Liver Flakes
The Fucked Heart 3
Happy Reading's.
Dea massaged her temple, feeling her slightly throbbing head, a male creature that had been pacing before her made the woman a little furious.
Kenan makes pasta and lemon warm for Dea, not the woman's wishes but Kenan who is pushy because it looks like he really wants to linger in the Dea apartment.
"Now, I make it full of love, let you fall in love again with me," said Kenan smiling.
"Ck, it's old don't have to be a lot of dreadlocks!" reply Dea that this time was not as fast as before.
Honestly speaking, Dea was actually fighting with her heart pounding. It is undeniable that the woman was happy when Kenan came to her in the apartment.
What the man said was true, if it was better the status of a widower than the husband of the person and now he felt a little relieved because the man before him at this time said he had divorced his wife.
"Thank you, where do you know that I like pasta and warm lemon?"
"The old man actually, from then on, when I missed you," Kenan replied making Dea frown. "I'm trying to cook pasta that you like and hope when we meet the first thing I do is make pasta for you."
"Oh, huh? Since when do you miss me? keep on knowing where if I like pasta?" this time Dea followed Kenan's calling style.
Kenan took the paste with a fork, then thrust it in Dea's mouth, trying to feed the woman. "Since you started to move away from me, and ever since you graduated when I couldn't look at you anymore" Kenan replied staring straight at Dea's eyes.
"meaning?" Dea chewed on the paste that felt soft and savory in her mouth.
Kenan saw there was a sauce attached to the corner of Dea's left lip, the man immediately took the initiative to clean a little sausage with Dea's lips with his thumb, then put his thumb into his own mouth.
Dea glared her eyes at that, "ihh, slovenly!! You're not disgusted?" exclaim that woman.
Kenan chuckled, "there is no disgust if the same girl he likes, De! And I love you, love you, love you, whatever is inside you, I love it!"
Dea shook her head while clucking, "ck, but likes Tasya too!"
'Campus!! Why did I reveal the name of his ex-wife, anyway!! Nyari lo De's disease!!' screams Dea in the heart because of keceplosan.
It is commonplace is not, Dea also know when it was when they first met even was doing a pregnancy program.
"Keep knowing who I like pasta from?" Dea diverted her awkwardness with another question.
Kenan immediately smiled and it looked very handsome in Dea's eyes. Indeed Dea is not wrong if you have to like this upperclassman.
"You don't know, how I used to be confused with your nyari," Kenan stared intensely at Dea, "that time I met one of your friends who used the glasses, if her name is Mila wrong, I know she's besti you because as far as I know you are the same she keeps going," Kenan chuckles considering their white-gray time.
"Karmila, huh? I haven't heard from him for a long time" Dea muttered, recalling one of his best friends.
"He was married and had two children, but I couldn't come" said Kenan.
"really? So Mila is married and has two children? Well, it turns out he won!" Dea giggles considering her bet with Karmila.
Kenan squinted his eyes, "what are you betting?" ask the man curious.
"We only bet, who will marry first among us, means she is the most beautiful" Dea replied.
Still remember when Karmila said that later Dea would win, because he liked Kenan and his love would definitely succeed.
However, Karmila is wrong, she does not succeed with Kenan because her love is rejected.
Kenan pulled Dea into his arms, for some reason he felt so guilty towards Dea that he suddenly smiled bitterly.
"De, would you like to marry me after all my divorce proceedings are over?"
Dea was just silent, her lips tightly clenched, her feelings completely raging. Wasn't this what Dea wanted for a long time, to have Kenan completely.
"De, I just ask you not to run away from me again, stay here and let me chase you now" Kenan said solemnly.
Seriate.
