12 FORMER

PART 18 WE ARE YUK!

“Fint...” My eyes spontaneously glared fiercely at him.

Fint returned a slanted smile while peeling at the back of my hand. “Don't forget the phone.”

“Here home,” expel me glaring fierce eyes.

“Iya, home, home.” Removing her hand from my hand, waving a goodbye hand at Firda. “Fi, go home first.”

“Iya, handsome brother,” answered kenes.

Want to feel I pinched the tip of his thin lips that flirtatious abis. “Fint anyway, already handsome, rich again, try to be Fifi's girlfriend,” said Firda flirty often finished meeting face to face with Fint. Taulah Firda, from the beginning of his own excitement when he saw Fint, I was not sure why it could be so.

Fint Willyor, Soloing (Solo-English). His father was an English Caucasian, his mother a native of Klaten, Solo. At first, I met him at college.

A quiet afternoon, next to the Accounting faculty building.

Plaque!

A hard slap struck the right cheek, leaving a temporary engraved five-finger red mark. Another blow almost hit my face when a grip held Regan's hand from behind.

“You what are you?” regan snapped furiously at the young man who had come just now.

“Reg, he's your girlfriend, not your enemy,” he said eloquently and politely.

“Mean her my boyfriend so—”

“—so, can you hit as you please,” he said fiercely, defending.

Regan ruffled waist, put on the look of a proud ass. “Not your business. She's my girlfriend.”

“We have broken up and do not need to see you again,” my screams are angry and scared. Move away from that place as quickly as possible. Not yet able to step up, Regan had already pulled my arm roughly.

“Reg, pelein,” my groan revolted, trying to pull over the handle that squeezed firmly my hand, instantly my blood flow felt temporarily stopped in the arm.

“Reg, stop!” the young man was angry.

Grab!

Regan moved quickly, pulling the young man's collar rough. “No need to interfere.”

The two of them looked at each other in silence, glaring at the eyes of the two like 2 hungry wolves fighting over each other.

Buk up!

A punch floated right in Regan's stomach, making her moan in pain. Next, the young man pulled my wrist quickly, taking me running away from Regan's grip.

My breath was breathless, I could not follow the footsteps of his feet.

“Stop, stop. Tired,” my whine stopped a step suddenly. Bend forward with both hands resting on the knees. Set a breath that is almost a piece. “Who are you?” I was curious about her figure who suddenly appeared and took me away.

He scratched his head that was not itchy, ruffled his waist while adjusting his breath. “I Fint. Schoolmate Regan. You?”

Hearing the word “ friends sekampus” makes me even more upset. At least he's as much of a jerk as Regan, my inner self in heart.

“Former Regan,” tukasku ketus. “But the way, thanks for meddling in my affairs,” my tone sounds unfriendly. Without saying goodbye I turned around, left.

At once he pulled my wrist. “Wait! How angry! I helped you.”

“Terus,” I said jutek.

“Tractate eating dong! I'm hungry.”

I threw a look elsewhere. Snorting annoyed as he said, “Hunger for the story. Don't you be the same as Regan.”

“Do not misunderstand, non. I just happened to pass by and did not understand your problem,” obviously looked at me seriously. “Sorry, if I disturb.” There was a disappointed tone from the way he spoke, then he stepped away leaving me alone.

Don't know why? I feel guilty. Helped even not to know thanks. I ran around chasing a sad looking back, pulling his arm and saying, “Eat, yuk!” a smile from my lips.

He replied to me by showing a row of white teeth between smiles.

One morning in the rooftop yard of one of the villas belonging to the Fint family, after a night of exciting barbecue parties welcomed the turn of the year.

I remember the day and the hour. Sunday, 6am. The cold morning air pierced the skin, slightly making my nose freeze. Brothers and some friends who participated are still asleep in their respective rooms, reluctant to wake up.

Fint slipped a beach scabbard on my back. Wait up! He hugged me from behind, wrapped both arms around my waist.

“Not cold?” ask Fint briefly.

I shook my head slowly, a little clumsy to find Fint's attitude suddenly intimate, even though he was usually like that to me sometimes, but this time it was another. Sure enough, he landed a kiss in my hair.

“Sya.”

My body stood. “Hmm,” I replied muttering. I can feel her breath tickling my earlobe.

“I, like someone.”

Like being hit by a bohorok wind, my heart feels unsteady direction. My chest suddenly hurt like it was pierced. After almost a year of friends, only now Fint says he likes other girls. It was sad to hear him say just now.

“You're not angry?”

I shook my head, unhurriedly answered, still thinking for a moment until Fint turned my back on him. My head was bowed in a deep unable to look into his eyes directly

“Sya, why?” tanya Fint aligned her eyes with mine.

“Neg. No what. Me, I went to the room first,” my saying in a hurry to run away from this place immediately.

I was actually waiting for him to intercept, pull my arm and give me a hug, because now the creeks are slowly pooling in my eyes.

“Sya, wait!” his throat was restrained, pulling my right arm to hit his chest. In that instant Fint held me in his arms, just as I imagined.

“Fint, release. Tight,” my ero refused raw.

He took off a hug, but didn't hold hands on either of my arms. Our two eyes were looking at each other.

The cup!

I was surprised, a brief kiss landed right on my lips.“Fint!” my jerk to him is angry.

“What?”

A smile rang from his lips while scratching his eyebrows (a sign of embarrassment). Yeah, I know him for almost a week and I know that.

I smacked his chest, “You intentionally, yes?” my rogue.

Sure enough, Fint chuckled with a tearful look in front of him, my face was like a little girl who had lost a toy. His fingers rubbed my tears gently, hugging me again into his arms tighter. I let myself drift for longer in his warm embrace, fully inhaling the fragrant citrus scent of his body.

“Why cry?”

I buried my face deeper, shook my head without answering Fint. He cupped my face with both hands, his eyeballs looking at me seriously.

“From now on, I'm your girlfriend and friend.”

“No,” I replied ketus.

Fint was wide-eyed to hear my opposite statement, and let go of hugs, frowning, confused.

“You mean? You don't want us to be?” he said he really couldn't believe it. “I'm so confused.”

My laughter exploded seeing his face look very funny. Both of his eyebrows furrowed with confused eyes, misguided.

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