Love Port.
12. Love statement
"yeah," cried Zahira, when he got out of his boss' car, he cheered happily until jumping up and down like a child. "I am free from his entanglement. Haha, my language is cool," he continued.
As Hasan saw Zahira's behavior from behind the rearview, his face became blurry. He deliberately slowed down the speed of his car to see the lie in the eyes of the beautiful girl.
Hasan smiled obliquely, looking at Zahira's behavior. Not sure what he was thinking, the man immediately advanced the speed of his car after noticing what he saw from the rearview mirror.
Zahira, directly called someone who would be her destination after returning home from the restaurant.
"Hello, let's meet there," said Zahira, while confirming the position of his hair is a little messy.
" ... "
"Waalaikum salam." Zahira just ordered an ojek online to meet the man she just called.
Unknowingly, on the way, Zahira is followed by a silver car.
After reaching the destination, Zahira got down and walked while circulating her gaze in all directions. It turned out that the person he was waiting for had not come yet, either,.
Finally, Zahira looked for a seat under the shady trees. She reached out to the hp in her bag, once again she fixed her hair position and smiled to herself while mirroring on her phone screen.
"I should have gone home to make makeup at home. Well, why forget to bring a combat tool anyway," whispered Zahira to himself, his voice almost inaudible.
After that Zahira kissed the shoulder by lifting his armpits, inhaled the sour smell of sweat.
"Geez, I should have taken a shower earlier, and changed my clothes" he grumbled again. He rummaged resliting his bag looking for something inside, the small round object he found, he sprayed his perfume on his two armpits to minimize the smell of acid on his body.
five minutes later, Naufal came and patted the back of the girl who had been waiting for her presence.
"Eh, where aj, I think you've sampled first" said Zahira, whose face began to frown as she waited.
"So still a bicycle in the workshop, but already want to leave. You been waiting for him a long time?" ask Naufal.
"Not really," Zahira replied briefly.
Zahira enjoyed the view of the flower garden around him, he did not dare to look to the side where there was a man who made his heart sometimes pounding. Since the incident Sneaking Naufal, the girl is often overwhelmed with shame when remembering her body was once embraced.
Hugged by someone who was now nearby, Zahira's face flushed as the memory returned to her mind.
While Naufal, his gaze was unshakeable, he enjoyed that naturally beautiful face with a flowery feeling. Until he forgets his goal of meeting Zahira.
Zahira who was overwhelmed with anxiety, she ventured her face to the side, her intention wanting to break the silence, but the moment their neutrals met, she reflexively turned her face away and smiled shyly.
Sculpting Zahira's behavior, Naufal became anxious to make him, eager for the man to repeat the incident where the body of the girl next to him was in his arms. However, his mind is still sane, Naufal know a place not to do indecent things in crowded places, where if the afternoon flower garden they stop by will be many people who visit, where if the afternoon flower garden they will visit, just looking at the beautiful scenery at sunset.
"Ira, I'm sorry for what happened back then, I really couldn't control this longing, the more it was held back, the more it hurt" Naufal said. He is very good at sweet talk.
"No papa, just don't repeat it again, if we're alone in a quiet place, I'm afraid our minds will become khilaf. Because the meeting of the two people who are not muhrim, will raise up demons that always disturb the normal human mind to be plunged into the softness of sin," Zahira explained.
'Eh, my words are very wise, ' said Zahira in his heart.
Naufal smiled at the words of the girl near him. The man held his chest as if zahira's words were cooling his hot heart.
"alright, Zahira. Only you can control my common sense, remind me if I forget," Naufal said. The smile did not stop fading from sitting with Zahira. "So, do you love me?" The question made Zahira freeze.
'Crazy, why ask me that. Should have been renewed, sweet-mouthed man.' said Zahira inwardly. The confused girl wanted to answer what, she just played her finger and bit her lower lip.
While Naufal furrowed his eyebrows, he realized that the purpose he met wanted to express his feelings to Zahira, why he even asked Zahira's feelings for him.
"Okay, now gini. Do you want to accept my love? I love you so much, beautiful girl!" Zahira felt increasingly groggy, she could only smile shyly while nodding her head.
His face may have turned maroon so filled he with conditions that make his heart flowery.
Finally, happiness is reflected in the link between the two. Naufal raised his blind e-cigarette and turned the front camera against their faces.
