Aero The Kidnapper's
Part 42's

Rea himself did not expect, his closeness to Aero-kidnapper which made him fail to marry - until at this stage. He had already called out to the man with the frills of Mas in front of his name. A little thing he never expected. It was after they were 5 years apart, and there should have been a respect for the older people. It was not Rea who started, but Aero who asked to be called so. Isn't that ridiculous?

"Aero." Call Rea at that time, they're at the cafe for lunch. Waiters was waiting, noting what the order menu was, but Aero was so focused on the phone in his grasp. That busy? Ask Rea in the heart. Indeed, the man if he has faced an important problem is very difficult to be diverted from flat sailing inanimate objects. As if there was no one else around. Frequently and often ignored. That's the other side of Aro's new self Rea knows.

"Aero." Rea repeated, intending to ask what the muscular man ordered.

Still without seeing the interlocutor, Aero replied. "Do you know how old I am?"

"Hmm?"

"Almost 31 years."

"Then?"

"Do you think it's polite to call the name of someone who's a lot older than you?"

For a moment Rea did not understand what Aero was trying to explain. He put on a flat face as usual.

"You should call me Mas! Like Jordi does." The man's order firmly coincided with his face being lifted towards Rea. Displays a wrinkle on the forehead and a stiffened jaw.

"Is that to much?" Ask Rea carefully. Know yourself, their position is in the cafe. He did not want to invite a war of mouth with Aero, it would be very embarrassing.

"To much which part?!" If you have heard the tone of Aero's voice that rises, it means that the man wearing a black leather jacket is emotional. So, Rea relented, he did not want to argue for things that are not important. Just calling Mas' is hard. Thought at that time.

He quickly nodded, saying, "ok".

In reality, it took Rea 2 days to be able to open her mouth and voice 'Mas'. I don't know what's going on and why his mouth is like glue, can't open. His own throat was like it was stuck in something, making it difficult for him to speak. Bizarrely.

"Is that hard to call my name?"

Rea who looked down on the car seat just nodded resignedly. He tried it many times, but he could not. Always hampered.

"The business is even harder." Add Aero with his cold voice.

"Mmm-Ma-"

"Shit! Long time."

For the second time in their history. Repeated also the moment where Aero was brave enough to make such intimate physical contact. His two hands quickly encapsulated Rea's face and pulled her closer. Without being prevented and Rea calculated Aero back to do something on his lips. Not just sticking, more than that, and longer than the previous one.

The man seemed to be enjoying, evidently with his eyes closed and both hands growing stronger pulling on Rea's nape. This beautiful woman herself only followed instinct, her mouth opened after being teased. Accept the treatment that man gave. Until finally, when both breaths are almost gone. Aero slowly retreated.

"Mass."

Aero smiled so thinly. "You should have said you wanted to be kissed first so you could call me Mas."

No! Not because of that. Rea was just reflex, because Aero's treatment of him was so different. Their proximity has leveled up. Not only on the intense reciprocation of news, hangouts but also on physical contact.

...***...

For some reason, knowing Aero was bathing made Rea so envious. Not because he wants to know how the shape of Aero's athletic body, but on the fresh water that soaks the body. That's very much he's craving right now. The body is sweating, has started to emit natural fragrances that indicate germs are starting to grow.

And waiting for an Aero to clean up by being presented the spectacle of a boxing match is not a good thing. Rea until now did not know the reason the man liked this strength fighting sport. What good? Just punching each other and sometimes hugging to prevent defeat. There is no interesting side.

Finally, he took the remote and replaced it with an overseas channel. Old movies are back, but it's better. While chewing on a piece of pizza, Rea was solemnly watching a movie. Until then the left side of the sofa again filled with a fresh figure that is so fragrant.

"I'm old?"

In his position of sitting leaning back, Rea nodded weakly. Remaining the last chew of pizza, after swallowing he just made a sound. "I still smell sweat." If Rea had said so, it meant that he wanted to go home soon.

"Neverything stinks. There's still the smell."

"Ckk. Go home."

This long black-haired woman immediately straightened up. Prepare to go to his house. Actually, he only stopped by for a moment to check whether his close friend - still a close friend yes not a lover - has healed or not. And it turns out that Aero was wearing formal clothes earlier, the man was guaranteed 100% healthy%.

"Still long?"

"I don't know." Aero shrugged his shoulders. Then I started to get interested in pizza on the table. "This buy in-?"

"Ordinary place!"

"That's a hell of a bitch."

"I'm so hot. Sticky and not feeling well. Time doesn't understand."

"Patience."

Only that short word emerged from Aero's lips. Not at all helpful. It even adds to the annoyance. One by one slices of pizza slowly began Aero eating. And what makes Regina Athalia even more furious is that the television channel was replaced with boxing shows.

"Mas. That movie, I haven't finished watching."

"Your story finally knows. It's not clear at last."

Relented again. Rea's retreating. Back to his back on the sofa. Putting yourself in power, waiting for Jordi is the only option. May Allah ease and smooth the way of Jordi here, amiin. Rea quietly prayed.

No kidding, Aero did watch the game until it was finished in round 12. During the attack, the man was silent but his eyes were watching the LCD screen 42 inc. What did Aero actually see was just a board-carrying girl wearing sexy, wading clothes around the ring? Rea thought so.

"Old jordi." The woman complains after the game and Jordi-assistant Aero is not yet seen.

"Maybe's a race."

"I'm going home by myself with nothing."

"Just a second!"

"It's also nothing."

"You want me-"

"Nga! No!" Along with Rea's firm rejection, his body shifted away from Aero's reach. He stuck himself on the other side of the sofa.

"Bag!!" Rea's touch slowly brought her body closer. Either his feelings alone or indeed the man's gaze began to change. "Neither do it! I shouted!"

"There are no people. Please."

Without a load Aero challenges Rea. His hands began to grab Rea's hands outstretched toward him forming a protective shield. His house is uninhabited, only he and Jordi live.

And without difficulty, with a single stomp Aero managed to pull Rea into his arms. "So she screamed. Now after being hugged, just shut up. Weird."

"Neither play behind!" Rea warned of Aero's hand slowly starting to descend from his back down.

"Front?"

"That's what else! I smell like Mas?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"He's gone!"

Because of his anxiety with Rea's attitude, Aero can laugh widely without ever being covered up. Instead of breaking the embrace, the man tightened his arms around Rea's body.

"Surge! Don't need to stick around!Amused!"

Waduh, what about Aero?

Coconut Rea who used to be anti with physical contact can be anything but the same 'Mas' heheh