ELEGI LOVE YUKI

Heartrest

Haga only looked me in the eye when she heard that.

There's no smile.

Didn't say what it was not. But from the look in his eyes he did not mind my call.

I enjoyed all the games tonight.

I keep smiling happily. Haga refused when I played, just by looking at my smile had made her heart calm.

Lord, thank you for giving me someone I can rely on when I am sad, he is beside me and sustains me. Even if I get all that while I'm crying. I don't give a shit. As long as I can feel for a moment. Like a cloud covered with light blue, swaying, glittering, like seeing a scene in water, even if only for a moment I remained happy

The time has shown at 11pm.

I asked Haga not to go home first.

Still want to enjoy the atmosphere of the night, besides this rare opportunity is impossible to miss.

Our car stopped on a deserted road, almost no vehicles had passed.

Just illuminated by street lights,

I breathed in that cold air.

Yes, although the coolness is very different from the plantation which is still very beautiful.

I got out of the car, sat on the sidewalk.

My hand reached into my pants, I took out the thing I always carried,

yeah. harmonicaku.

I looked at the harmonica earlier, At first glance appeared a shadow figure who was always longing.

My face turned grim.

Haga saw my gelagat who had not come down from the car.

He just watched me quietly from inside the car.

Haga got out of her car, man,

sitting next to me.

I still see me staring at the harmonica.

His hand immediately grabbed the harmonica earlier, stood up, walked towards the wall of his hand as if to throw the harmonica earlier.

"Don't take a break, it's someone's, someday I'll give it back"

I panicked.

Preventing Haga from throwing away my harmonics.

He looked at me who was about to cry, then put my harmonics into his pants pocket.

"Ah, don't keep the same kaka dong, here, return it"

yanky.

It seems Haga deliberately does not care about me, as hard as I try to seize it still can not.

My face has been bent, snatched, manyun lowered his head, because it did not manage to snatch it.

Haga approached me and stood in front of me.

Suddenly Haga's hand touched my cheek, with her hand she raised my pouting face.

Staring at me expressionlessly.

Keep cooler.

But the look in his eyes looked different. Caressing my cheek, rubbing my hair and holding me in his arms.

What, what is this, why is sister's gaze weird huh.

but my brain was thinking in the other direction, when my hand was behind his back due to his embrace, my hand slowly entered his pants pocket.

And how surprised he was when my hand was held by him.

Aih, caught. Embarrassed, I suddenly buried my face into his chest.

At a glance before immersing my face in the first place, he smiled as he shook his head.

Pull my hand into the car.

When Cinderella arrived at the parking lot. The door seemed to open when it came to the owner of the house.

As usual, I slept in the car.

Before long, the gate opened again.

Cakra.

Today, he is still drunk. And two bodyguards always took him.

Haga, who had been grabbing me, only circulated her gaze for a moment, then focused again to bring me in.

The noise, so the characteristic of Cakra when drunk. Still screaming is unclear. I'm the one who woke up.

"Sir, what's wrong? It's so noisy"

Haga didn't answer, kept taking me into the room.

Lay my body down slowly, open my shoes, then pull my sleeping blanket.

Then he came out of my room.

I am awake, where I can sleep quietly, even though the mattress is comfortable and soft.

I went back and forth, rolling myself behind the blanket. Unsettled.

I finally decided to leave the room. Get down slowly take the Compress kit.

I still remember that Cakra had a fever this morning.

I went into Cakra's room slowly, afraid Haga was suddenly barking, she was a stealth, tau-tau nonggol behind me.

Just like I thought, when I touched her forehead, Cakra was still feverish.

What the heck did this shrimp head think, already know sick, even drunk, why not a doctor or he called the family doctor. The rich are weird.

All night I was guarding Cakra, replacing the compress. Until I fell asleep near his bed.

That morning Cakra woke up, his hands were heavy. It turns out I was still asleep holding her hand.

Cakra's heart seemed to burst out, there was a feeling of pleasure, a thin smile meaningfully emanated on his face.

When the other hand was about to touch my hair, he realized I was going to wake up and pretend to close his eyes again.

I woke up, startled, hurriedly escaped from the room, bringing out the compress tool I was wearing for Cakra last night.

I'm afraid Cakra is waking up.

I was going to go to bed because I was still sleepy, just I paused, I saw the clock in the room soon after breakfast time.

I took a shower and changed my clothes.

I sat leaning against the wall of the room, my hand reaching for another book filled with some of my paintings.

Re-opening every single one of those paintings, every painting that always evokes my memories.

Before long, my room door was knocked, the service told me breakfast...

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