Arrived - Arrived Matchmade

Arrived - Arrived Matchmade
Could be Hugging



That afternoon a lot of vehicles passed by, overtaking on the streets. Time to get home from work is indeed a long-awaited time for them to get home soon. Rest the body is quite tired after a day of work to meet daily needs.


Different from this couple. The man was so relaxed riding his motorcycle as if he was enjoying a moment he had never felt.


"Sister, is my motorcycle done?" Zahira asked in a slightly loud voice. Still at a safe distance.


"Yet, maybe tomorrow can be taken." Adam replied rather loudly as well, turning to the side for a moment.


But suddenly Adam braked suddenly because he did not know if there was a hole in front of him made Zahira cringed forward to hug the handsome man's body, Zahira was made shocked.


"Oh." Zahira complained unconsciously that both her hands were hugging Adam's waist.


Adam who was hugged by Zahira, his body immediately stiffened. Don't know what to do because it's the first time she's been touched by a woman. Zahira herself has not realized if she is still faithfully embracing the athletic body.


"Eh, I-sorry, brother. It was a shock because I suddenly ngerem." Zahira said fearfully then let go of her embrace and returned to normal sitting.


Adam did not reply to Zahira's words, after the girl took off a hug on his body. Adam started to run his bike again.


"Well, is he angry yeah, you son of a bitch Zahira.it could have gotten into his body." Rutuk Zahira in heart.


When they reached their village, many pairs of eyes saw Adam and Zahira shaking hands. Because only this time they see the closeness between Adam and Zahira is so striking.


"Eh, those mothers weren't Adam and Zahira?" Ask one of the mothers to his next-door friend. They gathered in one of the houses accompanying their children to play.


"Yes. It was Adam and Zahira!" Exciting mothers who wear negligent maroon.


"May they be dating?" Ask the fat mom.


"Maybe, but if they're dating. They're good." Say to mothers who wear instant veils.


"Very compatible even, one beautiful and the other handsome. Yes, I pray that they will not be dating for long, considering the age of Zahira already deserves to have children. Really are mothers!" Excited mothers who wear negligent maroon had asked for opinions on others.


"Yes, that's right." They all agreed.


They do not know if what they are talking about is a future husband and wife. Because the only ones who know their big family. And it doesn't need to be in the tubers let them know for themselves later.


Adam turned his vehicle into the alley of Zahira's house. After arriving Zahira directly down from the bike Adam. Zahira's mother, who was sitting with her father on the front porch, was amazed to see the two. Why can it shake.


"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Greetings Adam and Zahira together.


Adam and Zahira greeted them. "Where is your motorbike going Nduk.. Why was it hit by Nak Adam?" Ask the curious mother and then allow Adam to sit down.


"Mak Strike." Answer Zahira.


"Keep Adam..how do you know if your bike broke down?" This time, my father asked.


"We had lunch together, sir. Pas Hira wants to go back to work. Uh, the motor won't turn on." Zahira answered with a small grin.


Mr. bobbing head. "It's a good thing there's Nak Adam, otherwise we'd be worried about Nduk. How will you go home." Say Father.


"Thank you, Adam's son, for bringing our daughter home." Sahut Ibu Zahira.


"Together Mak." Adam's reply was friendly.


"Son Adam I made you drink first." Tawar Zahira as his thanks.


"No, I have to go home." Reject Adam.


"It's okay, Adam's son, Adam's son must be thirsty." Said Zahira's mother.


"No, thank you for the offer. But I have to go home." Reject Adam once more because his body was completely sultry, sticky with sweat.


"Well, if you don't want to, Adam's son needs a break, too." Said Zahira's mother.


"There's still a lot of free rides." Zahira said interspersed with jokes not to forget the sweet smile he pinned.


Adam nodded with a faint smile.


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