Dilan Picisan's

when you hug me

"don't make me fall in love with Dilan Maharani "

(Karrel Abrar Radeya)

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"L-lo?"

"Gue was unintentionally horrified" said the girl.

Karrel gulped his saliva heavily.

"So you're beating everything?" ask Karrel. I don't know where the face was.

"Yes. Everyone," replied Dilan. "Ke rooftop yuk!" take him straight to pull Karrel's hand.

Karrel nodded in disbelief. He repeatedly glanced at Dilan's tiny hand that was dragging his wrist. Nervousness approached the man.

Anjirs. I'm salting.

"Can Lo lelumin. What did I mean?" ask Dilan after arriving at the rooftop.

"Hand Lo. Very well hold me. A crush?" carrel Goda.

Dilan then threw Karrel's hand violently.

"What the hell. No need to ge-er," elak Dilan.

Karrel smiled faintly looking at the fierce face of this girl in front of him.

"Whoa. So ashamed of that, just now Lo was very aggressive," ledek Karrel.

"Aggressive what the hell! Don't be careless,"

"Who is careless. Yes indeed, Lo was very aggressive to play my attraction, all invited to go up to the rooftop again. You pervert!" ledek Karrel advances his face on Dilan.

"Who's a pervert, my God," tired Dilan. Karrel squinted his eyes suspiciously.

"Lo want to shoot me? Well, yes, you're not my type. My type is calm, I don't like the same aggressive gini. Ck, let alone midget kayak Lo,"

"Sulngong!!" Karrel laughed looking at Dilan's sour face. I don't know why I never get tired of being looked at.

"Gue seriously njir," said Dilan.

"Gue isn't ready yet. Just wait until I can succeed with my own sweat just ANJIR! AWW SICK WOII!!" as Karrel said, his ears were turned heartless by Dilan.

"The abbisnya elo ngeselin very oath," said Dilan release his jeweran.

"Sss, it hurts Lan. It's called KDRT tau gak, Bara kok can feel at home like a tiger girl just off Lo gini," Karrel rubbed his ears. I don't know how many times he was the victim of violence by Dilan. But I don't know why he was even happy Dilan who behaved like this to him.

"Don't bring Bara nyet!"

"Repo!" hardik Karrel while walking to the rooftop guardrail.

Dilan followed Karrel's steps.

"Gue don't want to, just curious," elak Dilan.

"Just like,"

"This part has nothing to do with elo, so don't be curious about something that has nothing to do with Lo" Karrel said.

Dilan belched lazily hearing Karrel's words.

"Yet yesterday mukulin Bara because accidentally slap me who?"

"That's a different problem again. I just don't like to see rough boys and girls," Karrel said alibi.

"Huh! Tell me you have a crush on me. My charm is so big yes, until the guy burik kayak Lo also can not turn away from a Dilan Maharani," said the two-headed girl again with confidence.

Karrel just realized the girl next to him is very fond of braiding his hair to school. He smiled knot.

"Heem, Lo's aura is the most different. Just like Mak Lampir who can't make people feel at home looking at his face, haha," Karrel laughs on the air.

"AHA! Lo Seneng?" dilan sarcasm.

"Banget," replied Karrel quickly.

After that it was silent for a moment. Both are silent in their minds.

"Gue once said to Lo. If Lo is sick Lo can also tell ama I want, right?" sahut Dilan broke the silence.

"Hmm" answered Karrel. Of course Karrel remembered even kept ringing in his thoughts. He may have forgotten the words of the girl who managed to steal his attention.

"Lo's sick. You can tell me anything," said Dilan grabbed Karrel's right hand that let out fresh blood.

The man's hand was apparently scratched something while beating Iyan. Ah, it looks like Iyan's lens glasses were broken by Karrel. Even he himself was not aware of his injuries but this girl was watching him.

Dilan invites Karrel to sit on the floor. Then he took out a green tosca handkerchief with a cat motif from his skirt pocket.

"Lo mukulin Iyan to all his glory. The sample of Lo's hand gini unconscious? You guys!" ngel Dilan while wrapped around the handkerchief on the back of Karrel's hand.

"Gue wonder what the hell is the same problem Lo? Yesterday Bara is now Iyan. Lo emang doyan non-jok people what how,"

Karrel's eyes did not escape watching Dilan who was babbling at him. Views spooning. Again Dilan managed to make his heart rustle. Enta what he felt, which clearly felt the touch of Dilan made his stomach now filled with butterflies flying.

"Mike" said Karrel managed to make Dilan look back at him.

"Mike?" reset Dilan.

"Yes. My best friend Mike died because of Iyan" Karrel said.

"Why? Doesn't mean?"

"That damn rowdy row Mike to teach him how to race, continued Mike Iain. Damn when Mike again taught Iyan how he even accident. The bike was smashed and hit by a truck" explained Karrel whose tears were now flowing unconsciously

Dilan's hand again stretched out rubbing a trace of tears on Karrel's cheek. Somehow his heart was slightly pinched at Karrel's guilt-ridden black hazel.

Karrel was brazenly enjoying that touch. He closed his eyes.

"Lo don't need to tell me if it hurts," said Dilan calming. Karrel shook his head still with his eyes closed.

"Gue think I can tell you that's elo,"

"Yaudah Lo can continue if it can relieve a little elo pain," said Dilan sincerely. His hand was still on the guy's cheek.

"Gue didn't know what was going on because I wasn't there that night. I also do not know if there are other gangs besides motorcycle gangs who usually bet the same gang I make a race,"

Dilan's forehead wrinkled. "Other gang?"

Karrel nodded. "Yes. Wavi and the Lion. They're down, too,"

Instantly Dilan. Hearing the name of the gang of lovers who are none other than Bara.

"Do you know when it happened?"

" July 9th. More precisely the night before Eid al-Adha" answered Karrel.

Deg.

Not likely. That night, too, I was in the race. But when he came home his face was ashen as if he had done something wrong.

No, he can't think no.

"Dilan," said Karrel, making Dilan flinch.

"W-yes why?" while lowering his hand from Karrel's face but being held back by the guy.

"Gue knows this is insolent. But you can hug me for a second?" pinta Carrel.

"Huh?"

"Yaudah if Lo gak ma-," Karrel gasped as Dilan pulled his burly body against the girl.

"Ekhem. Because today my mood is good again, I'll give you a shoulder and hug Lo until Lo feels better,"

Karrel is still digesting what happened. A second later he felt a soft elusan from Dilan on his back as well as his back hair.

Karrel's burly hand also returned the hug Dilan gave tightly. It was as if this was his first and last chance to grasp this tiny body.

He drowned his face in Dilan's little boat. Let Dilan think he's a weak guy as well as brash.

Today he just wants to inhale the satisfied satisfied strawberry scent that makes him this opium.

Dilan could feel his shoulders wet. He knows the guy in front of him is not as strong as he seems. He could see a wound so wet in the eyes of the mouth of Karrel.

"Don't cut everything yourself. You can share with me. I know the pain left by a precious person how," comfort Dilan by continuing to stroke Karrel's black hair like a child.

"In addition to God, Lo also needs humans to make a backup," he continued.

"When did we get this close?"

"Don't make me go crazy gini,"

"Don't make me fall in love with you, Lo,"

"Until I can't breathe without elo,"

"Gue is a brash guy who has the intention to take Lo from Bara, even if only a little,"

"Eat him pliss don't give me hope,"

"Pliss act like I used to, don't soften me, don't hug me, don't touch me, I've actually fallen Lan,"

"Fell as deep as a chick as a poem like elo,"

Racau Karrel in heart while strengthening his embrace.

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Karrel and Dilan are now walking towards the field to see the excitement of the August race again.

But awkwardly enveloped them. After the hugs on the rooftop, no one started a conversation.

"Damn it! I have to say what?" Carrel gummy.

"It's a very nice oath. I also did play meandering curled the burik," grumbled Dilan in heart.

"Dilan, man,"

"Karrel," call them together.

"Lo first," awkward Dilan.

"No lady first" Karrel.

"Lo first said it,"

"Lo and Rail,"

"Lo aja Lan,"

"Lo."

"Elo, just,"

Then the two laughed together.

"Thank you, you entertained me earlier," said Karrel sincerely.

"I-yes no papa," nervous Dilan.

Karrel chuckles. "Cow don't papa? You should answer 'yes the same,"

"It means the same thing,"

Then silence returned.

"Ekhem Lan,"

Dilan raised his eyebrows as if saying 'what?'.

"Lo doesn't want to be anu" nervous Karrel.

"Ja-di what? DON'T TELL ME YOU REALLY HAVE A CRUSH ON MY AMA? YOU WANT TO SHOOT ME? I HAVE NO BARA. I HAVE NO INTENTION OF CHEATING."

"What the hell? Lo's level of piety is too high. Who has a crush on the same nude as Lo?" lying Karrel when in the heart 'yes I have a heavy crush on Lo Lan'.

"Yes kali. Abis I'm hugging Lo so the clamps are possible,"

Karrel snorted although undeniably his ears reddened.

"Ck, I just want to invite Lo to my doang ama," said Karrel.

"Hahaha, aren't you wrong? Run out of what drugs? Suddenly asked me to be Lo's friend. Emang Lo no friends until asked me to be a friend Lo,"

"Yes." Yeah." Dilan immediately stopped his laughter.

"Lo seriously don't have any friends?" ask Dilan in wonder.

"Not have either. Just at this school I don't have a chat or anything,"

"Lo's classmate? Continuing Bobby? Theo's? Aruk's? Oh yes Tia? Don't you think you're often the same as them?"

"That's what they know best. Honestly I'm a little uncomfortable," Dilan rolled his eyes lazily.

"Keep me? You're not worried?" upset Dilan now.

"No. If I'm worried I won't hug Lo just now. I loved it so much I wanted it again" Karrel teased his eyebrows.

"Gue tonjok also Lo!" furious Dilan.

"Gue there are temen but different schools. And Lo temen my first girl. Lo should be proud" said Karrel arrogantly.

"I have something to do with mulu,"

"Ck, um I'm a guy who's up until I deket deket Lo shit mulu,"

"Cowok is so, right? Hahaha," said Dilan.

"It's my first girl friend" asked Karrel again.

"Cock different again?"

"Lo himself said that I could tell my pain to elo. There must be a definite relationship first. Let Lo not baper," explained Karrel.

"This cave needs a human to make my backrest,"

"That's taekk!! You have the same paper as me," circus Dilan.

"Yaudah. Want huh? Yes yes yes?" karel's tightness is advancing.

Dilan reflexes backwards.

"So don't deket deket Lo!"

"Say yes first!" Karrel is moving forward.

"Ck, yes I want to," Dilan forced because otherwise Karrel would have cornered him more.

"good. Get started on LAN!!"

Dilan closed his eyes when suddenly his shoes stepped on the pen. As a result he slipped.

But he felt his body never touch the floor.

He opened his eyes.

It turned out that Karrel was holding his weight until he did not fall down.Karrel's burly hand hugged his slender waist.

Dilan again looked at Karrel's cold face. His net was always focused on the wound in the guy's temple.

Karrel was staring at Dilan's beautiful face. He looked at it one by one. Starting from his fluffy eel, his thin eyebrows, his slightly squinty eyes, his chubby cheeks, his tiny nose, and lastly his lips.

Glug.

He swallowed his saliva heavily. Karrel wants to go crazy. When thinking about how soft the chewy thing is when it meets his. It'll make him opium.

Karrel was again surprised when Dilan's finger again touched his temple which contained the scar. Actually why is that part the favorite of this girl?

Sss. Karrel really will be crazy. Dilan continued to tempt his faith.

Karrel's face drew closer to Dilan's. Dilan was unaware of that. As he got closer, Karrel put his forehead together violently.

Dugs.

"Ouch! What the hell is it!?" dilan who stood up.

"Lo tuh's. I was very happy to hug until I was unconscious. Why fascinated?" carrel Goda.

He was expressing as if he was vomiting.

"Who is also yes"

"JUSTICE!!" someone suddenly called out the name of the girl. Both of them turned to the origin of the voice.

"Mara?" lirih Dilan's.