Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

First.....

The fact that the more slapped Zafriah to be more self-aware, the woman who was still trapped in unrequited love turned her back on Agam. A gentle swipe of Shayna on the back of her hand, in reply to a bitter smile by her.

"We go home, hemm?" said Syabila.

Zafirah shook his head slowly"I have pondered, dodging will only close for a moment the wound in my heart. Pinta on the divine often times I skyrocketed, but somehow my steps always ended up meeting this man again," a pair of sad beads returned a look of pity.

"Mungin, I need a strong slap to resuscitate this blind heart. A lump of blood in here still holds a longing for him who has met his soul mate" he continued, placing his hand on the chest, right where the heart is.

"So...you will remain here?" asked the round-faced woman, If.

"Hem," nodded Zafirah.

"You're going to hurt yourself" the tone sounded very unwilling.

"The statement is painful indeed, if anything," he said with emphasis.

If I throw my face away, really, the girl does not understand Zafirah's mindset.

Smiling slightly, Zafriah got up from his seat. Approaching Jena and advising to treat Agam burns immediately. At a glance the girl looked at the dimpled man's fingers, the wound was nothing.

"I will continue burning her fish," taking over the large fan that was lying on the floor, this woman's attitude made Angga and Gibran shake their heads.

"You're too good, I just hope that you don't turn evil like Tiara, because turning good people into evil will be very scary, Zafirah," Gibran murmured.

"Hurry, come quickly. Let Jena take care of her husband. You have to start the game immediately, otherwise I will spend these snacks," Yasir called them back to join him. But if she refused to rejoin, the girl chose to accompany Zafirah in place of the newlyweds.

"Ck, don't you want those snacks?" asked Gibran when he was sitting with Zafirah.

Seen, the look in the eyes of the girl was so longed for snacks in the skeleton.

"No! I'm on a diet" he said.

Zafirah smiled slightly, "Then I'm the only one playing, you will burn these fish."

As soon as the girl's face frowned, "Duhai Zafirah who is sweet and beautiful, I hung in front of this hot grill to keep you company."

Zafirah's line of white teeth is visible, in between the heart of the woman's lara can still laugh with breadth"Go, get the snacks for us to enjoy in the dorm later."

"Wantas, these fish?."

"This is my job, your job is to continue the fight we get the tempting prize" he pointed to a basket of snacks.

Angga pulled the tip of the veil of Syabila"Go ahead, fight this giant rabbit. I will sincerely replace you with Zafirah to take care of these fish's corpses."

Holding his head that rocked because of Angga's action"Ugh! you can speak well, pulling my veil is like pulling my hair, Angga," he grimly stared horror at Angga.

With a smile that always drowns both eyes, Angga cupped both hands to Shaylah"I'm sorry duhai dedek Syabila."

"Huh, no need to call me Dedek? my ears wanted to vomit to hear it," he said, moving to their table.

Angga mocks Syabila with lips that go up and down without a sound, and Zafirah just smiles widely at the interaction of the two of them who rarely seem to get along.

In the house.....

Jena took out a P3K box, asking Agam to sit in the living room. With his obedience, the man sat himself on the dark brown sofa. The woman put her glasses on the kitchen table, really she was very afraid to hurt Arabella's favorite child.

Removing almost all the contents of the health box, to be honest this is the first time Jena intends to treat wounds other than on herself.

"I just need a towel and cold water, Jena."

"Huh?" Jena seemed to not understand.

Agam immediately rose towards the kitchen, returning to the living room with a small bucket of cold water and a small towel.

"So much?," asked Jena as Agam wrapped his finger after soaking it into the cold water.

"Hem," said Agam nodding"After all, this is just a small wound, just on the tip of these two fingers," he pointed his index finger and thumb at Jena.

Seeing that, Jena really felt that her attitude was excessive. How could he suck the man's finger directly in front of their friends and companions, just look, they would surely laugh at him when they knew it was just a small wound.

Looking at Jena who was washed away in a daydream, "What are you thinking?" while pulling her legs to cross over the sofa.

"No, I was just laughing at my stupid act earlier."

"I mean?," investigate Agam.

With both eyebrows clutched, Jena rested herself on the same sofa as Agam"I think your hand was badly injured......"

"And.ck! I'm sorry I spontaneously pulled your finger and sucked it" she said slowly.

Again, the pair of dimples were printed very clearly. Remembering that made a line of nosediving smiles rise on his face.

"Are you worried about me?" he asked, trying to see the woman.

Instead of returning a shady look at the man, Jena turned her face away while restoring her beautiful hair.

"I told you, I spontaneously did it."

An angry Jena seems to have gone from her since becoming the wife of this little girl, changing her shy attitude that often presents Agam's adorable taste towards Jenaira. And this time, the attitude of the woman again made Agam want to get closer to her.

Taking himself closer to his wife, Agam gently pulled the woman's chin until he finally looked at each other.

"So, you don't feel the slightest worry about me? whereas, since officially bearing the status of your husband, I am yours."

The pair of brown beads blinked, nervousness immediately attacking to the point of making him run out of words.

Going deeper into looking at the man who had always been gentle with him, the warm gaze of the man made the little heart inside there warm up as well.

Agam's big fingers touched his wife's soft cheeks, rubbing her lips with his thumb.

"Jenaira, avoid it if you're not willing."

Slowly Agam cut the distance between them, landing a brief kiss on his wife's lips. The first impression Agam felt, his heart felt like it was going to explode.

Jena fell silent, there was no step back from the woman. His body seemed to be fixated in the loving gaze of his man.

Uniting his forehead and Jena's forehead, Agam was silent for a moment after landing his first kiss. Their breaths clashed, until there was a desire to do it again.

Agam took off the towel in his hand, scooped up the wife's pretty face with both hands and kissed her again. Jena, the woman quite enjoyed the young man's first touch. Gentle and warm, Jena was wondering if this was Agam's first kiss? why does it slowly start to become intoxicating???

To be continued....

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