
As soon as Qonita came down, Arga came down.
He took off his helmet, untied his suit and gave Qonita a small bag that had been around his neck.
My suit, inner Arga lemes. There was a very clear yamg mark on the sleeve of the suit, because he had tied it up quite strongly.
Finally in a sling with the original suit on his shoulder.
This morning, he had an important meeting.
Qonita stared heartily at Arga's suit.
"What size of your suit? I'll order later," said Qonita while pura pura fix folds skirt.
"I'm limited edition, no one is selling," kilah Arga arrogant make the feeling of not feeling good Qonita immediately lost to change with his regret.
It is observed that the answer is ngeselin, inner Qonita sewot.
"Come, I'll take you to class" Arga said as he held his hand to Qonita's shoulder.
"Apaan, anyway," Qonita refused to kink and managed to get free.
"Gue to his own class. You go home," Qonita judes refused.
Arga smiled obliquely.
"Thank you for your attention. But I want to see your class" said Arga, clutching Qonita's shoulder.
"Yes, but don't embrace it, 'times. I'm a lecturer, who will see how later," said Qonita reasoned while still trying to release Arga's hand.
"Is there a girlfriend?" accuse Arga of holding his arm until Qonita feels his shoulder tight enough.
"Nothing is."
"Yes already. I'm, right, your future husband. Nurut ngapa," said Arga as if giving orders.
Qonita relented, because the pressure Arga had made her feet wrapped in heels hurt.
"Lo's feet hurt?" tanya Arga saw the ringing in Qonita's face.
"Because you were holding my shoulder," Qonita pouted.
"Sorry" said Arga really make Qonita fixated.
Can't believe this brash man apologized.
He crouched down and looked at Qonita's legs.
"Try off his shoes first," said Arga as he lowered his head toward Qonita.
"That's fine. My time is shifty," reject Qonita again.
"Open up for a second. Then use again," said Arga while.releasing the rope heelsmya.
Qonita complied and took off her heels. Feels pretty light.
"Rest break," said Arga with a faint smile.
DEG DEG DEG
Their distance was too close to make Qonita's heart beat erratically. The fragrance of her perfume manly was strong.
To relieve her groggy feeling, Qonita shook her legs until she was startled again because she felt cold on the soles of her feet.
Qonita closed her mouth to see Arga rubbing her feet with wet wipes alternately while crouching.
"Get it now?" asked Arga without guilt has made his future wife so uncertain of his feelings
"Eh, i. yes," nervously Qonita replied. He was stunned to see the soft spot radiating on his pair of neutrals. Not a nosy highlight.
Back Arga rubbed the two soles of the foot alternately. Compressing and cleaning it from the dust that sticks. His eyes turned towards both of his feet.
Qonita felt Arga was different from before. Usually nosy and perverted, but now turned gentle, polite and attentive.
Qonita is confused, which is Arga's true personality.
"Can you wear your shoes?" ask Arga a few minutes later.
Qonita could only nod her head and let Arga put up her heels.
After the heels were firmly attached, without aba aba, Arga again raised Qonita's body making the girl hold her breath.
"We go slowly to class" said Arga, holding Qonita's hand. This time, Qonita let it go.
His steps felt light, his heart filled with flowers. Qonita glanced at the man walking beside her whose eyes were just looking ahead.
He is indeed very handsome, praised Qonita in heart. Shirts and pants are still neat. Even the suit draped in origin on his shoulder made his appearance look very macho.
If only he had always behaved like a gini, the inner Qonita with the heart began to worry.
They also walk in silence. Qonita who had been chatty since was busy arguing with her thoughts. So did Arga who just stared ahead without paying attention to his surroundings.
Along the way, many pairs of eyes stared at them. Both male and female. Starting to guess nebak, who was the man who was allowed the sexy lecturer who was quite fierce to hold his hand.
"This is my class" Qonita said after they arrived in front of the class where the students and students had gathered.
"Ooh," said Arga then let go of his grasp.
"I did that first," he continued.
"Yes." Yeah."
But when Qonita was about to enter her class, Arga's whisper made her feel annoyed.
"You're skinny but heavy."
When Qonita was about to spray it with words of mockery, the man had already stepped away with his long strides while waving his hands without turning his head.
Weak base, grumbled Qonita sewot did not accept said Arga if his body is heavy.