
Kent, help me get off the stairs. Holding my waist care.
When our eyes met he said as he touched my forehead slowly, “Stupid. Make a hanger aja.”
Both of my hands without needing permission from her, hugged her tightly. “Kent, i_”
The cup!
Suddenly he kissed me and hugged me. “Do not do it again, I can die anxious.”
“You... dear not the same..” My gaze is down staring at the stomach.
Kent smiled, his eyes glazed. “Of course. I may not love.”
“But, why. You..”
“Sorry, I. I'm just confused.”
“Bingung. Confused why?” My hands rubbed shoulders, suddenly feeling cold. Maybe Kent noticed my movements when he suddenly took off his jacket, pinned it to my body.
“I'll drive home.”
“Nmobile. I want it here.”
He looked at me while scratching next to his eyebrows, “Come in.” Led me into the house.
I put some warm honey on the table and sat down next to me. His face looked tired, visible from the wrinkle of his forehead that appeared in a thin line. Kent was silent not starting to talk, not even looking at me as usual. He looks indifferent.
“Kent, I want to drop it.”
Obviously he spontaneously looked at me with both of his eyeballs twinkling wide while saying, “What did you say?”
My eyes full instantly, this heart hurts to say a word I never should have said.
Forgive Mama dear, Mama did not mean, I said it in my heart, poignant.
“Nese. You're kidding.”
“I... I don't know what to do?”
My crying spilled out instantly.
That moment he hugged me too. “Don't say it again. I don't wanna hear. Let me talk to Fint.”
My tears sobbed in the warm deck of his body, Kent peeked at my forehead and said, “It's late, I drive home.”
“Sya..” her eyeballs look at me alternately.
I looked back at him, while scowling. Next he smiled looking at my childish expression.
“You've eaten?” ask Kent gently.
“But.” Though I just ate earlier, Mama cooked stir-fry and grilled chicken. Hehehe, sorry my stomach is still hungry.
Kent gave a short snort while rubbing his face. “Wait here. I make food,” he said kalem.
I nodded in agreement. I turned my attention to the TV, the next minute both my eyelids were overcame by a heavy burden. Really sleepy.
Next morning. I found myself asleep in bed. The foreign! By himself! Where'sme?
I try to restore forgotten memories. Oh yeah, this is Kent's house. My sight's circulating. Where's she?
Get out of bed, walk shabbily with disheveled hair downstairs. Just in the middle of the stairs, I sneered I heard Fint's voice somewhere. Is that Fint? I hesitated to get my feet down, one by one the stairs.
At first glance, Fint's back looks from behind. He wears a black shirt. I immediately went back to the room. Of course, I can't be caught here. I ran to the bathroom, right next to my used bedroom last night.
Looking at the reflection in the mirror. I'm a complete mess. Brush my teeth and wipe my face. Not enough with that, I headed for the room, took some of Kent's clothes and took a shower.
Put the button of the last shirt. I just finished taking a shower.
“Nesya, let's eat,” he said calling me. He looked at me unblinkingly, approaching. “Your face is too vulgar, on purpose yes,” whispered in my ear.
“Neg. Whoa_” hasn't finished talking, Kent smothers me with a short kiss.
“Don't do this in front of Fint. I don't like it,” whispered it in my ear. He kissed me longer, then stopped in the middle. “Do not go down first, Fint is under.”
I nodded slowly, pretending not to know. I knew Fint was in the kitchen. Key comes out of the room, meets Fint. Not long after, there was the sound of a car coming out of the yard. Kent brought back a pair of clothes, as well as my bag.
“Kent, this is it,” I said in disbelief.
He smiled, bowed. “Lapse climbing just now.”
I laughed chuckling. “Don't meet the big lady?"
"Fortunately no," he answered with a big smile.
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