PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

Chapter 98 DROPPING HEARTS

Viona smiles. Then look slowly. He saw that the Son was trying to stand up, and walked after him.

The son took Viona's hand.

"Where are you going?" ask Putra.

"To the top of that hill." Viona pointed towards a small hill not too far from her place.

"Do you like that place?" ask the Son again.

Viona nodded.

Ever since she had memories of that hill, Viona had loved it.

Whereas in the past, the time of Viona was small even before meeting the Son, there was no intention in the least there.

The hill is for some people around the coast, considered haunted and sacred. Although Viona doesn't really believe it.

But the negative image of the hill also makes Viona reluctant to touch it.

Because rarely people who come there, make many couples who will pervert, choose the hill. Because it is considered safe, it will not be disturbed by others.

"We're going there." The son pulled Viona's hand and ran over there.

Viona no longer needs to worry, because she will go up there with the Son. The man who touched his lips and heart.

Slowly they went up the hill. The road is uphill and quite steep, making the Son must hold Viona's body from below.

And patiently, the Son who usually moved quickly, waited for Viona who walked up slowly.

The wind that was blowing louder and orange color from dusk that began to arrive, began to be felt when they reached the top.

Unlike their first meeting which only reached the first peak, now they are at the highest peak.

From there is a serene expanse of sea, with small waves chasing each other.

Viona looked at him with admiration. Creation of the Almighty is very beautiful.

"See what?" son asked, hugging Viona from behind.

Her hands clenched tightly around Viona's waist all the way to her stomach. Viona's hand was placed on the Son's hand.

And just as he had done, the Son placed his chin on Viona's shoulder.

Viona felt her book stand up. But he won't refuse. These were the best moments for him.

The moment he awaited. Both with the Son in the same place as at their first meeting.

"Mh...Sea-brow. It's so beautiful" Viona replied with a trembling voice.

"If I see you, can't you? I'm tired of seeing the sea" asked the Son.

Viona blushed in embarrassment. Face blushing. Fortunately the son did not see it.

"Can. But don't be long" replied Viona.

"Why?" ask Putra.

"Will be bored if it takes too long. Like you're tired of seeing the sea" replied Viona.

"No going. I'll never get tired of seeing you, Viona...!" said the Son right in Viona's ear.

The blush!

Viona's face turned red. The feathers go back to the creeps. His heart is beating so fast. Chests rumbling. Cold sweat started to come out.

"Your hands are so cold. You cold?" ask Putra.

Viona.

"Cirain is cold. I'm ready to warm you up" said the Son in a mischievous tone.

"Are you a stove?" ask Viona the origin.

"I'm not a stove. But I am Surya. That'll warm you up, then disappear at night. And I will return the next day, without having you call," answered the Son.

"The Solar?" Viona remembered Surya. The man who was very fond of him.

"Yes." Yeah."

The son also remembered the name of a friend, who had never met for a long time. Maybe they will never even meet.

The work of the Son that does not allow him to find his friends. Including his little girl who once filled the niche of the Son's heart.

The son could only swallow his saliva. Remembering the terrible events that befell him and his parents.

"Vion...!" whispered the Son gently.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend? Or do you have a boyfriend now?" ask Putra.

Viona.

"I can't believe it. You're beautiful. Attractively. There is no way a man will reject you" said the son.

"Not all men like beautiful women" said Viona.

He remembers Surya. Surya rejected it and preferred Nadia. Viona is definitely more beautiful and attractive than Nadia.

"Oh yeah? The stupid man was his name. The man was created to enjoy the woman with all her beauty. And if the man rejects a beautiful woman, there may be something more interesting for him than beauty" said Putra.

"Example?" Viona wants to know why Surya refused.

"Simplicity" answered the Son.

The son once loved his little girl, because of her simplicity. Not because of her beauty. Because her little girl isn't very pretty.

His face is ordinary. Her skin is not as white as Viona's.

Simplicity. Viona. Is that what Surya likes about Nadia?

Yep. Nadia was born into a wealthy family, but had a very simple nature.

She's not like other rich girls, who go to college by car. Nadia prefers to ride a matic bike that costs less.

Nadia rarely go to the mall and hunt for branded goods.

He prefers to walk to the beach or the mountains. And wear makeshift clothes. Not cheap clothes either.

"If you prefer a beautiful woman or a simple one?" ask Viona.

"The beautiful but simple. Haha." The son laughed out loud.

"Why?" ask Viona. Because Viona thought, it wasn't her.

The beautiful Viona wants to always look luxurious, even though she has to be clever to skimp on food.

"Let's not spend money!" The son laughed again.

Viona was silent.

"But be calm. Not all our desires must be fulfilled. No human is perfect. And if I get a beautiful woman like you, when I refuse? It's stupid, me."

Viona smiled, because it meant that the Son did not reject her.

Dusk is moving away and will be replaced by the darkness of the night.

And in the dimness, the lips of the Son and the lips of Viona fused.

They make use of the rest of the twilight by ticking each other and *******.

Until the sun really got to the contest, and changed the dark night. Because the moon still does not want to show its beauty.

Viona was flying. The taste you always want to enjoy.

"It's dark. We go down, yuk," take the Son.

Viona nodded. Then Viona grabbed the Son's hand and returned them slowly down the hill.

"I'm hungry. Will you accompany me to eat?" ask Son

"Where?" ask Viona.

"Do you have any good restaurant references around here?" The son asked back.

"You must be tired of eating fish. How about some regional specialties?"

"OKAY. You're okay, going home alone at night?" ask Putra. Because he can't take Viona home.

"Pure. This is my hometown. I know the road very well, and I know a lot of people here" replied Viona.

"Yes already. Then, we'll get there immediately," take the Son.

They walked to the restaurant that Viona meant. Because it's not too far away.

"That's the place. Still not too many. But the night it gets, the more crowded." Viona pointed at a restaurant with a unique appearance.

The son embraces Viona entering the restaurant. Viona's eyes skimmed through a fairly spacious room. Find an empty table for them.

And Viona's eyes stopped on a familiar figure.

Their eyes stared at each other sharply.

"Yogi....!"