About Qiandra
Still about Birthday
Know it? I tried but ended up in vain, because in reality my canoe is difficult to paddle if not with you. (yuliashafira14)
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A moment of longing for relief, the worry that sowed fear now vanished as the shadow of Qiandra came to reality. The lingering worry still set aside the scent, but really it did not give tolerance to Gibran even when the girl was reached by the eye crackers.
The sound of his voice had faltered and the pounding also gasped, was the man's heart too old?! Why could it be like that when Qiandra was not by his side.
“So tell me, where have you been all day?” gibran ulik with a still-tape hug.
“Can you release your embrace first?” bargain with lip smacking, this is already a few minutes past. But there was no sign that his embrace would end, was he really that pampered? Thought Qiandra.
The cry of night invites cold, disturbing Gibran's body with its temperature. Hoping, this embrace is not only an antidote to longing but also able to forcefully repel the low temperature that dances on the surface of the skin to get away.
“No! I want to talk like this. My hug is a punishment for you for making me and the others worried,” Gibran replied.
But baby, that sounds like an excuse. Huft, Qiandra must do something to make this man's warm embrace come off. Not that he did not want to linger in the arms of Gibran's love which he said was a punishment, just that the will of the man would make them difficult when talking, right? Thought Qiandra.
“I promise not to go anywhere, hmm.” Instead of complying, Gibran even more cool with his wishes. Suddenly an idea came to the girl's mind, she knew a certain point that would make this man uncomfortable. He can tease her with it to let her hug slip, Qiandra hoped.
Without thinking the girl in the arms tiptoed to achieve something, Gibran was able to feel it and immediately gave a warning.
“Don't do anything weird if you can't bear the impact Qiandra” threatened the man.
But darling, besides being beautiful it turns out that Qiandra is also so agile. Anxiety that had squeezed him, had made the girl drift away in insanity.
“Can you let go of your embrace?” qiandra whispered without regard to the man's words, Gibran who felt a sigh in his ear immediately pushed Qiandra's body slowly to collide with the dining table. He really brushes!
“A-pa are you doing?” he asked nervously, their embrace had indeed been released. But the scene of Gibran's crush made Qiandra misbehave him, he was between the man's left and right hands. His deep gaze made this girl like she was diving while fighting, really intoxicating.
“I told you, don't do anything strange if you can't bear the impact, right? You're really stubborn.” Oh, my God, is he threatened? Qiandra was really nervous and regretted her stupidity. The man did not even give the slightest chance and loophole at this moment!
“Sorry, I just want to make your hug come off by teasing things that make you uncomfortable.” Now that Qiandra dared to return Gibran's gaze, her timid binar even made it difficult for the man to control himself.
Instead of pity, Gibran even more brushed aside the distance between them. Kibaran was so violent to interrupt and infiltrate his feelings. Can he offer peace to the man? Come on, Qiandra's never been this close before.
“You know why I'm uncomfortable with your whispers?” asked with a different twinkle, Qiandra who heard immediately shook her head.
“I'm not comfortable because it's my weakness Qia.” That girl's wide-eyed, stupid! Aspersion. He certainly understood the meaning of Gibran's statement.
Gibran leaned his head toward Qiandra, and the girl tried to push his chest gently with both hands, hoping that the movement would make room for the wind to pass through their bodies. He's really hot!
Qiandra was confused, should she close her eyes and enjoy it or strengthen the joints in the body to resist? Ahh I don't know.
Cup
The kiss landed, the soft and cold object managed to touch parts of his body to channel warmth. But there was something strange, Qiandra immediately opened her beautiful net when she felt awkward when the object landed in the usual place. His forehead!
“Do you want a kiss somewhere else?” Gibran who had been holding back a smile since earlier was now looking at Qiandra with a hint of teasing, look at her girl face! How adorable.
“No!” the girl who was struck by mixed feelings instantly averted her eyes. Embarrassing, what did he expect with that kiss? Substantial.
Gibran's two free hands immediately cupped the face of his girl who was either sulking or embarrassed to look at, the man had to bring Qiandra's gaze back to him. She did not want the girl to look elsewhere, especially if she was with him.
Her girl's face was flushed red like there was a trace of twilight there, she stroked it gently. Maybe Gibran thought, if the color just hangs on the cheeks Qiandra. After doing the futile thing, Gibran turned to pull over the mane that was interfering with his vision on the girl to the back of the ear.
“I want Qia, but sane enough to hold it.” Gibran's eyes stared gently at Qiandra, and his thumb turned to touch the girl's red lips. Of course this movement froze the air around them, and accompanied by the entry of grenades in the bottom of the two lovebirds.
“I'm not a good man, I even refrained from tucking these lips and doing far away things. But, I have promised myself to take care of you. You're too precious to channel the pleasure that lasts just a few minutes it's Qiandra,”.
Gibran's hand was stretched out again to touch the hand of Qiandra who was still lodged in his chest. He kissed, and did the same to the girl's forehead. Pretty long and mmm soft!
“I love you!”
Qiandra warmed up, this man really moved her. Without orders he immediately took the initiative to hug for Gibran, just a hug. This man not only presents love but also so responsibility, is he trying to imitate the ocean? Well the sea that does not budge even by shouldering the multitude of sailors on it.
“Thank you,” replied Qiandra with eyes covered in clear water.
“Actually, I've been in the apartment all day. We planned all this for you. Even your men have threatened Darel to obey, I want to cook something by asking Aarav for help. But, he could not help because he was still in Makassar. So my surprise is just like this,” he said at length while still hugging Gibran.
“Aarav?”
“Let go of your embrace first. I want to hear it by looking at your face,” pinta Gibran. This time it was him who wanted their embrace to come off, you weirdo.
“Not that you want to hear it when you hug me?” tanyanya.
“Iya, before you mention another man's name.”
Every couple is dwarfed to stem jealousy, showing off its waves in every fold. Even the pace is difficult to queue when you want to get patience, swinging and falling like a curtain between love and earnestness.
