
"Don't joke you, Raka!"
"Is my face like someone's joking, Miss?" sahut Raka calmly.
"Huff!" Shofie sighed harshly, her current feelings feeling somehow. Between joy and surprise at the same time.
Shofie did not expect his students who had always said the word i love you, was not a mere joke. Repeatedly Raka said love, repeatedly she was also reluctant to answer. It is impossible for teachers and students to marry.
Raka's unstable age, makes Shofie think a thousand times to go further. Not to dismiss either, when the shakes of love are also present in his heart. There is a sense of giddiness to undergo.
Connecting with men who are the same age, run aground. Still equally concerned with his ego. Especially having a relationship with a younger man.
"The age does not necessarily guarantee the maturity of a person, Miss. I may be younger than Miss. Since childhood, I have been used to being independent. I'm very sure it can meet all your needs, although not as luxurious as your parents," said Raka after a long time both of them were silent.
Shofie did not doubt Raka's ability to do so. He only thought about each other's different natures, would they be able to complement each other or hurt each other.
"May I give you the answer in a week?"
"No! I want to hear that answer right now, let me know to put myself later," Raka refused firmly. "We should eat first, answer later after eating."
Shofie pursed his lips in annoyance, not expecting if the young man sitting in front of him had a will as hard as a rock. Shofie likes it, though.
Raka put on a smile seeing the pouting heart. He placed the ring he had used to propose on the table.
"If Miss takes this ring box, it means Miss accepted my proposal. If not touched means rejected," said Raka before enjoying the food that has been ordered.
The two people ate quietly, there was no chatter at all. Though in general at the age like they will eat while chatting. There is a sense of awkwardness that makes the two do not chat while eating.
After eating, Raka stared inside the face of the woman in front of her. Raka was still waiting for Shofie to speak, opening her voice answering her proposal earlier. Never answered, Raka finally ventured to hold the fingers of the idol.
There was no rejection when the rough hand clasped the white and delicate fingers. Slowly Raka opened the ring box and took the ring. His rough hands still clutching fingers as smooth as silk, now Raka switched hands grasping the fingers.
Raka also pinned the ring without rejection. How happy Raka is for the response of the idol. His application was accepted despite embarrassment.
Raka kissed the back of the heart's hand that had been pinned by the ring. Shofie had just looked down with a blushing face like a ripe tomato.
Raka immediately paid the bill because Shofie just silently looked down embarrassed. After that, take him out to the bike that has just been taken from the dealer.
Yes, Raka just picked up a motorbike that was once paid for by her foster father when she was seventeen. Exactly one year ago. Today is Raka's eighteenth birthday. He deliberately took the prize directly to the motorcycle dealer.
Raka does not drive Shofie home, but takes Shofie to where he usually spills his heart. Raka deliberately introduced the place to the idol. A hut by the river whose water flow is very clear.
"Thank you for accepting me" Raka said as they sat in the hut. Shofie just smiled and nodded.
"Let's not be lame, it should be both. Fair, right?" said Raka while smiling ignorantly.
"Where's the formula from?"
"The formula is Mas Raka Pradipta," answered Raka confidently, immediately received a friendly blow from the idol.
Raka laughed out loud then held onto both of Shofie's hands. They stared at each other with burning love. I don't know who started it, the faces of the two are now close together.
Cuup ....
A kiss landed on the lips as red as a cherry. There was no rejection, the kiss turned into a sip and moss. Now in the hut only sounds lashings exchanging saliva.
Although both are both first time ber ciu man, but enough to arouse ha srat naf su both. Raka ended the game. Fear of not being able to hold back and blasphemy.
Shofie lowered her head in embarrassment, her chest rumbling like a drum being pounded. Just this time he felt a ciu man. With his old girlfriend, he never did that.
"You angry? Sorry yes, I could not help myself," said Raka full of regret, Shofie just shook her head to answer Raka's question.
For some reason every time with Raka, Shofie like a buffalo who poked his nose. Always according to his old girlfriend, he always rebel and fight. Until finally, he saw with his own eyes the affair was happening.
"Tomorrow holiday weekend, I want to meet your parents in Jogja. Can you?" raka Permit.
"Huh? Nay! I'm afraid daddy's mad and rampaging," forbid Shofie, he's afraid he's gonna do something out of his mind.
"Why not? I don't want to be in a relationship without the knowledge of my family. Believe me everything will be fine, if we get the blessing of parents," asked Raka confused by Shofie's decision, then explained the reason for wanting to meet Shofie's parents.
"Daddy doesn't like you, I'm afraid he's angry and separates us" Shofie said.
"So from that, I want to get to know your father better. Let me know how to reach for his heart and get his blessing. If we go through a relationship without their knowledge, then our relationship will forever not meet a point of purpose."
"I am truly in love with you, and make you the only woman in my heart. I want to marry you, after graduating High School. About five months away," Raka explained calmly.
Raka knows that the idol is very spoiled and still unstable. Therefore he had to be patient and calm mind faced him. Although Shofie is four years older than him, but about maturity he is still under Raka.
"Later if daddy gets angry and drives you out, how about it?"
"So, he sent me out of the country to get away from us. Or he'll have people persecute you or kill you ...."
"Sstttt! Don't think shit! Always think positive, let what will happen to us is also positive," Raka cut while holding the shoulder of the idol.
"Alright, tomorrow morning we go to Jogja," said Shofie finally resigned.