PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

Chapter 148 WET ALL

While after Viona approached the God earlier, Sinta and Yogi took a walk along the beach. They joked, running around chasing the waves that came and went.

The world belongs to both of them. The others are contracted!

Do not forget they capture a moment of happiness with Sinta's mobile camera.

"A, we're going to port yuk. I want to see the ships up close," Sinta asked.

"Come on. But far away. Are you strong on the road?" ask Yogi.

"Wake it. It's just that far away," replied Sinta.

"okay." Yogi holds Sinta's hand. They walked to the port.

An increasingly twilight day makes the lights of the ship lit, increasingly showing its beauty.

"That's great, A. Look at the lights a lot. All lights!" Sinta pointed towards the harbor.

"hey are. If the light is not turned on, it will be dark. Kayak in the grave" said Yogi.

"Aeah, uh! By the way. Nakutin only," said Sinta.

Sinta was a cowardly child. Fear of darkness, let alone the word grave.

Sinta tightened her hand. Yogi smiles himself. Then shuffle Sinta's hair.

"Bas with the boy! It's just fear!" yogi.

"Wildamah! Aa anyway, by the way," said Sinta.

"Yes. Ruled!" Yogi laughs.

"A, I'm tired. It turns out far too," said Sinta.

"Md. He said strong?" yogi Sahut.

"Kirain. Hehe." Sinta chuckles to herself.

"A. Carp," pinta Sinta.

"Huh, hold on?" Yogi.

Sinta nodded.

"Weight ah. Huge ask for a sling!" yogi.

"So he said, boy!" Sinta returned the Yogi's words earlier.

"Md. Yes, here!" Yogi crouched down in front of Sinta.

Innocently, Sinta climbed onto Yogi's back. He was like a kind of kindergarten boy who asked to be carried by his father.

"The tight-knit display!" yogi.

Sinta also wrapped her hands over Yogi's shoulders. Yogi restrains Sinta's legs to make it easier for her to walk.

Trudged, Yogi walked. His body is not too big, making him tired quickly.

Halfway through the journey, Yogi gives up. He bowed his body while panting.

"Udah, ah. Dingy. Not strong anymore. I.nyerah...!" yogi. Then release the handle on Sinta's leg.

Sinta's reflexes fell. Yogi also fell because Sinta's hand was still coiled on his shoulder, pulling him.

They fell together and rolled on the sand.

"Aw! Sick, A!" pekik Sinta's. His body was crushed by a Yogi.

Yogi immediately distanced his body. Sinta was still lying down while grimacing in pain.

Yogi is approaching.

"Sorry, sorry. It hurt?" ask Yogi.

"Yes. Aa was just overstimulating my body," Sinta replied spoiledly.

"Uluh-ten. Look at what's sick."

Sinta slightly tilted showing his sore back. But Yogi instead looked at Sinta's back. He brought his face closer to Sinta's.

Then he gently******* Sinta's lips. Sinta couldn't refuse. Because Yogi is holding his tilted body.

The weather is getting dimmer and the wind is getting louder. Plus the sound of the waves that sounded louder, making both of them forget themselves.

They even rolled over on the sand, with lips that continued to blend together.

Their pagutan had only been released after a big wave came and broke into the bodies of the two of them.

Spontaneously they tried to get up and get away.

"Yes.wet all my clothes," said Sinta while looking at her clothes.

"Same. My clothes are all wet, too!" Yogi also looked at his clothes.

"Aa, hell...!" Sinta blames Yogi. He also forgot himself.

"Kok me? You too are rolling over" said Yogi.

Sinta was immediately embarrassed. Yogi looked at her fixedly.

"Udah, ah. Don't look at dong. I'm ashamed, "I'm Sinta.

"Shame but will. Haha." Yogi. He also enjoyed their wonderful moment.

Yogi immediately caught Sinta's hand and kissed her. Sinta is getting wrong.

And with one blow, Yogi managed to bring Sinta's body closer.

"Love...I love you so much" Yogi said right in front of Sinta's face.

"Me too, A" Sinta said.

"Will you be my wife?" ask Yogi.

"But we're still in college, A. Time to get married?" answer Sinta.

"There was no prohibition on marriage when we were in college" Yogi said.

Sinta. His eyes were still staring into the eyes of Yogi who seemed to be swallowing him alive.

"I don't want to lose you, Love" said Yogi. Her hands were coiled around Sinta's waist and held her tightly.

"I also do not want to lose Aa," said Sinta.

"For ever?" ask Yogi.

"For ever!" answer Sinta.

Yogi kisses Sinta's lips at a glance, then pulls Sinta's hand to walk towards the car.

"Where are you going, A?" ask Sinta.

"To car. We are looking for lodging," Yogi replied as he continued to walk with Sinta.

"But I want to go to the port first, A," said Sinta.

"Our clothes are all wet, Love. The wind is getting colder. Let's find some lodging first, get changed. We're just going to the harbor. Okay," said Yogi.

Sinta nodded according. He also felt cold.

They got near the car and did not find Surya's car.

"Where are you brother, huh?" ask Yogi.

Sinta just shrugged her shoulders.

The yogi reached into his pants pocket. He wants to call Surya.

"Yes.hapeku is dead, again," said Yogi. He tried to turn on his dead phone.

"Abis batrenya kali, A" Sinta said.

"Can be. Hopefully not because of water intake" said Yogi. Because all his pants are wet.

Spontaneous Sinta took the phone in her sling bag. He hoped his phone wouldn't die.

But it turns out the same. The Synthetics phone is dead.

"Well, how did you die too?" Sinta confusion.

"Yes, try dichas later in the car. May not let water." Yogi gets in the car. Sinta also went up.

Then they race to check his phone.

Yogi drove forward while waiting for his cell phone batrey to fill up.

"Where to find a hotel, A?" ask Sinta.

"I don't know. We'll get out of here first. Maybe there's a hotel up ahead" replied Yogi.

"Where were you here before, where?" ask Sinta.

"It's not far from here. Towards her house, Mak Yati. Want to stay there?" ask Yogi.

"No. Look for the ones here, "answer Sinta.

Yogi nodded, then drove his car out of the beach area.

"It's not in the direction of Viona's sister's house?" ask Sinta.

"Yes. Well, Viona's house is up ahead." Yogi pointed with his chin.

"Would you like to stay at Viona's?" ask Yogi.

"No, ah. Later Aa's ease, dong," replied Sinta.

"Cock on me?" ask Yogi not understand.

"Later the nights Aa covered to Viona's room, again," replied Sinta.

"Ngaco, you. I can dismackdown the same God. Whip up my body," said Yogi.

Sinta laughed. He imagined the hand of the God that was like Popeye's.

Sinta checked her phone again.

"Kok hapenya still dead huh, A?" ask Sinta anxiously.

"Not times the power." Yogi pulled the car over. Then check his phone.

Gluey!

His phone is still dead.

They looked at me, then drowned.