Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart

Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart
Episodes 162. Heart Conversation



Prita entered her dorm room, her lips smiling.  Today is so happy. That girl


leaning his head against the door was still with smiling lips and sparkling eyes.


He and Rakasiwi were getting closer, and they had been chatting a lot throughout


day. I don't know how many times you look at each other, and Rakasiwi touched her fingers when crossing.


Protecting himself by walking to his right. It was beautiful that day.


It feels like tonight the two will not be able to sleep, given the incident last day. Indeed not


there's something special. Just pick up at the station, travel by car online, pick up,


eat and enjoy the atmosphere in the thousand door building environment. Then go back to the hostel, meet


with the friends of the hostel and they are all in the treaty by Rakasiwi. This one time it feels


feeling happy as well as the feeling of flowers, his heart was adrift continuously on the


Racasic. That handsome face, his soft-shrinked eyes, his smile with slight curves


on the cheek, his silence and his occasional silly. She, well herself fell in love with Rakasiwi. Tak


again, falling in love first. He had someone in his heart, Rakasiwi.


While the eldest son of Raka Bramantyo and Mardo, Rakasiwi, also felt


happy as well as a chest that explodes like fireworks. In the car online


taking him to a hotel in the middle of Semarang, his lips were not too thick, but


medium, in accordance with his face also can not be separated from the smile. Can't escape the moments


he was with Prita. The smell of his hair and body was still smelled, the sound of a crisp laugh as well


the lentic eyelashes covered her eyes so beautifully and got tired of looking at her. One thing


he has fallen in love with Prita, and that love is growing increasingly uncontrollable. Till


he dared to come to the city where Prita settled.


Rakasiwi is a man who does not easily get along with his female friends. It


difficult to approach and approach. It's not that he doesn't know that some of his girlfriends


in schools and colleges that are now trying to attract his attention. But he ignored


they're all. There was no feeling in his heart for every woman


the day he met and hung out with her. He could not stay away, because they were both


a room and a lecture hall. He thinks they are all just friends.


It never changes from just friends.


Unlike Prita, although initially their meeting happened because the girl was


he rushed and hit himself. Both are glaring and each


throwing words of scolding, yet a split second of eye meeting has made


the two fell silent, causing a sense that was difficult to express. Both


both refused and felt it was impossible, Prita soon passed as well


Racasic. But the goddess of love does not want to fail, she makes Prita drop the wallet


petite, but it was almost a failure, because Prita only responded with a speech


thank ye.


The goddess of love can do almost nothing to two people who ignore


love's. Two people who are both focused and only think about the study. Feeling both


still small and not worthy to make love and have a lover. Rakasiwi thought


if the finances alone still come from the giving of parents. While Prita


indeed obsessed with completing his study then work and can be happy


mother's daughter.


The destiny of love in the end prevails, they have been grounded exactly when


meet again at Bramantyo's house. Who would have thought Prita would be a tutor


for Tria and Dode, Rakasiwi's sisters. Meeting-by-meeting, as well as familiarity


his sisters, mother with Prita all these things grow fertile and


develop the seeds of love between the two.


To this day, Rakasiwi feels her love and love flourishing. Pritas


it was in his eyes, it was on the ceiling of his room, on his bed as he was breaking down


his body cleaned up in the hotel bathroom.


"Puspita, your camam has arrived at the hotel, already from earlier, now it's ready to bobo."


Prita also can not sleep, he was watching a Korean film recommended by


his friends. Prita before going to bed first watch


korean dramas that span hundreds of episodes. But strangely not


watch and follow him. I don't know how many Korean dramas have ended


he watched, and all of them did not disappoint him. The stories are good and


tragic yet ending happy ending, fun.


"Oh, alhamdulillah if it has arrived, mat bobo aja ya hape nice dream."


Prita replies and gives a good-night emotion, he sees Rakasiwi being


typing, "Consider, you are mat bobo yes may you have a good dream about you and


me,"


Rakasiwi smiled, how could he smoothly send a message to a person


female. And the shame is not so much.


"Thank you for my cam, rest."


"Fruit."


Prita raised her eyes, Rakasiwi wrote what was it? wahhh, the blood is fast


all of his body, his cheeks must have been red, he replied yes. Well, muah time


also ichhhhh no ah.


The girl was worried, she ended up just writing, "He he he."


"Kok laugh?"


"Bobo there!"


"Yuk bobo now, so sleepy."


Then Rakasiwi fell into a deep sleep, and so did Prita. The girl tilted her body


after putting his phone on the table not far from the bed. He hugged a pillow


the one that was fragrant because it had just been replaced, then smiled and closed his eyes.


Night is the time to stop the whole activity. The body and brain as well


need to rest after working hard all day. Without rest, the body can


experiencing imbalances, and causing easy disease.


Created a night to stop, and if our creator willed we could wake up


again and fill the day with work that is blessed and rewarding.


 


'Is my camam bobo already?'


prita's heart was still thinking about the man she was now in one city with.


'Does he think of me, like I think of him? remembering me? because


I remember it too. Friends say, if we remember someone, it means people


the one we remember also remembers us.'


'I wish I was always in his heart, his memory.'


Only then did Prita fall asleep, sounding smooth his regular breathing.


How much his heart speaks today, perhaps out of petty fear


it is common for the first to feel the first. Afraid of him


looks ugly, inappropriate, wrong also looks stupid.


But the heart also comforts, that she's there to remember you too, to miss you


until he was willing to travel just to meet you. What is


not a sign that you mean a lot to him. You're special!"


 


 


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