Arabella Secret's

Old friend

Sera got up from her seat and stretched out her hand to shake hands with Adam as he stood before her and invited the two men to sit down.

“Sera, long time ago we did not meet ya, last time we met at that time you were still koas right.” Adam said looking closely at the woman in front of him. “Over time you don't get prettier,” praise Adam without

pleasantries praised Sera's beauty, whereas she just smiled shyly

hearing the praise from Adam while glancing at Daniel who had not opened

her mouth.

“Daniel, Sera was my underclassman in college,” Adam said as he glanced at Daniel next to him and was followed by a small nod by Daniel. Before long their order came because they had ordered it before and began to eat it.

“When you watch the night,” asks Daniel for the first time to open your voice.

“Night stock,” replied Sera briefly while glancing at Daniel.

Adam stopped his chewing while staring at Daniel and Sera alternately,” I am very happy to join you here,” he said.

“Kakak takes what specialist?”

“I took a neuroscientist, I met Daniel when we were both in college taking specialists but

we majored differently,” he explained again.

“How about you,” asked while looking at Sera seriously.

“I take a child specialist.”

“I was expecting it because from the first I saw you really like children,” kekeh Adam.

They resumed the chatter at lunch but the talkative Daniel looked more silent, raising questions in Sera's heart.

“Do you get sick,” asked Sera when they stayed together because Adam had just left because someone called him.

“No,” replied Daniel briefly looked at Sera. Seeing Daniel's bad mood made Sera no longer interested to ask.

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Natasya stared blankly at the paper in her hand her dizzy head made her lazy to do anything, she resuscitated her body in her swivel chair staring blankly at the ceiling of her room while biting at the pencil in her hand. He sighed softly remembering his time with Mark was one month away, thirty days left for him to pursue his love.

Although Mark's attitude to her is not as old as it used to be but he has not been able to make Mark like it, Natasha grabbed the bag in front of him and then climbed up the stool from her chair and came out

from his room, he looked for his workers to go home faster because they felt unwell.

After saying goodbye Natasya also drove his car slowly to the apartment, then, with a somersault he stepped in and walked into the kitchen to take a glass of water and gulp it down and then he continued his steps back to the room on the second floor, he threw his bag over the couch and went to the bathroom

to remove his makeup then change his clothes after that he also

rising to the bed laid his body increasingly limp.

Mark got to his apartment at nine o'clock at night, he blamed the lights when he saw his apartment was still pitch black but it turned out that the electricity was off so Mark blamed his cell phone flashlight as

in the light, he cursed annoyed because electricity was not usually dead like this, when he climbed the stairs he heard a small stuffing from his room.

“Natasha, has she gone home.” Mark ran up the stairs with a fret because he knew the girl was afraid of the dark, Mark opened the door of his room that was not locked

and the sound of the sobbing gets louder.

“Natasha?” call Mark directs the light from his cell phone around the room and he finds Natasya sitting on the floor embracing her knees and hiding her face

there, Mark ran after her and grabbed Natasha in his arms, his body trembling with restraint

dreaded. Mark tightened his embrace and felt Natasya begin to return his embrace with a sob still coming out of his lips.

“Mark, I'm afraid,” Natasha quietly with a still trembling voice.

“Peace up..I'm already here you'll be fine,” coax Mark gently rubbed Natasha's back and peeked at the top of her head giving Natasya peace, he clasped Natasha's hands cold and soaked with sweat, he held Natasha's hands, his hands were still trembling as it held back the fear.

“I'll blame the room light, wait a minute.” Mark tried to let go of his embrace but

Mark holds Natsya's body and walks to the switch as soon as the room becomes

bright again because the lights in Mark's room will be automatically mistaken if the electricity

dead, he took Natasha to bed and took her there.

“If you're alone in

home do not forget to turn on the lights, although the power off this lamp will automatically turn on,” said Mark remove the remaining tears Natasya still attached

on his face with his fingers.

“Please wait a minute I'll get you a drink for you.” After speaking, Mark left and shortly after

he returned with a glass of water in his hand.

“Minum,” Mark orders while thrusting the glass at Natasha, he immediately scolded it and gulped it down only half, Mark took the glass back and kept it on the nightstand and sat his body on the side of the bed.

“You're better,” asked Mark looking fixed on Natsya's old and pale face, he only answered Mark's question with a small nod.

“You've eaten?” Natasya again shook her head slowly, Mark sighed,” wait a minute I will make food for you but I take a shower first because my body feels sticky.”

After saying that Mark went to the bathroom and Natsya just silently stared at Mark's departure, the fear that was suffering gradually disappeared, and Natsya just stared, Natsya is indeed a phobia of the dark because as a child he was confined in his mother's closet and found her

he had fainted and since then he had been terrified of the dark

fortunately, Mark came faster so he didn't faint.

He sees Mark coming out of the room with a towel wrapped around his waist while rubbing his wet hair with a small white towel exposing his muscles and sixpack, he glances at Natasha who is also staring at him, he continued his steps to walk in closet to change clothes with casual clothes.

“You wait here.” Natasya also asserted he looked at Mark's body that disappeared behind the door of the room, he sewn his head that was still dizzy then lay his body.

Before long Mark returned with a tray in his hand he put the tray

it was on the nightstand, he woke Natasya up.

“Eat,”command Mark when Natasya has occupied his body he nodded his head. Mark sat his body on the chair he had sat in earlier and took the soup

the heat is above the nightstand.

“Open your mouth,” command Mark Sambl thrust a spoon in front of Natasha's mouth to make the woman for a moment silent but finally he opened his mouth to receive the first bribe from Mark, the room was filled with silence only occasionally heard the twang of a spoon. Sometimes the two looked at each other but no one intended to break the silence.

Not to mention Natasya's soup

push the bowl away from him.

“I'm full.”

“But you haven't spent as much as him,” timpal Mark stared at the bowl in his hand.

“But I'm really full Kak.” Natasya answered while reaching out for her drink on the nightstand.

“Good.” Mark packed up the leftovers and went out of the room to the kitchen to wash all the utensils, after which he went to the TV room to check some of his work.

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