Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Not time.

Enjoying life as a beach resident, Agam makes Jena lose focus while cooking. That afternoon, when the sun had begun to pull over, Agam and Gibran played water on the beach. Carrying a surfboard with a wet body, Jena had to take her eyes off the man.

"Sir, you wash my clothes, yes" Gibran casually undressed on the back porch. Although the man's body was classified as muscular, Jena was used to watching it. However, when Agam also wanted to do the same thing, Jena quickly voiced"Can it take off her clothes in the bathroom? aren't you ashamed to see so many."

Agam twisting eyeballs around, indeed many people, but most of them are busy with their respective affairs. After all, almost all men.

"Gibran can undress here? why didn't I? there's no other woman besides you here anyway."

"Aurat, you will show off the aura if you undress here," said Jena helplessly staring at Agam who had pulled some of his clothes. Plaid muscle lines began to peek out from behind Agam's wet clothes.

Agam laughs"The body of the male part does not include the aurat, dear Jena."

Gibran screeches"Ck!!! just tell me you're tempted to see your husband's body."

"Gibrans!! watch your mouth!," Jena glared at the sister. For the safety of his body, Gibran immediately stopped to the top floor as the vegetable jar in Jena's hand was raised in the air.

Jena snorted in annoyance, but Gibran's words were indeed true.

"Oh.so so," said Agam staring at the naughty Jena.

"What did Gibran say was true?" he asked again.

Instead of answering the question that Agam said"Go to the bathroom, I won't take care of you if you catch a cold."

"In the meantime, it'll be faster if I take my clothes off right here, won't I."

Jena put down the cooking utensil and stepped slightly towards the doorstep"Do as you please, the longer you're the better at teasing me, Agam," Jena closed the door to the veranda, for the safety of her heart, Jena has to do just that.

It was made to laugh more. Jena's fierce yet timid attitude made her even more adorable. To be honest, after the thoughts of Jena's words there is a point. Spontan wanted to follow the behavior of Gibran installments that open clothes in the open area, Agam reopened the door that Jena had closed.

"Why else?" asked Jena, Agam was still complete with his wet clothes.

The man headed for the bathroom and said", I can't bear to let my assets be seen by others."

"Well! at least you're still sane" Jena said.

After rinsing himself in the bathroom, Agam again called his wife.

"What else, Agam??" said Jena lazily. He was busy with all the cooking.

"I forgot to bring a towel," his head poked out from behind the bathroom door, wet and messy. But it again makes Jena's heart beat fast.

"Ck! why can you forget? I was starving, but you took my time by taking a towel to the room," nagged, but his steps were light towards the top floor.

Agam again chuckles, the woman is very chatty and grumpy, but Agam likes it.

"Well, what's the cook?" Jena found Gibran upstairs.

"You think I'm a genie, just flick the fingers then my work is done soon," he said grumbling.

"Well, nagging," Gibran's cerocos rubbed his hair with a towel.

Jena came out of the room with a blue towel in her hand.

"Cie. very attentive, you must be careful when handing over the towel to Agam."

Jena glanced at him with a question mark.

Jena stared at the towel for a moment, pervading Gibran's words which might be true.

"Be careful" whispered Gibran again.

"Ughh! not only is Agam a perverted brain, you're the same, too" said Jena immediately downstairs.

A little wary, Jena kept her distance as she was about to give the towel to Agam.

There was a bit of disappointment when Agam happened accordingly, the man was not like the male actor in the romance dramas Gibran told me about. Uh! Jena patted her forehead, quickly regained consciousness. Why did his heart so expect that scene to happen!!!.

Back stir the vegetables he was cooking, back busy with his activities, embrace of his man again make the heart in there jump.

The man's burly arms were holding his waist from behind"I'll help you immediately, cup, "don't forget the sweet kiss landed on Jena's cheek, his eyes perfectly rounded.

"Heiiii," he hissed.

Before Jena returned to nagging, Agam immediately released a small body that was perfectly fitting when he hugged. Soon she headed upstairs to get dressed. Agam blinked with a smile as he climbed the stairs.

It's really hard to swallow the saliva, Jena poured water and immediately drank it in one gulp"How can he be so free bare-chested," he said holding the location of the heart.

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"Why do you reject Yahya, Zafirah?" when approaching Zafirah who was sitting in the park, waving to the sisters who were going home.

"I do not want to repeat the dark story, how can I accept Yahya while in his heart there has been another woman. Agam enough to fill my heart and then go with the woman he loves. Before I fall in love with Yahya, I'd rather just reject him."

Another woman? as far as I know, Yahya was never heard to have confronted a woman. Hearing that made his heart wonder.

"Didn't Yahya not have a potential partner yet?."

Zafirah nodded"Yes, it hasn't. But I've heard that he says love to a woman."

"really? Yahya who was shy about the woman?," looked surprised, If you do not think the man has fallen in love with a woman.

"You are, why so surprised. A shy man does not mean he does not have the feeling of love. I'm sure you'll be surprised to find out who that woman is" Zafiah said with a small smile.

As soon as Shaybon approached Zafirah, put his ears wide to hear the words of Zafirah"Say, who is that woman?."

"You don't need to know, the girl rejected his feelings. Although Yahya intends to propose to her after graduating from school, the girl still refuses."

When she shook her head, feeling compassion for Yahya's one-sided love"Pity once, love clapped one hand."

"No! the girl loves him too."

Instantly the round-faced girl's forehead wrinkled up"Well, why didn't she accept Yahya?."

"There are some things and others, you should not need to know," after touching the tip of Syapila's nose, Zafirah moved from the garden chair to return to the dormitory.

Exhale heavily, this zafirah! why would he tell a story if he did not want to share it completely. Leaving curiosity in Syapala's heart, the woman scowled her steps towards the dormitory.

To be continued...

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