, and this time I could see him clearly. He was facing west, so his back was to me. He placed the branches in front of his shed, then walked back to the Green Spot and trimmed again, then walked north to drop off more branches in front of the goat pen. As he turned and walked north, I got a few quick side views of his face, maybe four times total.

While he was trimming those branches, even from the back, I could see him clearly, and I was totally satisfied just watching him. Every time he trimmed a branch, I kept whispering to myself, “oh my god… thank God… oh my god… forgive me God… oh my god… mas Bright arghhh… thank God.”

And here’s the part that made me the happiest, are you ready?

So the last time he trimmed at the Green Spot, right when he finished and turned around, he looked in my direction, he looked at me! Yes, me! In that moment, I felt like I got caught watching him..hehehe, but hey, it’s not my fault I can see him from there, so... yeah.

That moment made me super nervous but also happy, because I could see his face clearly, oops, well a little bit through the small branches, but still clear enough! Oh my god, he’s so handsome and bright, especially in that royal blue t-shirt, arghhhh! And what made it even hotter? That one little strand of hair falling over his forehead, oh my god mas Bright, your aura, your hot, hot aura, was just radiating like crazy. Like seriously, do you even know how ridiculously handsome you are? And how much I admire you?? Arghhhhhh.

It was such a mixed moment, happy, nervous, panicked, but I loved it.

Then he went back to trimming leaves near the goat pen, I couldn’t see him from there because the banana trees in my backyard were blocking the view. A few minutes later he stopped, I couldn’t see him because he was standing in front of the shed. I kept waiting, and I turned for a second to check on my chickens beside me, then when I looked back toward mas Bright’s backyard, he was walking east! Oh my god, I was shocked, I couldn’t believe it, but yup, it was really him. He paused for a second to look north, then walked south, turns out he was going to trim the little trees beside his house, the same area he trimmed yesterday.

While he was walking east and south, I could see his face a little bit, just quick glimpses, since there were a lot of leaves and Mr. B’s woodpile blocking the view, but he was seriously sooooo freaking handsome. I was nervous, but also so happy because I knew exactly where he was.

While he trimmed those trees, I couldn’t see his face, only his arms, and even just his arms looked Brighter and totally masculine, like seriously?? Is this even real??

A few minutes later he finished, and I saw him getting ready to lift a huge bundle of leaves, and of course, when he lifted it, the leaves covered his face, I could only see his neck and head.

Then a few minutes later, while he was in front of the shed, I heard his little boy shout out to him, “Daaaaaad? Daaaaaddy? Daaaaaaadd?!” And mas Bright responded, said something back, but I couldn’t hear what. I only heard his son shouting “Daaaddddd, daaaaaaddy!” Then mas Bright walked into the house.

Yup, that was the ending of July's story. And August I wish you be better.

[justmarcusz]

Part 1

Last day of July..

So at 6:00 AM I heard the sound of mas Bright’s goats bleating, because today he was on the morning shift, so he only had a little time to feed them. I quickly went to my backyard, let out the hen and her chicks, then put the chicks in a small coop near where I was sitting, and started feeding them. I was sitting on that wooden log while feeding my chickens, and jeng jeng jeng, mas Bright walked to his goat pen. But I could only catch a glimpse of him, not his face. Remember, when I sit on that log, the Green Spot doesn’t have a clear view because of all the branches and leaves blocking it.

So I moved to the Red Spot like I usually do, carrying the feed bucket with me, and yup, through the gaps, I could see mas Bright’s movements. A few moments later, he went back inside his house. From that angle, I could see his face, even if just for a moment through those little openings, but I’m happy. I knew he was on the morning shift, so I quickly washed my hands, went into my house, and sat by the window with the curtains wide open. A few minutes later, I heard that noisy motorcycle of his starting up. After several days, he finally went to work using that bike again, I was so happy. And a few seconds later, he passed by my house. Oh my my, mas Bright... Even from the back, your handsome aura was radiating like crazy, arghhhh, you looked so well.

—A few hours later—

So I was in the bathroom, and suddenly I heard a noisy motorcycle again. I turned off the shower so I could really listen, and yup, I was sure that was mas Bright’s motorcycle. I quickly finished in the bathroom and looked through my bedroom window, and through Mr. B’s house — through his living room, through his window — I spotted mas Bright’s motorcycle parked in his yard.

After waiting for less than 15 minutes, he finally showed up. But the view was super narrow, I could only see him through Mr. B’s small living room window, plus Mr. B’s porch pillar, and mas Bright himself blocking the view, so I couldn’t see him clearly. But there he was on his porch, putting on his shoes. I caught a quick glimpse of his face, and it looked like he kissed his daughter goodbye before leaving for work again after a short break. Then another quick glance as he walked toward his bike parked in his yard, and this one was a bit clearer, I could see his face more properly. Oh my goodness, he’s so bright, and handsome like he always is.

Through the glass door of Mr. B’s house, I could just barely see mas Bright’s face as he turned on the bike, then he left, and I caught another quick glimpse. I rushed out of my room and stood by the window as he passed by my house, yup I saw him, oh my god he’s so cool, even if it was from the side, he’s still so handsome, arghh!

—A few hours later, in the afternoon—

Since he was on the morning shift, I was already waiting by the window to see him come home. But until 4:00 PM, he didn’t pass by. So I decided to go feed my chickens, which I had postponed for 30 minutes. I sat down and fed them with the feed bucket in my hand, facing south toward the front yard and the road.

After about 20 minutes, I finally heard the sound of his noisy motorcycle. Before anything, I made sure it was really his, and when the sound got closer, yup it was him. He passed by my house, but I couldn’t see his face because he turned to the south, toward that messy land across from my house, remember?pass by. So I decided to go feed my chickens, which I had postponed for 30 minutes. I sat down and fed them with the feed bucket in my hand, facing south toward the front yard and the road.

After about 20 minutes, I finally heard the sound of his noisy motorcycle. Before anything, I made sure it was really his, and when the sound got closer, yup it was him. He passed by my house, but I couldn’t see his face because he turned to the south, toward that messy land across from my house, remember?

[justmarcusz]

Part 4

Then I got back to working again. And again, I peeked. He was facing away from me, so I watched him again. He turned, I looked away.

Now this next part, this is my favorite part.

I gathered my courage one more time. I stood up and looked at him again. He was facing east, in my direction, but thankfully, he was focused on the branches in front of him, so he didn’t notice me. But I got to see everything. His entire face. So clearly. For one heart-pounding second. I was nervous and terrified he’d catch me, but it was so worth it just to see that beautiful face.

Then I went back to my little chicken project. A few minutes later, I turned to look again and saw that mas Bright had already come down from the tree, but I could still hear him cutting branches somewhere down there. I tried peeking through the hole in the wall and between Mr. B’s wood again. Finally, after several minutes, mas Bright showed up right in those tiny gaps. He was standing and bending over, cleaning up leaves and branches. I couldn’t see his face clearly, but just seeing him was enough to calm my heart.

A few more minutes passed and he was done. I left the shed and stood just a bit off to the side, watching as mas Bright carried everything off toward the goat shed. Even from behind, it was enough to soothe me.

I continued working, and when I finally finished, I checked my phone. It was almost 2:30 PM. Since mas Bright was off yesterday, and I know he always takes the night shift after his day off (you remember that, right?), I quickly washed my hands, went into the house, and got into position by the window to watch him ride past.

But, before I even made it inside, I noticed something in the side yard of my house, and right at that moment I heard the sound of a motorcycle. And honestly, any motorcycle sound always makes me look at the street, just in case. And yup, another stroke of luck, it was mas Bright.

He rode past my house on his scooter, heading to work. Oh my god, he glanced toward me for just a split millisecond before looking away. I think he saw another neighbor pushing their motorcycle a few feet ahead, so maybe he was planning to say hi or something. That’s probably why he looked away before he could really see me. But it’s okay, what matters is that I got to see him clearly. And he seemed a little more relaxed on his bike today.

Oh my my, mas Bright... you looked so ridiculously handsome today. Your hair slicked back with pomade, your navy semi-hoodie with gray sleeves, your navy jeans, and those Converse sneakers, oh my god. Your entire aura... the way your handsomeness shone through even under the gloomy, cloudy sky...

If there were a handsomeness scale from 1 to 10, you’d be a 100, mas Bright.

Because even under a cloudy sky, you’re still brighter than ever in my eyes.

Thank God for yesterday.

[justmarcusz]

Part 3

A few hours later.

I was reminded again of the golden rule in my little world: "If you hope to see the people you want to see, you won’t. But if they don’t even cross your mind, then that’s when they show up."

So, it was broad daylight and I was making a nest for my chicken to lay eggs in my shed. While I was focused on building it, suddenly I heard the sound of leaves or branches being cut. Instinctively, I turned around. Coincidentally, the back wall of my shed has a large hole in it, and I can see straight into the backyard of Mr. B’s house, and beyond that, to the side yard of mas Bright’s house.

By the way, Mr. B is a carpenter, so there’s always a bunch of wood in his backyard. Anyway, back to that sound, I looked through the hole and between the gaps in Mr. B’s woodpile, and I saw a hand holding a sickle, cutting branches near the boundary between Mr. B’s house and mas Bright’s. I knew that was him.

I went out of the shed, hoping to catch a glimpse of mas Bright from the side, but the wood pile blocked my view. So I went back inside and continued working on my little project. Then I heard the chopping sound again, even louder. I turned to look again, and yup, it really was mas Bright. He was up in the tree, trimming branches again. I think I’ve told you about him trimming this same tree before.

Oh and by the way, the wall and the roof of my shed don’t connect, so there’s a big triangle-shaped gap up top. That means I can see out clearly, and if mas Bright’s up in the tree, that also means he can totally see me inside the shed just as clearly. I didn’t dare look at him too long, I was afraid we’d make eye contact. And honestly, I had no idea how I would react if that happened.

So I pretended to focus on my project. Well, I was doing it for real, but deep down I was feeling super excited... and kinda nervous. I kept my back to him while I worked because I just couldn’t handle looking at him directly. Honestly, I wanted to just watch him cut those branches forever, but I knew if I stared too long, he’d notice me watching him. That made me a little sad... because I couldn’t keep looking at him the way I wanted to.

A few minutes later, while I was still working on the nest, I finally got the courage to glance back at him. He was facing away from me. So I totally paused what I was doing and just stood there, watching him trim the tree. Even from behind, I liked it. I really liked it. A few seconds later, he turned around, and I immediately went back to my project like nothing happened.

After a few more minutes, I peeked again and caught a side glimpse of his face. Oh. My. Goodness. He looked so hot literally hot as hell. His focused expression, the way his arms moved as he cut through the branches, he looked so masculine, arghhh.