Love Ends At Red Lights
Faithful Promise
this is Hana's appearance... Do you like ga?
I pinjem the face of the artist next door neighborđ
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Sandi looked at Hana. In his round manic he saw emptiness. Flat
"You know who I am?" Sandi wants to test Hana's memory.
Hana shook her head.
"Oh my God... "
Sandi looked at Hana's goal. It was as if reading what was in Hana's mind. But Hana's gaze remained flat.
"Geez, I'm sorry, baby!" Sandi spontaneously embraced Hana or known as Restu. There was a feeling of guilt towards Hana who had already snapped and made it difficult for her. Just yesterday, he promised to protect her.
"Eh freelan! Don't do this!" Hana pushed Sandi's chest away from her body. He looks uncomfortable.
"Eh yes sorry.. " Sandi is wrong. Now in his mind was filled with many curious. She doesn't look like the woman she knows.
But Sandi soon realizes that the woman in front of her still feels foreign to her.
"You must be hungry." Sandi pulled Hana's hand up. He didn't want Hana to feel depressed. Sandi wanted to melt the atmosphere she had just made gripping. Hana was not only in shock but she was also definitely hungry because it was already afternoon.
"Oh. freelin! Can you be polite? Regardless of who you are. I slapped you twice. There must be a reason why I could do something like that. We are different ages." Hana is upset with Sandi's treatment.
"It's not a problem for me, even though you're a grandmother, I still consider you a mature woman. And I still like you. Is something wrong?" Sandi watched Hana more closely. Just this time Sandi felt more free to look at Hana. Because it is undeniable when he was in school sometimes there is an awkward feeling that he must take care of. Yes, Hana's profession as a teacher should not be tarnished.
"Don't trick me!" Hana said ketus. He doesn't trust the people in front of him.
"Indeed, who tricked you? Has not the man with you deceived you? ck. ck. " Sandi looked away, anger was said that way. He couldn't accept what Hana had just accused him of.
"Hey.. soon you will be sought by the police, for kidnapping me. That's why you have to be polite! Otherwise, I'll complain about your attitude to me." Hana raised her tone as if threatening as self-defense.
"I'm glad we got caught by the police. Let you know exactly who you are?" Sandi doesn't want to lose the debate. He doesn't like anyone threatening him.
"Call me brother. If not!" Hannah was confused to continue speaking. His eyes moved here and there. Thinking about how to avoid this boy.
"If not why? I will call you my darling Restu... darling....my dear....my love..Where will you choose? Who obviously wouldn't call you brother! What is our mother the same?" Sandi gave a small laugh at Hana who was confused.
He thinks women are women. Although different age women are still spoiled. Sandi did not let go of her grasp. He kept walking and got back in his car. And pushed Hana in the front seat.
"Hey you, what's your name?" Hannah was at a loss for words. He tried to give up first. He thought rather than arguing constantly, mending gathering information.
"Sandi, honey!" Sandi smiled back a little. It feels so bad to want to tease him. The password that had been burned by the jealous flames seemed to find a gap. He tightened Hana's seat belt, then peeked at her cheek quickly.
"Ihhh... Not polite! really bummer!" Hana's face turned fierce.His hands were busy wiping her cheeks that had just been touched by Sandi.
"Anged?" Sandi smiled widely. All of his front teeth are clearly visible. He closed the car door. His smile has not gone away, it continues to grow.
Hana's face pouted because Sandi had stolen her cheek. He turned his face to the left. Feeling that the snot boy who deserved to be his sister had been disrespectful. Moreover, he felt that he was already a wife. What if her husband finds out. Maybe he'll be labeled a woman untrue.
Soon the car stopped in front of a high gate. It looks like Sandi pulled out her phone pressing numbers like a code. Shortly after that the door opened.
The car drove inside. "Geez, what's the hotel house?" Hana muttered in her heart. Hana who had been pouting her face turned into astonishment at the building she had just seen. It's amazingly nice and spacious.
Sandi opened her car door and turned towards the door next to her.
"Where is this?" Hana asked back. His eyes wandered around observing his surroundings. And not hurry down.
"This is my house." The moving password will open the seat belt that is still attached circularly in Hana's body while Hana's gaze still stared in admiration. .
As fast as lightning Hana grabbed her seatbelt after realizing Sandi was ahead of her. Unfortunately, their hands touched. And suddenly Sandi brought her face closer with a slanted lightly kiss on Hana's lips. Hana was speechless, she always lost quickly to that boy.
I don't know why Sandi wants to keep teasing him. He returned to widen his smile. His heart was glad to hear the joyous rhythm in his heart for a long time he had not felt this kind of pleasure.
And Hana was silent in stiffness. His brain became frozen to think. He was unable to get angry, his energy was too tired. Why is this snot boy so daring to touch her. "Has she been like that before?" Hana's thoughts guessed.
"Let's get off! Or do I want to get inside?" Again Sandi teased him. It gets even more exciting to see Hana. Perhaps his courage is now freer than it used to be in school.
"No. I can go down by myself. I'm warning you not to take advantage of a weakling like me!" Hana spoke firmly. He warned Sandi not to get too close and looked for ways to threaten her more seriously.
"Yes, be careful!" Sandi stopped teasing. He saw Hana's grim face swallow in annoyance. He couldn't bear to see his face like that.
He walked first into his house followed by Hana from behind.
"Hey.. prepare food! I'm hungry anyway...Bring it up! Sandi ordered her housemaid to prepare food. Sandi intends to eat in the upper room. From earlier his stomach was rumbling because it had not been filled with food.
Seen came a woman with a neat look from another room. At first glance, its age is around the ematty years. He appears younger than his age. Wearing a half-calf skirt with a tassel and sexy short-sleeved top, featuring smooth skin and level legs. She looks beautiful and graceful.
Her hair was like it had run out of a salon, well groomed, wavy shiny black. Her makeup also looks stunning that the artist wants to show.
"Bu Restu." his face stared straight even without pause. Feeling shocked that the woman his son had always wanted was now in his home.
Are they already made up?
Sandi's mother looked at him so deeply. But shortly after from the tip of his lips fell a smile addressed to his guest.
Hana replied with a smile back with a slight lowering of her head in salute. Although a little in his mind, did not know who the woman in front of him was.
"Mih... I brought Restu here not pa-pa?" Sandi stepped her feet closer to the woman called mamih while cipika cipiki.
"He. yeah." Sandi's mother was forced to smile a little, while glancing at Hana. She pulled her son's arm a little away from Hana. Then bring his face closer to Sandi's ear.
"Why is Miss Restu here?" He whispered.
"What's the difference then?" He whispered back.
"He was still teaching, so I called Ms. Restu. If I don't teach now, I'll call Restu."
"Since when have you been so disrespectful?" his mother pinched Sandi's small waist.
"Mamih know for myself if I'm going out with Bu Restu, can't I just call her name?"
"Issss.". "the tip of her mother's lips was slightly raised hearing Sandi's answer.
"Ehem. ahem" Hana deliberately cleared her throat reminding them. Because it's not good, he's also a goat conge left alone. Seeing the two of them whispering for a long time. He felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
"Oh.. I'm sorry about you!" His mother Sandi suddenly changed the look on her face to kindly read the inconvenience of her guests. He walked over to Hana and hugged her tightly.
Hana replies with doubt the embrace of her mother Sandi whom she calls mamih.
"It seems like Restu is even more beautiful.. " Sandi's mother smiled giving praise while observing Hana's appearance which was a little change.
It used to look simple, even with cheap clothes and his face without a trace of makeup. But now just a glance at his clothes look branded and everything he wears branded. And if calculated from the price is quite expensive. And another one just this time Sandi's mother saw Hana her face was well-groomed.
He could not resist the desire of his child who was just this puppet to date the woman in front of him. Especially when his son fell in love with a woman who used to be his own teacher, even his age was five years adrift.
Hadeuh
Hana just scrunched her eyes, she was getting more and more confused by the gaze of the woman in front of her. But he couldn't resist what had just happened. He's trying to figure out who he is. He thought these people must know him. He didn't know if they were going to say right or wrong about him.
"You're hungry, right? Let me prepare the food! You guys rest first! Go back first." He looks enthusiastic when he sees his only child coming home.
"Show! Mamih knows you. So take it easy, let's go upstairs!" Sandi stepped onto the second floor stairs.
Hana pensive. His mother could only know him. Could they be trusted?
"Hey... Whose name are you?" Hana stopped, before going up the stairs. He felt awkward if he suddenly had to become familiar without recognizing her.
"Hey, I told you my name is Sandi, Sandi prakoso Wadiatama." Sandi stopped her steps while turning to Hana who was still pecking under the stairs.
"I want to go home!" Hannah fell down and walked towards the door.
"Eit.. Where? Don't go home yet! I promise I'll help you after you eat first. Yeah. please...!"
"Promise you'll be polite?"
"Yes I promise!" Sandi held out two fingers.
"Eh, where are you going to eat, baby?" Sandi's mother's voice resuscitated them.
"Above the mih!" Sandi went back up the stairs.
"Come bu Restu... Don't hesitate! Consider it your own home! Sandi's mother tightened her shoulders and led her to the second floor, accompanied by servants who were ready with various dishes.
"Wah mamih seneng really if every day rich gini." Sandi's mother smiled happily. Feeling the warmth in his house with the arrival of Sandi and Hana. He no longer felt lonely. For a long time Sandi's mother craved the atmosphere of the crowd in her home. Understand that her husband is rarely at home because of his office and busy with his business.
"Let's Bu Restu eat!" Sandi's mother kindly thrust out the plate.
"Good aunt.. "
"Eh don't call aunty. Call me mamih or mama! Mrs Restu I consider my own son. My son's girlfriend means my son too."
"Huh? A boyfriend?" Am I really dating that snot boy?" Hana muttered to herself. Hana answered nothing, everything felt awkward, Hana gawked.
"Sorry Sandi ya bu Restu! Sandi likes to be disrespectful, huh? It's wrong that you can't educate him well. Sandi let's apologize to Ms. Restu!' His mother Sandi winked as a gesture at Sandi.
"My mamih is the second best in the world!" Sandi is anxious to tease the two women in front of her.
"Second co anyway?" Sandi's mother frowned.
"The one to the one has been shifted to the same Restu mih... " Sandi laughed a little.
"Don't call me Restu, call me Hana!"
"Huh?? Hana??" Sandi and her mother looked at each other.
Both of them could not believe what they had just heard. Why did Ms. Restu suddenly have to be called Hana. What the hell happened to him?
"Ah what wind just passed?"Sandi's mother was dreaming. The person he had long known as the mother of Restu his teacher Sandi, now asked to be called Hana.
"Well.. Alright. Hana huh?" Sandi's mother took a breath and threw it away violently. Heads bobble. This should quickly get a Sandi explanation. What's going on is actually.
Sandi observed the two women who were in front of her. Today she feels so happy. After a while back he felt so unsettled to lose Hana.
Sandi stole a look at Hana. Occasionally he noticed his mother also who seemed to lack focus on the food on her plate. Maybe he still felt awkward about Hana's circumstances.
The meal was closed with dessert.
Sandi's mother can't wait to ask.
"Ehem.. " He was deliberately beating. Take a breath and throw it away slowly.
"Look up, Miss Restu. eh Hana... "
"Know Mamih from the past you are Sandi's teacher. But... Your name is Ms. Restu right? Why turn into Hana?" Sandi's mother turned to Hana.
"Yes aunt?" Hana raised her eyebrows yet understood with the intent of her question.
"Do you intend to change the name of Restu to Hana?" Sandi's mother looked at Hana waiting for an answer
