About the Heart

You are Teasing Me

"Hi, Mas, how's the bachelor party?" sapa Maya once found her future husband was watching television.

"Russy," Mas Rendra replied casually.

Hearing the word riot, the shadow that crossed must be the condition of the room that was messy, full of garbage and residents who were still asleep without rules. But there is even the aroma of fried rice that smells from the kitchen. I followed the GPS that disturbed my sense of smell. I saw Dion standing in front of the stove with a spatula in his hand.

I looped my two arms around her belly, "I love you, baby."

Dion turned his head and developed the corners of his lips to form the smile that I had always longed for. "You're gonna bribe me? say baby let's get this fried rice."

"Of course" I said, letting go of a hug and kissing her right cheek.

"Go take a shower, sana! A change of clothes is in my closet, on the hanger," he ordered.

"In a moment, yes, I still want to see you cook," I reasoned.

The pinch on my nose came back early this morning. "So virgin don't be a slob!"

I raised my eyebrows to tease her. "I'm a slob, you're a bucin. What if I'm not a slob?"

"You haven't had a bath in a week, I'm also love's, '" she wrote.

I squinted my eyes. Her appeal was both sweet and sweet. Am I that bad? A week without a shower? Ah, where there is so.

"But before a week I'll bathe you" he said.

Checkmate!

Melted my heart again. Ah ... basic creatures. Digombalin tofu is not immune, it is always girang too.

"Sir Aryan's home, sweetie?" I asked because I hadn't seen him before.

"I'm here" replied Mr. Aryan who had just set foot in the kitchen.

I looked towards him. Apparently, he just finished his shower. Seen from his wet hair as well as his face that is fresh. The work shirt that he wore last night has also been changed with short shirts and jeans that are both black. Make her look younger than usual who is always dressed formally.

"You guys, early in the morning it's so friendly, make the soul jombloku wriggling," he said then chose to sit in a chair near us.

"Makanya move on dong, dear Father," I chanted.

"Where to move on, if you are friendly that, I would also want to," he said without hesitation even though there is Dion in front of him.

I noticed the face of my lover who also heard Mr. Aryan's speech. It seems he is holding back his jealousy. Eh... not jealousy but anger because Mr. Aryan really teased me in front of him without hesitation. But he remained focused on the fried rice that he was going back and forth with his spatula.

I touched my lips back on Dion's right cheek. "This is the motivation to let you quickly find a girlfriend." One pat of two dead mosquitoes at a time. A kiss to dampen Dion's anger at once to wake Mr. Aryan up to immediately destroy his feelings for me.

Dion was surprised at what I was doing. A smile rose from his lips, indicating that he had won my heart this morning. Meanwhile, I can find a sense of bitterness from the heart of Mr. Aryan. He turned his face away from me for a moment. A few seconds later, he looked at us with his smile.

He's good at setting his heart, great actor!

"Darling, help me get a plate for plating" said Dion.

I deftly prepared five plates on the table in front of Mr. Aryan. Dion began to divide his cooking into five dishes. I helped him make garrisons, cucumber and tomato pieces.

Suddenly Dion threw one chili towards Pak Aryan. "Don't look at my woman like that."

Mr. Aryan looked excited, not expecting if Dion caught her wet looking at me. I shook my head watching the behavior of the two men in front of me.

"Want breakfast here or in front of the tv?" I try to divert their tension.

"Ask the bride, aja," Dion advised.

I went to meet Maya who was both in the living room. "You have desecrated my holy eyes" I said after discovering they were bribing me. "Your highness, would you like to have breakfast here or at the dinner table?" tanyaku later.

"Bring here, aja," replied Mas Rendra.

"Hu uh," said Maya with her mouth full of quaci.

My steps stopped after two steps left them. "Pending your intimacy first, there is a single whose soul is struggling."

Without waiting for their reaction, I again set foot leaving the living room and returned to the kitchen. Dion and Mr. Aryan engaged in a casual chat. Sometimes smiles can be seen from their faces alternating.

"Come, take it to the living room" I ordered the two of them.

"You, don't take a shower, honey?" dion asked looking at me.

"Feed first, will you?" spoiled whinekku.

"Go take a shower, I'll take a shower, too. Or do I want to take a shower?" dion's successful words kept me from teasing.

After finishing breakfast in the living room, Dion did not sit on the sofa. " You guys have breakfast, aja, first. I'm gonna take a shower first" cried Dion.

Dion then grabbed me, "Come on!"

"Still in the morning, woy ...! Shower immediately! Don't say anything, just take a shower."

"Thank you my cousin has been reminded to say something" Dion replied with a smile.

I throw a smile at his joke. Sok-sokan pretended to be a pervert even though the brakes are still discs. My rough breathing made him notice me more deeply.

He brought his lips closer to mine. "Do you really want to feel this?"

My heart was like a marathon. Dag dig dug is not careless. Why can he read my mind? Ah wrong ... not having managed to read my mind but being able to find out about my conversation with Maya last night.

"Go take a shower first" he said, shaking the top of my head.

"That's it?" my telisik.

Dion looked at me deeply, "Therefore we continue ...."

Oh, I'm blushing.

He pinched my nose, "Breakfast, your mind will not pervert later I ruqyah."

Huh .. he who throws a hook but once the bait is stuck even jerked, loose deh, ambyar.

With a step I go to his room to take a shower. Melting wishful thinking that has soared but thrown away just like that.

The huft!

It didn't take long, I ended my bathing ritual. I'm looking for a change of clothes that Dion means, but it's already prepared in bed. I can guess who did it. Who else if not my sweet fiancee.

Wh-tok-tok!

"Honey, if you want to go out get me all my watches on the nightstand, yes," Pinta Dion from outside the room.

My gaze turned to the nightstand and managed to find what Dion wanted, "Yes."

After tying my hair, I immediately grabbed Dion's watch and immediately met him.

"Come," asked me after arriving at the living room sofa where he was waiting for me while watching television.

Suddenly Dion stood right in front of me and pulled my nape.

Deg-deg-deg!

My heart was racing back irregularly.

Shit! Why is it beating like this? Don't believe Rosa, she must have just teased you, this time! Get your face off of her!

"Related, will you now?" Dion drew his lips closer and cut the distance to mine.

It feels like it has drifted unachievable. Did ya? Will I really get it this morning?

"Let's be legitimate, first!" he said it destroyed my wild fantasies.

A pinch on the nose he gave back. Immediately I pat her and leave her with a coed heart. Again he teased me. I'm ashamed!

*****

"Where's Dion?" ask Mas Rendra as soon as I get to Mas Rendra's apartment.

"Later to come, too," I replied with an unflattering expression as usual.

"What's wrong with you, Sa? That frown is getting prettier, you know," Mr. Aryan also spoke.

"Aryan, don't go on a date. Dion showed up beaten, you!" remember Mas Rendra.

"As much as I am, make a bad heart," I grumbled.

"Refused again?" Maya to the point seems to know the root of my problem.

"Tau, ah," I pretended to focus on watching television.

"What, anyway?" Mas Rendra started kepo.

Maya pointed at his lips. Mas Rendra needed time to digest the cues from Maya. Mr. Aryan also frowned at the sign of thinking. Suddenly a snaking laugh from Mas Rendra's lips, "God Rosa, poor is your fate, son!"

"What?" Mr. Aryan wants to know too.

"Candy kiss," Mas Rendra's password to Mr. Aryan.

"Oh .. Here I'm your fiance's deputy, that!" Mr. Aryan turned towards me who was right on his left.

"What vice?" suddenly Dion sat in my middle and Mr. Aryan.

Dion kissed my forehead and put his lips to my ear. "If you spend it now, there will be no more special, dear." Again he kissed my forehead and then stroked my long hair.

I brushed off his touch and then stood up. "I'm not happy because of that but because you keep teasing me."

He grabbed my finger as I started to step. My steps were restrained, I stopped and turned my body. "What else?"

"I'm sorry, honey, I don't want to tease you. I just want to take care of you" he said softly.

He kissed my forehead again and immediately guided her into his arms. Happened again, my anger could not last long. My heart was broken by her tenderness.