I'm Not Tarzan

16. Red and Sweet Love

Tama like rushing down from the Rambutan Tree, his movements look lightly swayed on the branch of his mouth biting a small twig with some red Rambutan fruit.

Still quite far his feet with the ground, but he jumped immediately.

Ginsul almost exclaimed to see it, but his lips were immediately scattered with visible ginsul teeth.

"Thank you" he said happily. Observing the new Rambutan Fruit given by Tama.

"It's so sweet." Tama Smile.

"Oh, yeah?" Ginsul with sparkling eyes.

"Just try it." Tama by taking one from Ginsul's hand.

Then peel the skin.

Ginsul opened his mouth with a pseudo on his face.

Tama smiled broadly, her finger deliberately bitten by Ginsul.

Ginsul laughed restrained by chewing slowly Rambutan Fruit. Stirring sweet, as sweet as the taste on his tongue.

"How do you know I'm here?" Just sitting on the grass.

Ginsul followed him, her hand throwing away the seeds from inside her mouth.

"Red rambutan green shoots! I accidentally met Mr. Amin!"

Tama smiled amusedly.

"Red rambutan green shoots! I just wanted to call you." Tama looked cheerfully at Ginsul's face.

Ginsul smiled broadly. Her tang moved slowly wiping the sweat on Tama's cheek.

Tama's smile changed, her hand moved gently touching Ginsul's cheek.

Ginsul bowed his gaze, his cheeks completely blushing.

"I'm sorry, only rambutan can I give you, not a flower" Tama said almost quivering. Ginsul's cheek rubbed with his finger back.

Ginsul bowed increasingly blushed, a smile hidden in the thump of the heart.

Tama's hand slowly touched Ginsul's chin.

Ginsul stared warmly. The hand that touched Tama's cheek fell on her shoulder.

His lips moved, smiling with a full thump.

Tama's hand rubbed her cheek again.

"It feels sweeter, than a beautiful flower" she closed her eyes.

Vibrating beautifully and softly like filling his heart, love like being enthroned in his warm nature.

Tama smiled. Ginsul's cheeks felt smooth and warm He touched. Her tomboyish hair was like a lush foliage that set the eyes on sight. Smile with the Ginsulnya Teeth sweetly pierced the recesses of the heart, like the fresh Fruits that He often plucked new from his hand.

Tama brought her face closer.

Ginsul who just opened his eyes, had to close it again with cheeks increasingly blush holding a thump in his heart.

The sunlight that was perforating between the leaves and twigs above them, something pierced through the faces of the two. Like the rays of love created when the first kiss is engraved.

Ginsul opened his eyes with a shy smile, cheeks painted pink.

Tama also smiled shyly, her lips were indeed shaking when kissing Ginsul's cheek. The first time He kissed a woman, just smelling the Ripe Fruits that He often did.

Tama is getting down in shame, Ginsul will bribe him with Rambutan.

Although still pounding on his chest and lips he opened his mouth, smiling by chewing on Ginsul.

Ginsul chuckled, peeping softly at Tama.

"Tama, I love you" he said.

"I'm also Gins" said Tama staring at Ginsul's face, although the seeds were still in his mouth.

Ginsul spread her head on Tama's shoulder with a happy smile, staring at the fruitful trunks of the Rambutan Tree in front of her.

Everything looks sweet in the heart. His heart now feels that there is someone who has, someone is smearing with red rambutan, as bright as a heart that is flowering in love.

"It's so sweet."

Tama glanced at Ginsul's face on her shoulder.

"Where's Gins?" Tama by looking at the dependent Rambutan Fruits.

"Everything is Tama" whispered Ginsul.

Tama chuckled, touching the cheek on her shoulder with her fingers.

Ginsul raised his face, brought Tama's fingers down in his smile, then brought her face closer.

No words can be said, when feeling love in the heart, as if it is shaking the sturdy stems that are around, dropping as sweet as the fruit that is cooking on small branches.

The most beautiful flowers are not those that grow in gardens and gardens, but those that are in the chest.

Tama and Ginsul opened their eyes.

The sound of Pak Amin's motorbike was heard approaching.

Both of them rubbed their mouths in haste.

Tama directly climbed the Rambutan Tree that he was going to download.

Ginsul who had panicked, smiles saw Tama had been on the trunk branch above him.

Tama chuckled, pointing towards the voice of Motor Pak Amin.

Ginsul looked behind him with a smile.

"Tama, be careful." When you return to see Tama who will climb more to the top.

Tama held up her thumb with a small laugh.

Ginsul smiled happily. Staring at every movement Tama fluttered on the branches of Rambutan. His heart seemed to flower with what He and Tama had just done and had never done.

First impressions. Ginsul covered her sense of smiling heart in the grass around her.

If Alisa knew? The voice in his mind. Imagine the reaction of his friend.

"Ginsul!"

Ginsul immediately smelled his smile.

"Not come home yet you are!"

Ginsul smiled back, when Mr. Amin had reached nearby of course with the sound of his exhaust that was not too flat like yesterday , but was haggard! Because it has been replaced exhaust racing even seken.

"Just ask a little sir." His elbow shows the rambutan fruit near his feet.

"Oiiiiiyyy! Tama! Give me Ginsul again!" Screaming loudly, Mr. Amin looked up at the tree.

"Beres Mr. Amin!" Seru Tama directly.

Ginsul laughs amusedly.

Tama nimbly plucked a bunch of Rambutan. Then drop it near Mr. Amin..

Mr. Amin bowed to take it.

The opportunity was not wasted Tama and Ginsul to look at each other and smile lovingly in the heart.

"Well, Ginsul go home first, Mr. Amin will bring you again in the afternoon." Fractured Smile Mr. Amin

"Thank you Mr. Amin," said Ginsul to address the red Rambutan newly given by Mr. Amin.

"Hopefully Mr. Amin will continue to serve." Ginsul again.

"Aminnnnn!"

Mr. Amin looked over it.

"Listen to me Tama!!" Hurriedly.

Tama laughs.

"Yes, Ginsul's coming home, Mr. Amin."

Mr. Amin smiled widely, although lush in the jungle lips like covering it.

"Yes! I'm home!" Ginsul walked cheerfully.

Tama nodded with a smile.

"Sir Amin, hope you continue to download it!" Ginsul by turning his body, walking backwards.

"Aminnnnn!!"

Again Mr. Amin saw Tama.

"Do you insult me Tama! Disrespectfully calling my name!" Mr. Amin's face hinted less like.

"No Sir! But there's no way Tama could say, Mr. Aminnnn! When someone prays!" Tama held back her laughter.

The jungle on Mr. Amin's lips was like a stiff stand Everyone, Staring annoyed Tama.

Tama covered her laughter by plucking back the nearby Fruit and looked at the walking Ginsul while laughing as well.

The red of Rambutan, feels red on Ginsul's cheeks. Sweet Rambutan as Sweet on the cheek...

"Oiyyyyyy! Tama! What the hell are you looking at? hurry up! There are still many trees that we have to download!"

Tama immediately put Rambutan into the sack, covering her heart's shame at the impression she just felt with Ginsul.

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