Karma Love

Pov Dika's

''I don't want you to turn away from me. What else has been your concern all along for me. I feel a little concerned. And it makes me happy.'' Hunker down. I also don't understand why such a sentence slides.

''I understand, so at least you gave me a chance instead ?'' Certainly back.

''I think so.'' My answer.

''You also doubt me ?'' Ask Dika.

I just kept quiet. Don't want to answer.

I heard breath.

''Just give me some time, I prove I'm not like that jerk. I'm different from him, Syila.'' I just nodded my head without even wanting to answer.

***

This is where we are, in a taxi. Dika had approached me asking my parents for permission, that he wanted me to take him to the airport.

''Take care of yourself. For your heart. And do not get close to other men anything else until it touches. Not a bit can.'' Decree Dika.

I just nodded my head.

He took off towards the capital. My heart flew with him.

Although it is still far from being married, I still hope he is a man who is committed and responsible.

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Pov Dika's

I'm Dika Vishaka. At first I was just opening my social media account. Then I accidentally saw Syila's account. I was interested and started to find out about him. It turns out he's my friend's cousin and I used to visit his house a lot. It's just that I never saw him before.

I know his parents well. Simple parents in my opinion. He's an only child.

All spoiled by Herman's father.

At first I just wanted to know. Want to just get acquainted. For a long time the feeling grew up just like that without any excuse in my heart.

I'm trying to get closer to Herman's father. Kukulik anyhow in order to get info about his daughter.

They still remember me. What's more, Mom, she even promised to make me a cake.

My parents stay, Dad. He went to Borneo for his business.

So just think of me as kara. Brother far away. So with Syila's family my heart warms. I was well received.

On my birthday, I went home to see him. This is the first time I have met in person.

He dropped out of school looking for my whereabouts, then walked up to me. I observe the goal, it turns out the original looks more sweet and funny.

At first he looked stiff, shy, and perhaps fascinated with me. I saw through his sparkling eyes.

This is the history of my life approaching a woman who thought she was a child. I'm usually more tempted by adult women.

I made a request that he should be with me while I was there. He's embracing.

I really came to his house. He asked Herman's father for permission to take his daughter away.

When I reached her yard I saw Syila was busy watering plants with a cheerful humming. Maybe he was so focused on his activities that he didn't notice my presence. Just wanted to say what, he turned around and. ah. wet is my clothes. I enjoyed her panicked face which I thought added her beautiful value.

Yes she was so panicked, her tiny hands were wiping the area of my chest. Make the murmur of my heart become. I wanted to stop him because I saw his hands full of dirt. But I wasn't given a chance to talk. Yes, I enjoyed it. Anyway I brought a spare suit.

As I thought, Dad would not immediately agree to my request, Dad gave me the task of gardening and cleaning up the yard of his house is quite spacious.

But it's okay, it turns out there is Syila who gives a little attention.

Warming me.

When it was over, Dad told me to clean up. I have permission, with all the advice and prohibitions.

I understand that, in the form of love of Dad to his daughter. The first man who will be possessive to his daughter.

I saw Syila in very simple clothes but instead gave the impression of natural and ayu.

Just by looking at the skin of his neck that was plastered clearly had made my blood murmur heated up.

I told him to get off my bike again. He looks upset. Then I took off her hair tie and let it scrape over the area that immediately made me stiffen.

My motor runs at below average speeds. Syila didn't want to hold on and I also wanted to enjoy this moment.

Then he complained about the way I was driving that he thought was long.

Without my permission to pull both hands, I put them in my pocket, so as not to be too cold, then I plugged the gas. He moved his hand. Siall.

***

Arriving at the destination Syila went down quietly. I watched his face turn a little pale. Oh, my God, am I overreacting.

With an apology as well as some persuasions he got back excited.

We walked together quietly to fight each other in their hearts.

When I saw his gaze look upset with other visitors who looked at me with a look of admiration, I was happy not to play. Then I put our hands together so he'd be sure I was his.

Enjoy the lake on a sunny afternoon.the more beautiful the night with him.

I photographed Syila in her candid style. She's the most beautiful murmured me.

I didn't expect that night I'd meet Shila's ex. Even he gave a raw bogem on my face. I'm fine, so Syila gave her attention to me.

He treated the corner of my broken lip. Not too painful but let it be. With such a close distance I was able to see him worry. He's getting youyou're with that expression. What are her lips. So tempting. I'm not sure she's never kissed. A normal man who saw well the face of Syila ayu would definitely be tempted.

And no matter what was in my brain, my hand moved to move Syila's hand away from my face. And my hand now moved around his neck. The more forward the more distance eroded. I was like hypnotized.

Shila responded to nothing but shock. And my consciousness returned when a ball landed on my head. Just barely. I tasted the taste of those lips.

Fucking balls. But on the other hand, I am also grateful for that. Because I almost went beyond my control.

Uncertainty occurs. I also feel bad about Syila. I almost went beyond my limits.

Until I tell myself to reveal what I think. I didn't expect much, at least my feelings weren't hidden by myself.

I know with the state of Syila that it may be difficult to forget her disappointment and heartache. I want to turn it into happiness.

I couldn't see his expression at the time. He just replied that he needed time.

Bend the day when I visit. In addition to taking the cake that Ibu Syila promised, I also collect answers from Syila.

He wants to do this first. I mean, he agreed with my feelings. Although it looks like a doubt.

I can't deny that it's my own happiness. I hope everything goes well.

The Pov Dika End