
[Ra, when can I eat with me? I have something to talk about.]
Zahira awoke from her sleep, hearing the sound of a message from the hape she placed beside the bed.
His consciousness had not fully returned, but with all his might he fought back to see who had sent the message.
Looking at the clock perched on the wall, it turns out that his little needle is in the number three with a large needle in the number twelve, Zahira thought to what Naufal at this hour sent a direct message to meet him, the girl then wrote a reply
[Tomorrow afternoon, it just so happened that I was on leave from the resto, but that's if there's no call from there.] Message sent and success. Because they are awake. Zahira went to the bathroom to refresh her face, but before she left, her second message came.
The beautiful girl's smile was engraved, before long, the sound of the third time made the girl lift the flat object that she had been holding for her to stick in the ear.
"Hello, you're so horrible, you said you didn't sleep all night thinking about me. Can't sleep think of me, can't you sleep because you play games?" zahira asked Naufal who was there, he still did not believe Naufal's nonsense speech.
" ... "
"haha, your language makes me sick to my stomach. Why ask me, I'm a jomlowati." Zahira laughed at Naufal's words.
"..."
"No, not very romantic. Shoot over the phone, it's not easy ...."
Tut's clamps!
Not done yet, Naufal has turned off his phone. Finally Zahira decided to start her delayed plan, go to the bathroom to refresh herself and get ready for the morning prayer whose time had not yet come.
About thirty minutes later, Zahira opened the window. The cold as the wind rubbed the white delicate skin, her hair swayed like she was tickling her neck, her eyes closed feeling the pleasure of nature that made her heart calm.
The girl inhaled fresh air and exhaled it slowly. Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps as if someone was approaching him. He looked around outside the window there were no lights, For some reason, the hair began to bristle.
Zahira quickly closed the window. The sound of the knocking of the window shocked him with wide eyes. His heart began to be curious, he stepped closer to the origin of the voice.
Brakk!! Roughly, Zahira opened the window door and her body immediately retreated backwards, fearing that the criminal would attack. Like the flim axion scene he had imagined.
"Byhoo ... Why are you here?" he said to a man who was behind the window. The man then jumped in with a hug and smothered the mouth of Zahira who was panicking because of his arrival.
"Sssstt, don't be noisy. I miss you." The shrill voice of the man who hugged him made the body of Zahira who had been rebelling become calm.
Slowly the hand began to open. The girl stood up. His face turned pale and his hands were cold. His heart pounded violently as he felt his body being embraced by the man he liked.
"I can't wait until later in the afternoon, the turmoil of my longing feels burning when this body can't embrace the fragrant flowers make my heart crave" said Naufal lirih, the smell of the man's breath seemed to tickle the ears of the girl who was hypnotized with her sweet words.
"Ke-to-why can you be here?" asked Zahira whose voice stuttered so tensely hugged a man.
"Zahira Azzahir, I'm the kind of guy who can't waste time, I've loved you a long time. So let me express my feelings without stalling." Naufal's voice remained soft, Zahira became unable to bear it.
"Okay, but can you let go of this hug first, I'm worried" Zahira pleaded. While Naufal smiled smrik saw the behavior of Zahira stiff when in his arms.
"After this, you'll get used to my beybih touch" Naufal said in a seductive voice as he let go of his embrace.
"Zahira .. are you not awake yet! Open the door, son, let's pray." Zahira's father's voice rang out loud outside the street room, making the two people inside the room panic. Zahira hurriedly pushed Naufal's tall body out through the window, but the man held back the weight of his body that did not want to move from the girl's side.
"Yes father ... I woke up" said zahira loudly, to his father who was behind the door, while still pushing the tall body in front of him. "Let's go home soon, I'll die if I'm caught bringing a man in the room." Zahira panicked even more because Naufal remained unmoved even though the girl was pushing him with all her might.
"Well I'm out, but can I hug you one more time?" naufal's Hastel, naufal,
Zahira was increasingly frustrated, the emotions of the beautiful girl rose to the crown, she did not understand the behavior of Naufal who was getting flirtatious. Finally forced the girl threatened Naufal to stay out of his room with reason Zahira would hate him if his wishes were not obeyed. With a heavy heart the man had to follow Zahira's words even though in his heart he wanted to get a hug a second time.
"Don't forget we'll see you later this afternoon." Naufal chose to rub Zahira's soft hair. And stepped away from zahira's room.