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Wild Dreams

Two pairs of lovebirds were walking towards the food court Mall.

"Al, why did you tell them I was your girlfriend?" Whisper Aya while walking.

"Why not like it?" Alan glanced sharply.

"Whoa, don't like me." Aya snorted in annoyance.

"More not like where the same disturbed crocodile seal kayak Bima?"

Aya seemed to think "Hmmm..prefer not to be bothered lizard anyway."

Alan smiled, "yes, take it. You stay quiet, let me act."

Lazily Aya nodded. After they sat down together and ordered food.

"Sir Aya's real here?" Ask Ela.

"He is originally Jakarta." Not Aya but Alan answered.

"Where is college, brother?"

"He went to the same university as me." Alan answered again.

Ela looked an annoyed grunt as she glanced towards Alan.

"What major did you major in?" Now Bima asked.

When Aya would answer, "She majored in Business." Answer Alan. Aya could only roll her eyes panted.

"Sir Alan!!... The one asked was Aya Loh's sister.not you!" Ela shouted a little, because she was already very furious with the attitude of her cousin's sister.

"Looks like Alan is really possessive with you Ay?" Bima responded.

"Of course, I love her so much...yes, don't you love?" Alan embraced Aya's shoulder and immediately kissed Aya's anxious cheek.

I couldn't believe what Alan was doing. The reflex immediately pinched Alan's waist.

"Aw..aw...sick baby.!" Alan grimacing. Making the two people sitting in front of him laugh happily to see the tormented Alan, how not if Alan unhappily showed the intimacy that made their single soul thrash. And now their pain has paid off.

Alan who did not accept the laugh became more and more, he repeatedly kissed Aya's cheek with anxiety to make Aya's cheek heat up.

In the pinch again Alan's waist was very hard, "Don't take advantage huh?" Aya's whisper. Alan with all his strength to hold the pain in his waist so as not to laugh again, either maybe now his waist is as blue as the result of the work of the KDRT that Aya did.

"Sorry, I'm too animating." Alan whispered with a slight grimace.

"Ay, as long as you know Alan is a very loyal person, after dating Lila he never dated again, even though there are so many girls who are no less beautiful deketin her, even though she is not, I don't think he's gonna have a relationship with an old woman, but I don't think he's really bucin with you right now." Obviously Bima while eating his food.

Alan just stared at Bima panted. While Aya smiled to herself, she somehow felt happy to hear it from Bima's mouth. Just like Lila said.

"Sir Al kok never joined the family anyway?....Om Suhendra looks very kangen like Kak Al." Ela asked with a sad face.

"Girl..!!" Bima warned.

Aya looked at Alan and the two people took turns, their originally happy faces looking grim, Aya concluded that the relationship of Alan and his father was not so good.

"Al. I got in the car first." Said Aya after they arrived at the parking lot. Several times Aya yawns indeed from the beginning actually he was very sleepy especially after eating his sleepiness even more. Because it looks like Alan is still at home chatting with his cousins so he decided to wait while sleeping briefly in the car.

Alan got into his car at the sight of Aya sleeping in the back corner, his head looked up and his hands he used as a pillow.

Alan smiled seeing Aya sleeping so peacefully. Can't stand Alan shifting backwards through the seat gap. He wanted to look at that face closer. Her hands flicked the hair that covered Aya's pretty face, her index finger moved around the corner of that beautiful face, her nose pointed, lashes flattened, and her eyes, adorable round cheeks do not forget the tiny lips that he had tasted sweet. It's been a long time since Alan felt it again. Alan swore he would make Aya his wife.

He saw that Aya did not move at all when she got that touch, as if it were just an undead. Alan's face began to approach his eyes only fixed on the ripe lips, in his kiss slowly. There was no response from the owner of the lips, not blinking, obviously he was closed.

Alan increasingly launched his second attack this time not just a kiss but more than that, in the lum*tnya rannum lips Aya. It still feels the same so sweet and soft. Even this is better if likened to this food like Brownise with extra melted chocolate on it so sweet and melted in the mouth. Maybe because there are no frills of his thin mustache.

Alan did not stop the action actually his hands were itching to explore, but he was afraid that would wake the owner of the sweet lips. Without realizing it his tongue snuck want to enter into the mouth Aya. That made Aya a little disturbed. When Aya's body moves at lightning speed Alan immediately jumps through the road he was wearing and immediately sits quietly behind the wheel, even though his heart is like a marathon escape. "Why do I feel like a thief." His inner.

Aya stretched her muscles to the right to the left.

"Away awake?" Alan asked stiffly, trying to regulate his breathing.

Aya rubbed her eyes then rubbed her face trying to make herself fully aware. He felt strange on his lips. Directly he moved to the front seat facing the turquoise glass to his face. "Why are my lips so swollen?"

"Huh?" Alan reflex turned his eyes slightly widened staring at the place he had just tasted earlier, sure Aya's lips were indeed a little red and swollen. Was it so fierce that kissed him earlier. It felt really embarrassed but there was a bit of pride in him to make the corners of his lips slightly lift.

"Where do I know, maybe it was bitten by an ant." Alan gives Reason, whereas the ant that bit Aya earlier his name is Alan.

"What cooking?" Aya touched her lips. "Is this a possible side effect of kissing dreams with Alan?" Inner Aya. It turns out that what Alan did in the real world went into Aya's subconscious.

"Why?.... dizziness?" Alan looked over while running his car.

"It seems,... go straight home Al, maybe because my sleeping position is not right, make me dizzy and dream that is not-no."

"What are you dreaming about?" Alan squinted his eyes.

"It doesn't matter!"

****

"Sir Asher... Isn't this a red date?" Mita asked as she stood in front of a handsome man leaning against her luxury car.

"Indeed, I want to ask you out."

"Sorry sir, I'm not interested!"

"I told you not to call me Father if I'm not on campus, and I'm not in need of your approval."

"Please enter the princess." Asher opened the door and bowed, not forgetting that one hand let him in.

"Sorry, today I am busy!. can not accompany your solitude." Mita remained silent and did not shift in the slightest.

"Come on's....My mother! don't be like this, can't we get closer, make friends for example." Asher said.

"But I don't accept pushy friends."

"Okay..I won't force you anymore, what are you busy doing today?" Asher finally closed the door.

"Shall I go to my grandmother's house today?"

"I can drive you." Asher put on a sweet smile.

"No need, I can ride Ojol."

"Today is a new year, it will be difficult to find an ojek online, can't you accept the kindness of your friend."

"Have you heard I accepted this friendship?" Mita still faithfully stood facing Asher flat.

Asher can only stroke his chest, he must be more patient to face Mita, otherwise the relationship will not advance. Still like the Lecturer and his students. He was just an Asdos.

"Okay.but can you just accept my kindness once, itung-it helps me get the reward." Asher now put on a face.

Mita seemed to weigh "Alright, but do not regret and after until you have to go home immediately." Asher's smile develops hearing his offer finally accepted.

"Why should I regret it?. I feel so lucky to be able to deliver the princess." hearing Asher Mita's seduction rolled her eyes off guard.

"Can you not use any more formal language on me, the effect is that I am older than you." Asher broke the silence in the car.

"Okay, then just stay behind."

"What's behind?" Asher pretended not to know.

"Normally!" Mita's a little furious.

"Oh... like I love you flipped so you love me... like that?" Tempta Asher still while driving. Sometimes he looks at Mita.

And without Asher thinking Mita hit him on the shoulder. Makes Asher laugh at once. Caught that hand.

The touch of Asher's hand to her made Mita's heart beat faster, even though she had never felt it. He pulled his hand from Asher's. It should be immediately put an end to body contact with Asher is not very good for his heart work. He might have a heart attack, Mita thought.

Actually Mita is not someone who is judes and quiet, she is a person who is supple and easy to get along with. But because one thing makes itself a different figure. He thinks he should stay away and not get involved in a relationship that is too far with Asher. To him Asher is like the sky and he is the crust of the earth. It is impossible to be united even as friends.

Mita just wants her life to be calm and flat, so she does not want to be friends with anyone just Cika campus friends because they are indeed one boarding place, inevitably he will often meet with Cika. His ideals are also not grandiose, he wants to graduate immediately and become an elementary school teacher in his hometown.

Asher felt that his arm was so sore that he had driven for more than three hours. Along the way only Asher spoke while Mita only responded to Asher's questions as necessary, concisely dense and clear. The Asher did not finish thinking, as he asked, "is it still far away?"

"A little while." That's always Mita's answer. He wanted to wave his hand in front of the camera.

Now they have come out of the city and into a village. The road is also not as smooth as the cheeks of Korean opa. Tend to many barrier, asphalt but it has been eroded to live gravel and stones only.

"Away from where your grandmother lived?" Asher moved one arm to avoid numbness.

"Not really, it's still far from LA."

Asher only responded with a crisp smile.

Seriate.....

It turns out writing it takes a good mood, if fit again males in forced, can be written all day is not complicated, if the mind is calm idea can immediately appear like an advertisement on television. salut very same author whose novel has been a lot, sometimes it feels like I want to finish this writing if the pas does not appear that idea.but yes dear also. because the points of each episode already exist, already there, just make a picture of the story. Like, comment and vote you are included in the formation of my mood...👍