12 FORMER

PART. 42 PROPOSE AGAIN

I put the pot on the dining table and went back to the room, intending to get a blanket for Fint, when he was about to envelop, Fint woke up with both eyes staring intently at me.

He pulled my left arm to make me fall in his arms. Both of his hands were tightly coiled around my waist.

“Fint! Lepasin.”

The cup!

A brief kiss landed on my lips. I poked my lips together, looking sideways, as a sign that I didn't want to kiss.

“She's home, why are you still here?”

“I don't have the heart to leave you alone at home.”

Kuhela short breath, “Normally also alone.”

“Uhm, okay. I'll just go home now.”

Clontang!

The sound of things falling outside the house. My head turned towards the window. Shocked, it really makes me shocked and anxious.

I pat her shoulder slowly. “Fint, what the fuck! Take a look,” my door to him with a curious face.

“Let's go,” reply quiet.

“Fint..”

“Nesya, I sleepy,” he said reasoned, even though he was just lazy to get out of his place, and wanted to hug me longer.

“Nesya.”

“Hmm...” mumbled.

Fint smiled faintly, fixing my haircut that fell onto his face.

“Why kiss me?” his voice was soft, as gentle as a blade.

My cheeks frowned at once, too. “No. Who kissed you,” my elak lied. I know I'm not good at lying.

Fint patted his cheek (the former kiss of my lips) with his index finger. I turned my eyes, looked the other way, pretending not to know.

Shocked, my pupils widened as Fint cupped my face with both hands, scooped my lips, sipping them slowly. Fidgeting does not give pause. The kiss on my neck gave me an incredible sensation. I don't know why my body doesn't refuse when his fingers are floating mischievously on my skin.

Tonight, I really felt how much I still wanted Fint. Forgetting for a moment the series of events about Irwansyah, Regan, Kent and Reza, I wanted to wipe their shadows from my memory stash.

I looked at the man who was sleeping next to me. Fint. Maybe with him I can be happy. I peeked at his cheek once more, and at once he lay down to the side, hugging me, letting me sink into the arms of his arms.

For the umpteenth time, Fint proposed to me again when I showed him the news about me on social media, but he didn't force me to accept his proposal like before.

“Nesya, you still doubt me?”

I took a short breath, staring at the face of the man who was always ready to marry me at any time. Tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow he is ready.

“Once, I can't think now.”

He snorted softly, then said, “All is up to you, I will not force you.”

...♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️...

The sun barged in through the gap of the desolate room curtain. His light hit his left eye patch. When he opened his eyes, he could not find the man next to him.

Maybe Fint has gone to work? His mind while exposing the blanket that covers the body without clothing a sheet.

Getting out of bed, he grabbed a T-shirt, and his hotpants were lying under the floor. Put it on, then rush to the bathroom.

Bruk!

“Fint!”

Nesya rubbed her sore forehead. He did not think that Fint was still in his house, just wearing a towel on his body with bare chest.

“Available.”

“I thought I was home.”

A thin smile on his lips, “Ngusir nih story.” Both arms are around my neck, baby.

“Eng... not kok.”

A brief peck landed on my left cheek, reflex making my hand touch the mark of his kiss.

My cheeks are hot. “A-I take a shower first,” said I broke through the defense of his arm, walking straight towards the bathroom.

After the shower, I was surprised by it again. Fint, cooking the kitchen. Today, is he planning to take a holiday? It's a busy Monday.

A faint smile from my lips. I'm grateful, at least Fint accompanied me this morning. For some reason when these two eyes were staring at him, this chest suddenly thumped erratically. A feeling that I had never felt for a long time, it seemed that I was in love with the same man once again.

With a cheerful smile I greet her, “What cooking?”

“Poo for you.”

“Iya know, I mean cook what?”

“Nasi fried love taste.”

I held back a smile, rolled my eyes timidly hearing the words bucin that were thrown from her sweet mouth.

“Auw! Darling..” he said calling me spoiled as soon as my hand pinched his waist was anxious. “Hei! Oi! Stop.”

Both of his hands held both of my wrists, then landed a small kiss on my lips. Not satisfied with just a peck, both hands cupped my jaw and started******my lips were intense. I pat her chest, when my nose smells something.

I pulled my lips, stopped the kiss. “Fint! Fint!” I patted his chest again.

Fint spontaneously widened in shock, immediately turning off the stove. Late, the fried rice was burnt, we both laughed together to see the rice in the frying pan.

"No, scorching. You anyway! Not breakfast."

“Seeing you are full,” he said teasing me.

“Fint, already...” I pushed his chest with both my hands.

Crutches!

The sound of my stomach greeting loudly, I covered my stomach in embarrassment. Of course I'm hungry, I haven't eaten last night.

“Eat outside yuk! What do you want to eat?”

“Uhm, eat rawon your subscription only,” answered me smiling, then wrapped my hand on his arm. “Come, I'm hungry.”

Fint's eyes narrowed when he smiled. “Iya, yes. Come eat.”

I dragged him out of the house. Fint helped me open the door before he came in and sat in the driver's seat.

Arriving at the stall, we ordered two raw rice dishes complete with a meat empal the size of my coin purse. Do not forget the small sprouts and sambal as a complement to the taste.

Hmm, it's been a long time we both don't place a roadside dining stall with a few plastic chairs as a seat.

Fun and fun, eat while enjoying the melodious sound of vehicles and tares and pedestrians.

🔶🔸🔸🔸🥰

Glad not to be invited by a girlfriend to eat at a roadside stall?