Love For Fella

You're Inking My Feet!!

Fella stumbled following the steps of Arska who walked quite fast, his calf felt sore because of the action of Faya earlier. But at this time, it became an unimportant thing to discuss, when he saw his lover with a flat face holding him, his palm was so cold. Such was the attitude of Arska who was currently so cold towards him. Arska did not open her voice since then, did not know where her footsteps would be taken by the man who continued to hold her hand tightly.

"Honey... Where are we going?" asked Fella with a hand that slightly pulled Arska's hand, because Arska took her quite far from the camping spot Fella became a little panicked. Although the scenery there is quite amazing, but Fella still looks very frightened because her lover did not also open the conversation.

Fella's eyes began to heat up when his speech did not also make Arska stop his steps, the question was not in the gubris at all. Arska was really angry from her expression that had not changed since. The sound of sobs began to sound, the droplets of tears that dripped on Fella's cheeks managed to make Arska's footsteps stop. Arska turned to find Fella who was bowing her head. "She's still faithfully tailing behind me," inner Arska.

Arska let go of her grasp, she tried to raise the chin of the girl before her slowly. Fella's face that looks haggard because of the outbound does not eliminate her beauty.

"Why cry?" ask Arska slowly.

There was no response, Fella was even more sobbing when Arska opened the question for her. Fella was already feeling very upset.

"Why are you crying? didn't I bite you?" he said with both hands now turned to the shoulder area of Fella.

Fella did not also answer Arska's question, instead she threw away her face, the sound of hiccups because her crying had made her have to bite her lower lip, so she had to bite her lower lip, the shoulder that was now up and down due to the hiccups made him a little embarrassed because he looked like a child who was whining asking for candy.

"Why is it so good?"

Fella still did not answer her lover's question, she accused him of returning to her face. Arska tried to lift Fella's chin again by slowly getting closer to the face of Arska looking at Fella's eyeball. The distance that was too close made Fella stunned her eyes began to heat up again. His legs trembled violently feeling the pain mixed with a mute because Arska's face was still flat now staring straight at him. Fella crouched down with her hands covering her face, crying there again.

Arska was a little confused by Fella's sudden attitude of being a whiny girl, stroking her chest for a moment trying to calm her mind and heart that had been burning with jealousy since.

"Darling," Arska held onto Fella's shoulders to get the girl up. Without saying any words, Arska hugged Fella tightly. Gently stroked Fella's back hoping

the girl was able to calm down after she hugged.

Not that she was calm with a hug given by Arska, instead Fella intensified her crying until her voice sounded bitter.

"I don't know what the entertainer says? that can make you stop crying, which I know. I love you! so stop! don't cry anymore! my heart aches when you cry gini rich."

"You're so mean, Arska." Fella's voice sounded hoarse.

"Yes I'm evil, sorry I am, baby.I hope you cry, don't get rich in the drama Queen," said Arska a little mocked.

"How rich is the Queen drama?" said Fella with eyes still crying.

"Yes you cry that the rich drama Queen can not be diem, just because of this trivial problem," explained Arska.

"Trivial issue? drama Queen? you're really evil Arska," Fella returned to shed her tears.

Arska was more confused because Fella never stopped crying, she ruffled her hair violently, what else to do so that Fella could stop crying this was a little frustrating.

"Calf me sick! plus you step on my feet rich gini? how am I not crying? you even say I'm rich drama Queen who usually just cry doang!"

Arska looked down at her feet, which was true that Fella's feet were indeed stepped on by her, Arska immediately shifted her legs. Feeling guilty about his ridiculous actions.

"Why not say that from now on? how do I know that my legs are stuck on your feet, baby" Arska stroked Fella's head slowly.

Fella stroked over her glassy eyes that were clearly visible there. "Where do you want to say? if you get harder. There can't open your mouth because you keep babbling without looking down and I've been sick since. The first choice is just cry let you be sensitive," explained Fella.

"I'm sorry, baby" those words came out of the mouth of Arska's lips, now she wiped the tears that were dripping on Fella's cheeks.

Fella ignored the words and the rubbing of the fingers on her cheek, brushed off Arska's soft hand, and now Fella was walking away from Arska with her legs limped off. Gobbed for a while after that poking fun at his fiancee with his outspoken voice. "Durgan betrothed!!"

After making fun of Arska, he returned to his feet. Arska's smile expands with the headband that grumbles herself. "Why don't you be sensitive anyway ka, he's so rich crab that right? though this position is me who should not sulk him," he chanted to himself.

"The betrothed is insensitive" cried Fella once more.

Arska smiled cynically, he widened his footsteps, running small because of anxiety with attitude and babbling Fella who kept on reviling him since. When right behind Fella Arsks immediately carrying Fella, no matter what other insults will be thrown for her.

"Arska.." her screams were slightly strangled as the sudden actions of Arska carrying her in her arms shocked her.

"I don't want to be in the same way as you are, "he explained with eyes that are now staring fixedly at Fella.

Not knowing where Fella will be taken now, all Fella knows right now is that she is at a comfortable point that no one else can disturb.

"Ah....what?" asked Fella with the expression on her feet, because since then she was not too focused on where Arska would take her away.

"Aren't you going down?" Arska raises Fella, because her lover has strengthened her embrace as if she does not want to get down from her arms at this time.

Embarrassed by the question posed to her, Fella asked to come down, her face met red with her silly actions. Fella has not yet realized that she is now on the edge of the lake.

"Wash your face ih.." Arska's orders.

"Wash your face? where's the?" asked Fella with eyes still staring at Arska.

"Here!" arska exclaimed, with the hand that now helped Fella turn her head to look towards the lake.

"Well, pretty," Fella seemed amazed to see the scenery there, well, but the moments are not as romantic at the moment.

"Do I need to help you?"

Fella turned towards Arska. "I can do it myself" he said, washing his face slowly, feeling fresh as Fella finished washing her face. It turns out that Arska did the same thing, her lover washes her handsome face water droplets and lake water droplets on her hair and the face of the man even more fascinated Fella.

"Look...?" arska asked as she found out Fella was constantly staring at her.

Fella nodded her head in agreement with Arska's words.

"Hahaha.. dutifully you ay," said Arska scrambling Fella's hair.

"Don't mess up my hair" he lamented with a question that continued to justify his still-attached hair.

The distance they sat was not too far away, and Arska now shifted her seat to be closer to Fella. "Which cat hurts?" tanya Arska broke the silence her hand was already holding Fella's leg.

"Ah....what?" fella asked strangled as she shifted her legs slightly away from Arska.

"Which cat hurts? let me see," he repeated with his head raised, his gaze looking up.

"Betis on the right, very much because of Faya's actions earlier," he said with his head down

because Arska is right underneath it.

Arska caught a glimpse with her hands stroking gently on the scratched part, occasionally blowing it intermittently Arska reached into her jacket pocket and took the hansaplast from there and then attached it to Fella's wound.

"Still sick?"

"Still...the pain will never go away because you pulled my hands very fast."

"When did I take your hand?"

"So don't pretend to forget!" exclaim Fella with her chest.

"I'm just holding your hand, where there's to the tinker."

"Yes the point is the same!"

"Keep not pretending to forget? you made me jealous half to death!" arska exclaimed with her sharp gaze.

"That was an accident, where there was an intention I made a friendly behind you."

"Not in the back, just in front of my own eyes!"

"But I don't know if Andy's behind me."

"Just the point is the same, I don't like to squirm it even though you're the first person who has to help you is me! not the others," Arska recalled the words that had been thrown from the mouth of her lips a few months ago.

A small nod was given by Fella, although it was not entirely her fault but she chose to give up so that her lover stopped to babble.