Love With Candidates

Fretted

Satria took back the ointment for Alya's wounds, still intending to help, though Alya had refused.

Alya who was sleepy but not yet fully closed, he grimaced when he felt pain by the touch of Satria's finger.

"Sat." Alya grabbed Satria's hand and grasped it.At the moment their eyes clashed, Satria felt a strange gelenyar again entering her body.

Beautiful round eyes and long but pliable fur that makes Satria interested to continue to look at him.

"Sat, I don't want to be a barrier to your love for Rosa."

"It seems like you keep thinking about Rosa, are you afraid that I really have a relationship with her?"

Satria leaned her body. "If you're afraid I'm taken by Rosa, show your love to me dong" said Satria as she glanced.

Alya pushed Satria's cheek. "I'm serious Satria."

"I'm even a million rius." Satria smiled. Alya covered her face with a blanket.

Satria forced to open it. His body leaned more and looked at him closer and closer. "Can I get this."

The touch of Alya's red lips with her thumb, rubbed gently.

Alya's eyes blinked slowly, Alya was afraid that today Satria asked for a kiss, tomorrow she asked for more.

"Sorry Sat, I can't." a word that returned disappointed Satria, the man closed his eyes, asked for patience, Satria stood up and walked away.

Satria leaves Alya. Alya shifted her body until she leaned on one side of the bed.

Netra Alya continued to follow seeing where Satria went.

Satria, apparently just wanted to take a bath, he took a towel on the hanger and opened his shirt and trousers to leave shorts on the knee.

Chest field and clean equipped with fine feathers that make Alya's heart beat faster.

This was the first time Alya had seen her husband's beautiful sculpture. Alya felt her blood rustling. Yet it was touched by that secretly admired body. Alya was still doubtful. The shadow of Aditya still continued to wander in his heart, it was hard to drive it out.

'Satria forgive me. I'm honestly jealous to see you with another woman, but I haven't been able to give this love to you either.'

Alya went back to sleep, she tilted her body against the wall, hoping to no longer see Satria's sullen face.

In the bathroom Satria flushed her body with the shower, again disappointed that she reaped "Wrong I if I love you Alya, why do you keep punishing me with uncertainty about your attitude." Satria vented her frustration with the wall in the bathroom, repeatedly raising her fists until her hands were injured.

After his body felt cold, Satria immediately put on a towel and came out with a relaxed face as if nothing had happened.

Satria immediately contacted her friend. "Bro tonight I'm not a cancel, I'm coming."

"Yess, donk it, no exclamation there's no you, Sat." replied someone across the street.

Satria who thought Alya was already sleeping, finally she left without saying goodbye.

In the middle room he met with Bi Minah who was cleaning the dinner table.

"Den, where are you going?" tanya Bi Minah who saw Satria down the stairs.

"Regularly Bi, young man."

"Den, the newlyweds are still out."

"The newlyweds can't leave the house, Bi."

"May, the Den, but it would be nice at home. Said the old man mah so quickly get momongan."

"Auntie can, Titip Alya yes Bi, if aunt can accompany him to sleep."

"Yes Den, when the aunt sleeps in the bridal bed, let the aunt sleep on the sofa in front of Aden's room only."

"It's up to Aunty, sorry if it's been a hassle." Satria said goodbye, she kissed Bi Minah's hand. Satria never considered Bibi who worked in her home to have a lower degree.

Alya who heard the sound of Satria racing motorbike immediately ran open the window.

"Satriaaa!!"

"Satriaaa!"

Alya's scream from the window was not heard at all Satria, or Satria heard but she was already upset.

Alya ran down but Satria had already advanced the bike. Alya closed her eyes, not feeling her shedding tears. Alya knew Satria was angry, not usually the man was not saying goodbye when he wanted to leave.

Mother who seems also disturbed by the sound of Satria's motor came out of the room. "Why are you screaming, you and Satria are back?"

"No Bun, only Satria just go away, he did not say goodbye if he wanted to go."

"Oh, crazy, maybe he'll make a deal to play racing on the field with the kids of the motorcycle gang" said the mother who has memorized the behavior of her son.

"Mother, but motorcycle racing is the danger of Mother, Alya does not like if Satria still participate in the wild race."

"Alya, are you worried about Satria? Never mind, she's wayward, you've been ingetin often, but if you want Satria to stop, you can persuade her."

Alya regretted making Satria disappointed, if he had given one kiss as warm as desired, surely now Satria is still with him.

"Udah Nduk do not worry about it, Later also return Satrianya. The hunch is sleeping."

"Alya can't sleep Mother,"

"Yes, let's accompany you to watch TV, I think Aditya has not returned, Lately he often overtime," said Mother considering that her two sons are not home.

Aditya lately is often outside the house for work reasons, he just came home at midnight, sometimes not home.

Mother grabbed her daughter-in-law's shoulder, invited her in. Alya said, he was trying to enjoy the TV show that was being aired even though his heart was anxious.

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"Satria, I don't think you're coming." Elisha immediately rushed to Satria who had just parked his motorbike.

"Gue's coming, just calm down"

"Eventually all the members come, we start yuk." Elisa is the only woman in a motorcycle gang. Since Satria came, her face suddenly became bright, and she was as beautiful as the full moon.

"Sat, I was very anxious earlier, no fun no loe," said Elisa again.

"Not fun for him Sat, Lo time is not sensitive anyway. Elisa has a crush on Loe" Sadewo said.

Elisha hit Sadewo's back." Dewo's Mouth base does sometimes like loss, without brakes."

Hearing Sadewo's words, Satria was not so respectful, Satria had known for a long time, but again the reason Satria did not want to damage the friendship relationship.

" It's getting late at night, bro, so it's not starting to nie." Satria tonight looks impatient. Restless, there was something that he deliberately suppressed himself.

"So dong, come on." Elisa pulls Satria's fingers.

Elisha paced back and forth in front of the men who were ready to take his bike, showing that the race was ready to start.

"One, two, three."

Greeeeeeeeeeee! weng! weng!

Tonight's bike race is purely a game. The event is held once a week.

"Satriaaa! Vidictttttt!" peekkik Elise.

Satria raised one hand, the sign 'okay ready.' after that Satria drove the motor uncontrollably again.