Barsh And Kalistha (Something I Call Home)

Chapter 7: My Beloved Angel

A beautiful girl has been packing her cell phone since. His fingers were so busy dancing on his phone screen.

It had been fifteen minutes more than the hour promised by someone he would meet in that place. Yeah, he's waiting for someone.

The girl sat sweetly on a long bench arranged in a lot of garden. In the middle of that.

A pair of burly hands cluttered spoiled around his neck. He got a small punch on his shoulder then a small whisper made the girl smile.

"Hey, am I late?" asked the young man who was none other than Barsh.

The beautiful girl who was none other than Kalistha smiled. Barsh turns towards her girl. He was standing right in front of her.

His hand rubbed the small mane of his girl and kissed her gentle mane before long he sat beside Kalistha.

Looking at Barsh who was already sitting next to him. Kalistha looked at the watch circling her left hand. He looked at the clock there.

"You're fifteen minutes late, so? Why did you bring me here?" ask Kalistha.

Barsh looked at his girl with a hard-to-interpret look to him Kalistha's question was strange. How he stayed in the room for two weeks.

Kalistha dwelled in her heart. Barsh overdoses to see him. For two weeks they had not met. Of course, Barsh misses Kalist only so much.

"I miss you, you're too busy with your work. I haven't seen you in two weeks, it's been a really shitty day!" barsh replied and then threw out his rough breath.

Kalistha let out a small laugh hearing that. Really, his laughter was very beautiful when he looked.

Barsh is feeling lucky to get a girl as cementawan Kalistha. Without a hint of his cue Barsh began to lay himself on the lap of Kalistha.

Kalistha was a little surprised when Barsh did that. But, when the head was anchored right above his lap Kalistha smiled. Only Barsh can place himself on the lap of Kalistha. There can be no other human beings besides Barsh.

"You know what I've been doing for two weeks?" ask Barsh to her.

Kalistha raised one of her eyebrows hearing that.

"Hmm. . I don't know? But tell me what you've been doing for two weeks?" ask Kalistha again to Barsh.

This time the right hand was gently rubbing Barsh's Mane. Trying to keep Barsh comfortable lying there.

"I looked at your picture and tried to talk to your picture!" Barsh.

Kalistha laughed at that. It's funny how it really feels.

"I'm sorry, college work is very busy for me hehe." Kalistha told Barsh trying to give him understanding.

"Unfortunately that apology doesn't apply today!" barsh said as he closed his eyes, enjoying the clothes of his girl playing on his mane was very comfortable for him.

"Hmm, then what can I do not make you angry?" kalistha asked the sealed Barsh.

Barsh thought for a moment, before long the crafty idea began to play into his mind.

"Kiss me!" Barsh.

"Huh.." shrewdly Kalistha was surprised when she heard that her hand stopped just above Barsh's mane. She's quiet.

"Why silence?" ask Barsh to her.

"Your request is ridiculous! I'm not gonna do it you know it!" kalistha answered him.

Ah, Barsh had expected that. It seems he always has to start the kiss.

Barsh began to open his eyes and straighten his body to sit down he stared fixedly at the girl beside him who was also looking at him.

Barsh's burly hand cupped the cheeks gently and then smiled sincerely at Kalistha.

"Can I do?" barsh asked while looking at him.

"No way!" kalistha replied quickly, closing her mouth with both hands and not wanting Barsh to do so.

Barsh smiled seeing that. Quickly his hand pinched Kalistha's gnarled cheek. While Kalistha there just sulked spoiled asking Barsh to release the pinch between his face.

Then he remembered something. About one event that is not far enough from where they are.

Barsh remembers something he's about to come across that is directly related to art. Where Barsh knows that Kalistha is not just a good pianist on his campus.

But Kalistha was also a talented young artist. The painting in his house was a lot and it was the hand of Kalistha.

"Today you want to go to the exhibition with me?" barsh asked Kalistha. Barsh took off the pinch of his hand.

"Exhibition?" tanya Kalistha could not believe hearing what Barsh said.

"Yes, don't you like it?" barsh asked Kalistha again.

Kalistha seemed surprised to hear that, how could this young man in front of her know that he loved art so much? They just got a few months. But Barsh already knows everything about it.

"You know I like art?" tanya Kalistha did not believe. Barsh rings of course he knows that.

"Of course I know that!" barsh answered him.

"But how is it possible? Didn't we just get to know each other? Or maybe you're stalking me?" tanya Kalistha interrogated Barsh.

Barsh smiled satisfied hearing that. That's right, so he wanted to know this girl to be willing to waste his time just to know her.

Barsh nods innocently, deliberately ditching the style of a child. Intending for Kalistha to look at him.

"Hey who taught you to nod like that base!" kalistha laughed at Barsh's behavior.

"When you nod plain-looking, I like that! So I also want to look plain in your eyes!" Barsh.

"Aware of your age, Barsh!" kalistha answered what Barsh had told her.

They both laughed. After quite satisfied laughing Barsh also grabbed one hand.

"Let's go, before night!" take Barsh to him.

Kalistha nodded hearing that, they walked into the car.

There was not a single story that was not told in the car. There was no long pause when the two of them were together.

The streets were crowded, it seemed like it would take a lot of time. A few minutes later they arrived at a large exhibition.

Different from Kalista. There Barsh had absolutely no interest in art just yet. But at this time somehow he was so happy to attend this art event, for the first time.

They went down and began to enjoy the wide variety of art on display. As always, the exhibition is crowded with visitors. They were there walking among the visitors.

"Beautiful, I love that their work is so good!" kalistha said, her eyes sparkling, seeing some amazing natural paintings in her eyes.

The small glance watching the graceful face was really the first time he had seen his girl this happy.

"Do you like it baby?" ask Barsh to her. Kalistha nodded without taking her eyes off the art.

"Let's see the others!" kalistha said as she drew Barsh's hand of spirit.

"Have you ever had a dream?" barsh asked Kalistha. The girl beside him turned her gaze towards Barsh.

"Yes, everyone has a dream!" kalistha answered him.

"May I know what your dream is?" barsh asked Kalistha.

"The artist! I also want to open my own gallery!" answer Kalistha.

Barsh remembers his lover's dream well. Keep it tight in his memory.

I'll take that dream with my own efforts I promise! I will never use my parents' wealth to fulfill your every wish. I who want to have you too for you will do everything! You're good, you deserve something good! Your dream is my dream!. Barsh's mind tightened his grip on Kalistha.

He brazed every curve of Kalistha's face. She's Barsh's angel. Oath of death, Barsh will guard her even if fate asks for her heart for a Kalistha. Barsh would hand it over just for Kalistha's sake.