PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

Chapter 149 WILL YOU MARRY ME

Yogi directly revoked his phone charger as well as Sinta's phone charger.

"Kok's been yanked, A?" ask Sinta.

"Let's not shorting" replied Yogi.

"We can't call Surya, dong," said Sinta.

"Yes. Later, at the hotel, I tried to. Don't forget to bring tissue. Nih." Yogi takes a tissue in his car, and gives it to Sinta. Let's not forget.

"Say people, entered into rice, A," said Sinta.

"Yes. He could also say. But I've never tried" said Yogi.

"But here, where do you buy rice?" ask Sinta.

"Let's find a rice shop. Buy a sack of all. Haha." Yogi is not.

"Don't be serious, even kidding!" Sinta immediately pouted.

"Some of you are very tense. I'll buy you again. Buy the same, yes," said Yogi.

"That's not the case, A. But there are a lot of college assignments that I keep there. The photos we had also must have said all deh," said Sinta with annoyance.

"Well, how else? But then try to get cold. Patience, Love." Yogi menowel Sinta's chin.

They arrived at a hotel. Same hotel with Surya and Nadia check in.

But because they're not related, so they don't know.

Actually Surya has sent a message to Yogi, where he is staying. But Surya's message was unread by Yogi.

"We've got a one-room message, A?" ask Sinta. He heard Yogi had only booked one room at the reception.

"Do you dare sleep alone?" ask Yogi.

"No really. But..."

Sinta had not been able to continue her sentence, Yogi had already withdrawn his hand. Yogi didn't want them to argue about the room in front of the receptionist.

Sinta can only give up. Despite the fear, having to sleep one room with a Yogi.

The yogi opens the door of the room, which they unknowingly are next to Surya's room.

"You go to the bathroom first. Keep showering and changing his clothes." Yogi handed Sinta's bag he was carrying.

Sinta put her bag on the chair. His intention was to take the clothes he would wear. But not yet.

"How much will you go?" ask Sinta innocently.

"Do you want us to shower together?" goda Yogi's.

The blush!

Sinta's face blushed. Then he hurried into the bathroom. I forgot to take his shirt.

Yogi just silences.

Most shouts. Inner Yogi.

Yogi took off all his clothes. Only the boxer. Then he sat down while trying to dry their phones with a tissue.

And it's true. Sinta yelled asking for her shirt on Yogi.

"A...!" screams Sinta from the bathroom.

"Yes, Love" said Yogi.

"Please take my shirt, dong," pinta Sinta.

"Which one? Take it yourself," said Yogi. He was busy drying his phone.

"I don't wear clothes" said Sinta, who opened the bathroom door.

"There's a towel there!" yogi Sahut.

"Shame, A!" say Sinta.

"I crumpled, deh," said Yogi.

Sinta looked outside. He saw Yogi sitting on the chair where he had placed the bag. Her bag was put by Yogi on the table.

Yogis are busy with their phones wet with sea water.

Slowly Sinta came out wearing only a towel wrapped around her body.

"Aa said he wanted to break," said Sinta.

"I want to hear you again, Love" said Yogi.

Sinta finally came closer to the table. Then his hand reached for his big bag.

Yogi noticed Sinta's smooth body. His jaw up and down saw a body that was just wrapped in a towel.

Yogi grabbed Sinta's body, standing right in front of her.

Sinta clutched her chest with one hand to the other.

"You are beautiful, Love" said Yogi. Her eyes did not come off Sinta's face.

Sinta was wrong. He doesn't know what to do. Yogi kept looking at her.

"I...wear clothes first yes, A," said Sinta with a vibrating voice.

"Let's go, Love. I still want to look at you" Yogi said.

"I'm ashamed, A," said Sinta.

"Why should I be ashamed? He said he wanted to marry me?" ask Yogi.

"I...Ja. Ta...but...." Not yet Sinta continued her sentence, Yogi had stood up and grabbed Sinta's lips.

Like that time on the beach, Sinta could not refuse it.

Even now Sinta is more courageous. Maybe because there were only two of them in the room.

Yogi guided Sinta all the way to the edge of the bed. And subconsciously, her hand released Sinta's towel.

Sinta. Immediately she let go of her lips and crouched down to grab back her towel.

Yogi. He pulled Sinta's innocent body until she stood up again.

Yogi looked at her with a rumbling chest. Sinta could no longer speak.

And I don't know who started it, their bodies are already on the bed.

They rolled back like they were on the beach.

They forget themselves. Their minds equally flew to the seventh heaven.

They're headed to nirvana. To the peak of enjoyment that they should not have deserved.

Until finally, Yogi managed to break into the Sinta defense goal.

Then they were both sprawled with smiles on their lips.

"A.." call Sinta who is lying on Yogi's side.

"Yes, Love" said Yogi.

"We've done it?" ask Sinta.

Yogi raised his body. Then look at Sinta's face.

"Yes. You sorry?" ask Yogi.

Sinta.

"I'll propose to you soon. I will marry you, Sinta," said Yogi.

Sinta nodded. I don't feel her eyes glazed.

"Don't cry, Love. Don't stain this happiness with tears." The yogi removes the clear hairs in Sinta's eyes that begin to descend.

"I cried because I was happy, A" said Sinta.

"Yes. I'm also very happy. Because I will have you forever" said Yogi.

"A promise to be mine forever?" ask Sinta.

"It's not just a promise, love. But I'll prove it." Yogi kissed Sinta's forehead gently.

Sinta is not Nadia who can only cry and regret what Surya has done to her.

Sinta is happy because hers has been owned by the person she loves so much.

Yogi is no less happy. Then she hugged Sinta's innocent body.

"We go to sleep, love. I am tired and sleepy" said Yogi.

"Yes, A. I'm the same, too" said Sinta. Then his hand pulled the blanket that was the base they had made love.

The blanket that witnesses the rupture of Sinta's hymen. A blanket that will warm their bodies.

Yogi tightly hugged Sinta's body inside the blanket. Sinta hugged her head against Yogi's chest.

They both slept. Forgetting for a moment the phones of those who died in the sea.

Yogi did not want to let go of Sinta, even though one hand that was worn pads felt very sore.

Sinta felt very comfortable in the arms of her lover. The lover will soon be her husband. Because Yogi will definitely apply for Sinta soon.

"Will you marry me?" whispered Yogi in Sinta's ear, while she was awake.

Sinta nodded even though her eyes were still closed.