KIRANA (She Is She Too)
The Eps 78
Tonight, Tari is staying at the Yoga apartment. The infusion hose has been released. While Yoga, after meeting with Dance, he did not think at all about the situation at home. How's the sister feeling? Has his wife gone home? Or how is the father? He doesn't care.
At midnight, Yoga went into the room to see the state of Dance. Seeing the girl fall asleep on her bed made her heart calm. He approached and sat down beside the bed, removing some of the hair covering Dance's face. Yoga smile. The sweet face of ayu was now in front of her. For a long time he was looking for her now, the girl was sleeping with him.
However, he remembered his goal of looking for Dance. Helps restore papa's memory. He hopes that Tari can restore the memory of his father. The hand that was about to gently stroke the cheek of the sleeping girl did not carry out her intention. Once again, he had to suppress his ego to have a Dance. Ah ... Even now he has a family. Should he love in silence?
Yoga moves on and on to an empty bed. Losing a body that somehow suddenly felt very tired. He looked at that sweet face from the side. Again, he was absolutely convinced that love was still there. Oh my God .. Can he have it?
***
Warm, AC installed exhaling the cold does not dampen the warm feeling that envelops. A soft roll is so comfortable when hugged. Dance smiled in her sleep. So comfortable that I don't want to open my eyes. Which other delights do you deny? Sleeping comfortably until the morning is one of the blessings given by God.
Yoga, his sleep is disturbed when he feels like something is wrapped around his body. Slowly he opened his eyes, ah .. it turns out that the one who had her body is Tari. Let go of her tight hug Dance to him then she changed to hug him. I don't know what the girl was dreaming about, she also returned a close embrace of Yoga.
At three o'clock in the morning, the toughest moments in every night passed by Yoga. It was at this moment that an unusual sense of ferment appeared permeating his body. Sometimes he has to get up to finish something. Like now, it felt like he had just closed his eyes, but had to reopen it because of something. Especially now that he is with loved ones. His maleness desire was lured to open the button listening to a shrill voice.
Slowly the man kissed the whole face of Dance. However, the kiss did not touch the part under the nose. Even though in that part it was really very challenging to be frowned upon. Dance just squirms slowly when she gets a few kisses on her face. Increasingly anxious to rob all to be done and end with shampooing.
"Ah .. I can't keep going" he said in his heart.
Yoga increasingly hugs the body of the sleeper Dance. Hiding his face in the girl's arms. His heart wanted to resist, but his body kept moving. Got to!
Yoga looks. He stared at the pretty face then locked onto the little lips that were slightly open. He boldly approached and then kissed slowly. Nah! Just once is not enough. Yoga will come back again and again. Until the taste is more sticking out, he melu*mat with soft lips Dance and enjoy the sweetness of the object.
Under her consciousness, Tari felt a man was hugging her and was kissing*um. The smell of the man's body was familiar. The fragrance of the soothing smelling perfume flew down his nasal cavity. Lum*small feeling so. Yoga, this is Yoga. Dari dreams of being in love with the man. Until he unconsciously sighed to make the lum*atan demanded to continue to damage the mattress order to become tangled.
The body of Yoga gets heated up when he feels that Dance also replies to his ciu*man. He hugged the girl tightly and tried to break through the sweet door he was currently tasting.
***
The awkward atmosphere was so felt this morning. Last night's events made Yoga and Dance seem to be bounded by a thick wall in front of them.
"A-ayo ate the soup!" Yoga opens the sound after a while they just silently stare at the dining table.
Dance smiled clumsily and began to feed Yoga-made chicken soup in her mouth. Recalling last night's incident made her cheeks meet red. Yoga is also. Every time he glanced at the girl sitting in front of him, he always remembered the incident last night. If only the girl hadn't come to her senses soon, maybe something would have happened this morning. Dance ... crying, maybe.
Yes, if only Dance did not wake up immediately and open her eyes, maybe the flowers that she had been guarding would be sucked nectar by Yoga. Fortunately, the girl felt the cold air coming out of the AC when Yoga began to take off one by one the clothes he was wearing.
"Let's get anter home, yeah!" the word Yoga breaks the silence.
"No, no, Ga. I'm gonna take the bus" reply Tari.
"It's nothing, Tar. I'm even here to touch you. If you need to, let you stay here."
Dance shook her head. "My mom's sick. I can't leave Adnan for long either."
"Take them back here, Tar. Get them here!"
"No, Ga. We are comfortable there. Adnan has many friends. It's impossible to move that easily."
"After all, I need your help, Tar."
"What help?" ask the girl while washing the bowl she just put on.
"Help me to bring back papa's memory!"
"What?" tanya Dance was surprised. Instantly he stopped his hand and turned to look at Yoga.
Stay here and petrify the memory of Mr Anton? It's not an easy thing. Especially now that she is known as the mistress of Yoga. Hearing the curse that came out of the old man's mouth again? Ah .. impossible the girl will be able to.
"Sorry, Ga. I guess I can't. I'm not helping you." Firmly Dance then went back to washing her dirty bowl.
After that, he rushed into the room to pick up his bag and immediately went to the terminal. Yes, he must leave immediately before Yoga returns asking him to stay.
"Tar, I beg you!" Yoga tries to block the steps of Dance who wants to get out of her room.
"Sorry, Ga. I can't." Dance once again.
"You're the only one who can heal papa, Tar."
"Ga, I have to go home soon. People at home are waiting for me." Memelas dance.
"Who? Your sisters? They are already big and must be engrossed in their world without thinking about you. The adnan? I've sent a nanny to meet her needs. Miss Mae? Your mother has received the best treatment at the hospital. Several sisters were waiting for him." The sound of yoga began to harden.
Silent dance. Yoga ... do it all?
"Or is there something else?" ask Yoga. I don't know, his face immediately reddened as he said 'There are others' as if he was holding back an upset.
"Yes .. there is really something else," he said again with a cynical smile.
