Next to Heart

Next to Heart
CH 12



I LOVE HER,,,, I,,,


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"Evidence? you want proof?, all right, after I prove she's my lover, I hope you're sorry, Miss Meyra,"


The evidence? what evidence would Imran mean? What's he gonna do?


Imran turned towards me, he stood right in front of me, then smiled and blinked one eye. I am confused by his behavior.


"What will this chameleon do,?" my question is in my heart.


He started to grab my hand, the other hand grabbed my nape, then.


Cup...


Two soft chewy things landed right on my lips, my reflexes widened his eyes, he took off his hand and then grabbed me in his arms, slowly but surely he started to lubricate my lips, a small bite to my lower lip.


I enjoy it, yes I enjoy kissing my chameleon man*, I unconsciously follow the game, I close my eyes and I clasped his shirt tightly, then I return the kiss, we meluma* each other, enjoy the stupid game. Feels soothing.


Feeling out of breath, my chameleon man took off his pagutan, he cleaned the rest of the kiss* it was on my lips, smiling, aah his gaze really made me drift.


Imran turned to look at Meyra.


"How about miss, huh,? now you believe she's my lover?" the sarcasm.


"Now do you believe that this girl is my lover?" ask the foodcourt visitors who had witnessed our drama.


Heehh, it seems like they have lovers of flying fish soap operas, whose title is PALAKORRR.


"You can judge for yourself, if this girl is not my lover where maybe she kissed me back," he said again with emphasis, smiling smirk but this time he seemed to quip Dimas.


"Did he see me resisting Dimas' kiss? Ohh my God my shame" my inner.


"Surely he will refuse, hmmm? and again you can see and judge for yourself if the innocent man's attitude will be more restrained not bar bar like you miss," he pointed to Meyra.


"Well, as agreed, I've proven Dinda is my lover, now apologize" she said.


I saw Meyra's face turn a dead red, without saying anything she just left, with her annoyance.


Brother Dimas? don't ask, right now he seems to be trying to withstand the turmoil inside him, since his face reddened, and his hands kept clenching, let alone before his eyes Imran kissed me, and I replied to him, I can't lie to my feelings, that kiss my chameleon guy is really soothing.


Imran took off his jacket, and put it on my body, I was cold, because of my wet clothes, he pulled me out of the mall.


Imran invited me to the beach, he was my best friend, he knew the beach my favorite place, here I used to calm myself if I was sad.


No one spoke between us, until an hour passed we kept quiet with each other, it seemed like we were drifting in each other's minds.


"Thank you" I started the conversation.


"Make?" I asked, without looking at me.


"Make it all"


Imran just smiled.


"Lo my best friend, whatever happens I have to protect you,"


"See, if you don't come, they'll be more insulting to me,"


"I told you I'm sohib, and I promised you to take care of you, until you find someone who can protect you,"


"Hmm, you know, someday I'll meet that guy, but not necessarily he can protect me like lo,"


"Gue I will release you to the right person like Dimas,!! understand lo"


I just nodded.


"Bing, can't I ask you something?" my many.


"What? as long as you do not ask for a tract, because Abah belom payjian," he said while grinning.


I chuckled at his jokes.


"Lo can't hug me, can you,?" I ask again, Aahh really right now I need his embrace to strengthen my heart.


He looked at me, we saw each other, then he smiled.


"Why do you think I hug? don't don't you have a crush on me,"


"Iddiihhh shit,"


"Lo want to hug me or do I want to make a fuss?" my annoyance.


"I hugged you here, thankfully lo cwe" while pulling my hand.


"Don't you know I'm cwo?" I'm a plain pretender.


"Iddihh my unclean curled lo, thought I doyan banana times? time yes banana doyan banana, sword donk,,!!"


Hahahahhaha


I stood up and went in between her legs, and sat behind her and leaned against her.


His hands curled up in front of my chest holding me like a lover, aah this friend of mine is indeed the most able to calm me down.


"Bing, uh,,"


"Hmmm"


"Can you ask for something else?"ask me when I was in his arms.


"What's more, I need a macem deh,"


"Gue wants to nyium lo again," my great-grandchild.


"APAAA" He shouted.


"Adduuuh g no need to shout napa anyway, that's a great scene," I clucked annoyed.


He touched my forehead and his forehead at the same time.


"It's hot" he murmured softly but I can still hear.


"Yeyy, who said I was hot,"


"Yes I wonder how, you ask for a kiss, when the time in the backyard lo slap me, is now even you who ask? you why the hell,"


"Gga papa, have missed it, consider me again ngigo," answered me origin.


"Yes, you go ngigo while being literate, anyways why try you suddenly ask to be kissed?"


"Don't know, I just want to calm myself, I was really surprised, and when I found out, my feelings became calm, but klo lo don't want to pa kok pa kok, klo, I'm g maksa,"


I turned towards the sea while closing my eyes, leaning back against my chameleon man.


I felt a firm hand pull my nape, force me to turn towards it, and


Cup...


I felt two chewy things landing on my lips again, the pagutan was very deep, as if demanding more, but I could not resist it, the sensation penetrated my heart.


We humphed each other*, exchanged saliva, as if spilling out all the stored flavors, the longer the kiss* was more demanding, feeling out of breath, Imran took off the link of his lips in my lips, he put his forehead to my liking, he said, we scrambled each other for air, trying to stabilize the rhythm of the heartbeat that danced like crazy.


After enough of the air we breathe, Imran re-unites our lips, picking them up slowly but surely, over time****** it re-heats up, demanding something more, again the chameleon man let go so as not to get carried away.


Until the third time we did the same thing over and over again, honestly I was afraid of Imran's release, but fortunately that man was my Imran who could not be defeated by lust, he said, Three times we repeated that kiss*he finally re-hugged me from behind trying to dampen his desire.


"I'm not a little girl anymore Din, I'm a normal guy who has a passion, I'm sorry Din, I don't want you to be damaged because of this relationship, I'm sorry I did that to you, I really don't mean to offend you, I don't want our friendship to be ruined just because of my insensible lust, please don't move, leave it like this, so I can temper my passion Din,"


His voice sounded very hoarse, when whispering it in my ear, I knew he was trying to dampen his desire that arose because of our hot kiss.


I just nodded in response to his words without intending to answer, I was also trying to muffle the rumbling in my heart, what is this why I feel pain when he calls me his best friend? what the hell's going on? am I not just his friend? but why would I


feel sick? I can't accept being called just a friend? I am his best friend, and that is the truth.


Could I want more than just a friend?is it possible that I've fallen in love with this chameleon guy?


"I'M IN LOVE WITH HIM, I LOVE HIM, GOD WHAT I HAVE TO DO"


**Tbc


Who is the guy who fell in love first?


Adinda or Imran??


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