
Tomorrow...
Sunari came up shy this morning. The breeze hit the curtains of the room window with a slow. Looks like the day will be raining. Or maybe it'll be snowing in the city soon. The city where the fashion and shopping center is located. As well as the city of romantic love, Paris.
"Okay, my body's all sore."
A grown-up girl had just woken up from her sleep. He was seen wearing a long-sleeved blue sweater. It's thin enough to be the size of this city. He also looked around his room. However, he was suddenly surprised to see a man in a white T-shirt sleeping next to him.
"Geez!!!" It was Namia who was shocked to see Gaga sleeping beside him.
The girl quickly looked at her clothes and pants. And it turns out that the clothes he was wearing were still complete without tearing or forcible dismantling. His heart became calm for a moment when he saw that nothing had happened. But still he had to remember what happened last night before sleeping together. Where Gaga ended up carrying him.
He was, now it was getting naughty. He dared to carry me to the bed. If kept, for a long time can be classified. Maybe it's good we get married soon. After all, he was also ready with everything. But what if our marriage can't be publicized? How do families react in the village?
Namia wants to get married with Gaga. But the terms of the marriage given must be clandestine and should not be known to the media. Because of this, he still thinks and keeps thinking. Namia wants to proclaim her marriage. At least people know that she already has the status of wife of a famous composer.
"Name ...." The man next to her woke up with eyes still sleepy.
Namia turned to Gaga. Sitting on the head of the mattress while bending both knees. "What did we do last night?" ask him to Gaga.
"Eh???"
Sontak Gaga wonders. He could not understand why the girl asked him that. Because as he remembered, they did nothing. Especially when doing something forbidden.
Namia rubbed her face. "We have one bed like this, brother. You must marry me," she said in a troubled tone.
Namia pouted beside Gaga. "But you have to hide. Can't just be published?!" namia asked half annoyed.
Gaga breathed her. He looked at Namia. "I want it to be, too, dear. But the company's rules can't be broken." Gaga explained.
Namia silent. He was caught in worry. "Later I think again" Namia told Gaga.
Gaga pulls Namia to lay her head on her shoulder. "When do you want?" tanya Gaga then embraces the friendly Namia.
Namia raises her head to look at Gaga. "Until it gets published," Namia said again.
"Hhhh ...." Gaga rubbed her face. Not understanding why Namia so adamantly refused the terms of marriage given by the company. "The longer you hold it, the more restless it gets down there." Gaga said it too.
"What?!" Sontak Namia distanced herself.
Gaga put on a frustrated face. "Namia, come. We're all grown up. I don't have to say it in the real sense, do I?" Gaga is starting to be outspoken to her lover.
"Basic bawdy!" Namia also left.
"Mistress!" Gaga tried to hold him back.
"Have a shower! And don't talk about anything else!" Namia looks upset. He doesn't want to talk anymore.