I'm Not Tarzan

17. Kasbon Rindu

Ginsul opened the window of his room a few seconds ago and just closed, and somehow he did the same.

The feeling was so agitated looking out the window, the rain not to mention subsided. The clock on the wall kept turning like it didn't know the weather.

With a feeling of uneasiness he again closed the bedroom's jedela, pecking slowly by sitting back on his soft foam mattress.

Eyes fixed on the window.

Back on his feet, reopening the shutters, heart like hope.

But the rain still looks to fall soaking the side of the house.

Quickly look at the walls of the room.

His face was agitated.

A regret soon seethed in his heart, why did He have to tell Alisa and the Gins to leave first? It was raining not yet.

Wa's message from Alisa, almost every second he read. Everyone was waiting for him for the match against the Kyra Swarm.

The ringing on his phone rings again.

He quickly grabbed it.

"Yes, Alisa?" His lips are pale. Her ears were moving hearing Alisa's voice.

"Can't it be delayed? A minute's stuff Alisa?" With a restless face. Her aunt was still open to Alisa's answer.

"Maybe soon the rain will stop Alisa," he said as if he wanted to understand Alisa.

Her lips opened wide at Alisa's response.

"Yes, I've." By observing the mobile phone screen, Alisa has ended the call on her Wa.

He felt lethargic in his body, looking out the window.

The rain came back heavy, while the Volleyball match had started without it.

Angrily throwing his body on the bed buried his face.

Even though he imagined that in the Volleyball field, the Gins would be overwhelmed to face the Kyra Herd.

Quickly flipped his body, supine. Hugging hard.

His feelings were completely closed in agitation.

The window of the room that was still open, suddenly closed violently.

Ginsul quickly woke up, her face flushed red withstanding the shock. Hurriedly approaching the window.

A rushing wind was felt on his hands and face, quickly closing the window tightly.

The sports uniform he wore was wet, not from sweat but a taste in his heart.

His legs felt lazy to walk back on the mattress, but the annoyance of the rain that did not subside or at least a small droplet that fell made him want to fall back on it.

A slow knock sounded from the window.

Turn the grak body! Like hearing cues in rows, his body directly faced the window back.

With a bit of surprise mixed with curiosity, because indeed no one had done it before, making him open the window again.

His face and agitation instantly turned saggy, seeing a face like a woman with a big smile holding the end of the window that he just opened.

"Tama" he said unexpectedly.

Tama opened the window. Her long hair looked wet, while a bath towel was draped around her neck.

"What are you doing here?" Ginsul's smile looked at the bored Tama.

"Don't tell me you miss me Tam?" Ginsul is ashamed of himself.

Tama's little laugh was barely audible.

Dodging Her hair that was hit by rainwater.

"I miss you" he said slowly looking to his right and left.

"Ohhh, Tama. Me too," Ginsul almost pulled a towel around Tama's neck.

Both are smiling.

Ginsul like forgetting the new anxiety in his pain,. The presence of a lover in a crucial moment made him cheer happily, like he had just done a smash and could not be in the opponent's block.

Tama's smile and face were like the Sun driving out the rain, warm in love in the heart.

Suddenly all the regrets that had grown in his mind.

Suddenly, the heart is drawn, how happy if the rain does not subside. The heart also hopes that the Sun will appear in the afternoon.

Her ginsul teeth became more visible, as Tama's fingers began to approach her face.

The thump of his heart was increasingly bumpy, down and up without being prevented.

"Gins, isn't your shop open?"

Ginsul almost opened his lips wide, the palpitations that had just been felt peaked on the cheeks, immediately subsided again.

"My pulse is up" said Tama smiling. His hand held tightly to the jedela frame near Ginsul's face.

Ginsul breathed out slowly.

Laugh again.

"This time, cash!"

Ginsul widens her lips.

"Take Gins." Tama touched Ginsul's chin warm.

Ginsul smiled shyly.

"That was not a means of payment" he said spoiled.

Ginsul opened her lips, smiling broadly as if to reveal her Ginsul Teeth.

Tama pinched her gnarled cheek.

"Hhhhh, Tama! Again," he complained.

"Ah ah, Mr. Amin must be waiting for me," explained Tama mean it.

"But really, cash?" Ginsul opened his palm.

Tama clucked slowly. Giving a piece of paper money folded so small.

Ginsul looked stunned. Staring back at the folds of money in the palm of his hand.

"Too You're Tam?" Ginsul is grumbling.

Tama frowns, rubbing Hair with a towel around her neck.

"Make a text first," he said embarrassed as well.

"Tama, maybe I should just text Mr. Amin?" Ginsul started to pout.

Tama's getting rancid. Ginsul's words are like a smooth slap.

"His face has not melted" he said half laughing.

"Like government employees, it's not liquid." Ginsul manyun.

Tama laughed amusedly.

"Later, I'll send it." Ginsul again.

Just smile.

Ginsul immediately looks at his body, looks at Tama to him who made him.

"Are you going to play volleyball?"

Ginsul like recalling will feel restless and upset.

Nodding slowly full of lethargy.

Smiling to see it.

"Rain often delays me in downloading," he said holding Ginsul's fingers near his hand which still held the window sills.

"I feel the same as you feel right now ... " Tama smiled sweetly.

"But, there must be something that makes us feel grateful for the rain that fell, which was like blocking us," The sweeter one smiled.

Ginsul mangosteen smiled as if to justify Tama's speech. It seems like he just felt it.

"Yes, already. I'm home." Tama squeezes tightly against Ginsul's fingers.

"But, Tama." Ginsul felt heavy.

"Gins, I have to prepare for duty if the rain subsides," Tama rubbed Ginsul's cheek gently.

"The money you didn't take back, did you?"

Tama immediately took off Ginsul's fingers.

Ginsul.

Tama took a breath.With a quick and anxious kiss Ginsul cheek.

Ginsul jerks slowly. Ginsul's teeth were again seen between her hands holding her cheeks.

"Showever the money fell!" Just hurry away from the window.

Ginsul grinned, immediately seeing the small fold in between his fingers that he clasped.

"Yes!"

Tama quickly looked.

"Tonight, I'll wait." Ginsul Riang.

"I'm Gins' night service! My downloads are solid, but I'll see you when my nights are free!"

Tama stared subtly at Ginsul's face as if apologizing.

Ginsul was disappointed. While his heart hopes that tonight he can be with Tama to the new night market will be opened on the football field.

His eyes again looked at Tama who had run small through the rain. Look at him again.

A kiss was thrown from Tama's hand towards him, he immediately put his cheek up with a smile.

Tama looks laughing.

His heart feels happy to see the face of Tama, although longing for a way together must be willing in his kasbon.

Breath of pleasure to run through the rain.

The ringing sound makes his smile on the mobile phone on the mattress.

With a big smile he grabbed it.

Alisa's voice sounded in her ears.

"What's losing?" Ginsul with a laugh. Walk back by the window. His eyes saw Tama's disappearance.

"Who's happy, you lost? I just ..." Ginsul carefully closed the window.

"Just ... I'll tell you later" he said, ending Alisa's call.

Plunge his body into the bed, while his carefree smile carves the space of his room.

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