Frisson

Decisions

"you.you.why are you still here.why..," he said aghastly.from sitting while trying as fast as lightning he stood up from his seat and would run,but as fast as lightning azra managed to catch his arm.

"he hates men so much..I don't like your ex-husband..Where else do you want to run?where else do you want to hide?"azra said with a slightly snapping tone there.

"bugh.."he heard her voice fall down and her knee hit the edge of the sidewalk and immediately bleed.

"sick..sakit..sakiiit.."yelling annya immediately while holding his knee.and immediately azra also carrying her thin body towards her car, sitting him in the seat behind the wheel.

"snap the road to my house" said Azra immediately to the driver of his car.

"no..no sir..How much about my painting master?I'm down here.I.m.mau down..."

speak with his rebellion.

"annya..kamu can be silent no.. I've told people to take care of your painting painting..if necessary.I buy all," said azra who made her sit still.

half an hour the car drove fast towards the azra house, he looked around, he saw the road that passed the car was a path...then the car stopped right in front of the pool with the middle of the road connecting the road and the remote house is so beautiful it was a small bridge that only fit to pass three people lined up just.

"the transparent greenhouse is visible from the outside everything in it is so minimalist that it makes the eyes stunned." he said inwardly as he was right down on the edge of the connecting bridge.

"can you walk?"azra asked for a moment which spread her admiration to a beautiful two-story building.

"ah..I can do it.." she said instantly.

then both of them walked over the bridge with azra's hands and their bodies,

azra then invited her to come in and sit on the living room sofa.

"this is your house, sir?"ask her to azra but only welcome her nod and handsome smile.

"you live alone in a place this big, sir?"ask Azra again.

"yes, I live alone.My sister is abroad studying there," said Azra again while carrying a box of p3k to treat her wounds.

"this seems to be just a little scratch?I'll take care of your wounds, because I made you fall and it's like this,"azra said instantly while giving medicine to her wound and pulled her leg first up on her thigh on her lap.

"sir..I can do it myself.I beg you not to be like this.I am not used to you.." he said instantly because he really just experienced it,in the past, her husband-to-be never applied any more romantic attention.

"can't you tell the difference between what's really sincere and what's just a trick?"

suddenly, said Azra who realized her daydreams about her past false relationships.

"sir..me.."pronounced him that he has not fully continued.but already in sahut azra.

"quite anya..until when will you call me master lord and lord?I really can no longer hear it, we are only four years adrift and you call me master as if I were ten years older than you." said Azra in a slightly adamant tone.

"then..who should I call you?I really don't know who you are.I don't know you.I don't understand why you know me,"

he said that without realizing azra had finished treating the wound on his leg and lowered it slowly from above the lap of azra.