NEW TWILIGHT FOR SYANIA

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“Here his feet !” Kristo sits in front of Resya. Touching Resya's toes with a handkerchief that has been soaked in warm water. Kristo had returned from the kitchen, carrying a small basin of warm water.

“I don't want a small towel. So just use this yes “. Squeezing Resya's thumb with her handkerchief. “It's clean really, new handkerchief “.

“That's “, Resya is confused what to say.

So, she went straight to the kitchen to get me some warm water for a sore thumb compress ? And that, that's the handkerchief she put on my leg ? They don't believe.

“Still yes “. I really don't know what to behave like. Suddenly, Resya's face became hot. “Should not use your handkerchief, would be dirty “. Regretting.

“Not a problem. It's just a handkerchief. The important thing is that you don't feel pain anymore “. Busy giving massages in Resya's big toe while continuing to compress.

“If it still hurts also say yes. We go to Hospital “. Looking at Resya's face, there was clearly a red hue there. “Ehhhh...why are your cheeks flushed ?” suddenly worried. “Sick huh ?”

Aduhhhhhh. I'm ashamed to be a bully now. Swinging while shaking his head.

“What is the water too hot, yes ?” Very serious. “But I tried it. It doesn't feel too hot ?” Answer the question yourself.

“Already, we go to the Hospital only !” I felt I had to help Resya.

“No need sir, the water is not too hot. Perfect fit, and it tastes good “. End the drama of Kristo's worries.

“This is my face reddened by air alone “. Lied. “Agot hot “.

“Begituh ya ?” Observing Resya's two eyes, trying to be sure with the narration of Resya.

“You why can fall your groceries anyway earlier ?” Asking with hands still gives a gentle massage on Resya's thumb.

“One more time, do you try to fill your crackle until it can hurt your own feet ?” Looking towards the bag of Resya groceries.

“Oooo, yes right. Almost I forgot “. Resya gave Kristo a full look.

“What are you doing early in the morning on my porch ?” Raise eyebrows as high as possible. “The father has made me surprised to know, as a result of my groceries fell and hit the feet tuh “. Pointing to the thumb wrapped in Kristo's handkerchief.

“What you know, the contents of my groceries there sardines cans. That, that's what nimpa my feet !” Piqued.

“You like to eat canned food huh?” Of all the sequences Resya upset, again only the last point Kristo listened to well. “It's not good loh “.

“Gosh Bapakkk............!” Closing his eyes, his regret mode increased. “I'm a lot, I even ask questions. Why are you looking for just a little ?”

“Once, I'll worry about you “. Feel not guilty. “It just doesn't understand “.

“Bodoooooo “. Sulks and feels defeated arguing with Kristo.

“Ya “. Giving the best smile for Resya with the face made as blankets as possible.

“You've had breakfast yet ?”

“What breakfast, the person I'm going to make breakfast is still up there “. Speak slowly.

“If it's rowdy, you stay here. Don't be naughty, can't do much !”

Resya was silent, really did not understand.

“Hah.......!!!” It feels wrong to hear.

“Bent Yes “. Once again put a handkerchief in warm water. Squeeze it and stick it on Resya's big toe. “Do not move !”

Resya nodded slowly, still not understanding, still too stunned by the smile and face Kristo made cute. Her heart trembled, as well as bewitched the charm of Kristo's good looks.

Resya's eyes just follow Kristo's steps, passing away leaving her and entering into the kitchen. Resya smiled, still stunned at Kristo's tenderness, still not understanding the meaning of everything.

A few seconds passed, entering a new minute. Resya waiting in his own living room, the big toe is no longer sick.

“Gosh dragon “. A slow murmur that shocked his heart.

“That Mr Kristo why try in my kitchen ?”

As fast as he could, Resya stood up and stepped into the kitchen. Kristo turned her back, busy cleaning and weeding the spinach she was young.

“Bapak why ?” Wonder.

“You've been told not to move, don't be naughty !” Directly embraced Resya, spontaneous only because too worried.

“That's you, so much fun for me to worry “.

“Pak “. Resya was too confused to say what word. His heart rhythm was racing hard, too noisy to sound in his own ears.

“You're the ear didn't hear what I said “. Giving some distance between their hugs, watching Resya closely.

“Sa, I heard. But, but why try ?” Too embarrassed to look Kristo in the eye.

“Sini “, holding Resya's hand. Sit Resya on a green plastic bench. The bench he once sat on when Resya made celor noodles requested by the young mistress.

“Sit here, can't go anywhere !” Meditating, it is like a mother who is looking after her child.

“Liatin I'll cook for us ! If anyone wants to do it, yes !” Continuing with the activity that stopped.

“Tapiiiiiiiii ?” Trying to resist, his feelings were chaotic. I don't understand the situation facing right now.

“Already, don't use but-but ! Must comply “. Smiling charming.

Dug, dug, dug.again, Resya's heart rhythm is loud. Just the smile of a Kristo, Resya was suddenly hanging.

“Pak...”, finally able to master his heart.

“Hemmmm “, hand busy working.

“Bapak want to cook breakfast what?” Trying to chat normally, trying to dispel the strange atmosphere in his heart.

“Emmmm, I see you have fresh spinach equal eggs “. Pointing to each of the so-called materials. “Same hawker chili is also there and white rice is there. So, I masakin vegetable fried rice ijo yes ?” Convincing smile.

Ahhhhh, smile again, Father. Two more times I'm in love with a smile as beautiful as that, will end up in my heart specialist, sir. He sat up while holding his chest that was pounding hard.

“Noo ?” Kristo touched Resya's cheek.