About the Heart
Impact on My Heart
After breakfast, we agreed to go home. Maya and I hitchhiked in Mr. Aryan's car. At first Dion kekeh want to nganterin but I assure you better I need them to be efficient. Later in the afternoon, he will also invite me to make a gift for the wedding of Tria and Rio. Fortunately our house was unidirectional even though my house was the farthest away. So I'm not really the one who took Mr. Aryan, but he's the one who took me.
"We anterin Maya first, yes! It just so happens that I also want to meet someone around your house" Mr. Aryan explained.
"As for you, the important thing is that I am not kidnapped" I replied.
"Emang I lack work until I have to kidnap you," he said.
"Rosa don't get combed, yes sir, if I'm down," Maya recalled with a smirk.
"I'm not gombalin but I shoot," continued Mr. Aryan who I do not take a headache.
I'm not so focused on their conversation because I have to answer WA Dion who came in a row. I think I got into Dion's trap, he kept sending me messages to keep me from focusing on Mr. Aryan. She must have regretted letting me go home with the man who once made her jealous. Continuously focusing on HP, making me sleepy. Repeatedly yawned until I didn't realize I was sleeping in his car for a long time.
*****
Mr. Aryan PoV
Maya's down, now you and me in the car. Just wanted to ask you to move next to me but it turns out you were asleep. I looked at your innocent sleeping face. It is a face that makes me peaceful. I drove my car at a moderate speed so you could sleep longer. And I can enjoy this beautiful view.
Sometimes I steal your face from the reflection of the middle spy. It looks so funny and adorable. I don't know why my eyes don't want me to take it away from your beautiful, seductive lips.
The chat that was talking about touch in that section, probably made me curious. How can your fiancee, can bear not to adventure in it. While I was so tempted to dive into the sweetness of the touch on your little lips.
Ish ... so dirty my mind.
Why is this girl tearing my feelings apart?
Aryan .. remember!
She's already his fiancee another man, your own friend.
No. .. You cannot take it!
Why didn't he wake up?
I exhale violently. Be careful I point my HP camera at your face.
Czechoslovakia!
Perfect ... Your pillow face looks perfect in my eyes! Is that how love plays? Ah ... ludicrous beautiful.
Is beautiful?
It's a little beautiful because it can still see you smiling and laughing happily. But that beauty faded, when I realized I was too late to find you to love me.
More ....
I saw your picture in my gallery. "You're teasing, teasing me, it's not stopping."
*****
Dion PoV's
After forty-five minutes of driving, I finally arrived at your house. Mama was flushing flowers when my car entered the courtyard. He greeted me with his smile. So gentle, it reminded me of the smile my mother had always missed.
Mama said, ever since you came home from my apartment you went straight to sleep. Build prayer zuhur and then continue the dream that you had stopped temporarily.
"Mama wake up, huh? Your fiancee if you have a nap can forget the time," said Mama.
Not perfect yet Mama stood up from her seat, suddenly the bell at the gate rang. "When you open the door, you wake up, the door is not locked, really," Mama let me meet you in your room.
"Well, Ma," I said yes.
Immediately I entered the house and headed to your room on the second floor. I slowly turned the handle and the door opened. Step inside and sit on the edge of the bed. I saw your face so calm that I couldn't turn to not look at you. Momentarily you squirm and move to a sleeping position.
"I'm a normal guy, honey. There's no way I'm not tempted to see your body's dandy. But that doesn't mean I'll satisfy you now. All the right times, baby!" a gentle sweep on your forehead I give you from the touch of my lips.
"Wake up, honey, so go no?" slowly I woke you up.
Move for a while and then fall asleep again. Patiently, I woke up again. And so many times. Until I let you fall asleep again enjoying a dream that may be beautiful. Once again I kiss your forehead and I leave you with your sleeping flowers.
"Rosa's awake, isn't she?" ask Mama after I get back to the terrace.
I carved my smile. "Looks like he's still sleepy, Ma."
"Based on the child, rarely take a nap, after a nap even difficult to wake up," explained Mama.
"Let it go, Ma, Dion wait until Rosa wakes up" I explained.
*****
The clock has shown at 14:30 when I have managed to collect my whole life. Too long closing my eyes makes me more lazy to immediately get out of bed. But if I do not force it, this laziness can breed, and give birth to grandchildren. I finally got my feet out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to wash my face.
After the body felt fresher, I went out to get some drinking water. Hours of sleep friends AC should be immediately balanced with a lot of drinking water so as not to dehydrate.
"Dion's been waiting up ahead, meet there!" mom's orders.
"It's not like you've already agreed to buy gifts for Tria's wedding" Mama reminded.
"Oh yes, Rosa forgot, Ma," I said, patting the eel.
Why don't you remember, anyway. What time is it, then? Rosa ... Rosa ...!
"Old old?" I said a little after I got to the porch.
Dion watched me from head to toe. "Other times, if there are guests, change clothes first. Your pants are too short for you to wear outside the room," said Dion, releasing his shirt that was worn as the outside of his plain shirt.
Why my clothes? Hmmm .. I change my attention to myself. I forgot to just wear an oversize plain white shirt and a hotpant. The shirt was worn to cover my upper legs.
"He-he-he .. sorry I forgot," I said with a grin.
"So go, don't you?" tanyanya.
"So dong, but I'm still confused about what to buy?" confatku.
"Love our picture, framed for the love of words, do you like to write, dear. In addition, you can add something couple." suggested Dion.
Come to think of it!
Good idea!
Unique and certainly memorable. Something I like, different!
"Yes, let's find the card" I asked excitedly.
"Did you take a shower?" syndicate Dion.
I smiled, struck by his words that were right on target. "I took a shower I mean."
*****
"Di, what, didn't tell me that I was riding a motorcycle?" I asked after I couldn't find Dion's car parked in the yard.
"Why? Don't want to?" Dion asked back.
"It's not that, fortunately I wear pants, if you wear a dress will bother," I said.
Dion put a helmet on my head. " When do you wear the same street-time game as me? You're a tomboy, wear a skirt if you want to go to the office."
I smiled feeling slapped with Dion's statement. "Come, go!"
Why am I so excited? Maybe because I haven't been riding a motorcycle with my boyfriend in a long time. The last time I remember, I cried with the man, enjoying the cold because the rain hit the body. Mr Rud! Why take him again, anyway? Forget that!
I'm putting my chin on Dion's left shoulder. "Tumben, take the bike?"
"Romantic wild, like Dilan and Milea," she said.
Dilan and Milea, again? Like Mas Rud, Dilan and Milea. Ah, again!
"Dilan mah lost his romantic life to Abang," I cried a hug in his stomach.
"Ang? Am I Ismed's brother? Nice guy like this, call me Mas!" his orders.
"My lips close with his helmet-covered ear. "Later this same barter, point me at his lips."
"Ish .. Now you count," he exclaimed. "Later malem, huh?" yell again.
"What?" askaku spirit.
"Sleep, we're bartering in dreams, aja," Dion put on a smile.
*****
Arriving at the Mall, we headed straight to the fifth floor where there was a special store that sold everything that smelled of couple. Many pulled my eyes to look at it until I was confused to choose which one.
"Have an idea, don't you, Di?" ask me when I was at the top of the chaos.
Dion looked around and stopped in front of the hanging white towel. Knit a unique sentence there "Ceramas, the new bride's breakfast menu". " Well, what about this? Let them take a shower."
My forehead creased as my brain caught up to find the direction of the conversation. "What connection?"
A smile he showed. "Ah, apparently my fiance is still innocent."
I pinched his left arm. "What?"
"The towel is for use after bathing, let it be clean, it's part of the faith" Dion explained in detail as the Kindergarten teacher explained to his students.
"I'm sure it's not that, hayo dong, what?" I kept whining spoiled.
"What?" Dion tried to tease me while walking backwards avoiding my tickle on his waist. Suddenly ...
"Bruk up!
