Romisa Life

55

The night began to get late and because of the satiety made Misa fall asleep earlier. She lay so soundly on the sofa with a book covering her entire pretty face.

While in the music room.

The treng...Trengs.

The sound of the melody is so false that it comes from musical instruments that are plucked, namely the guitar. The tone was so irregular in the original quote that anyone who heard it immediately frowned wanting to cover their ears.

As long as the irregular melody was created from a handsome man sitting on a single sofa without a kick, he was so excited about strumming guitar strings accompanied by a man in front of him equally holding a guitar.

While the secretary Tang sat on a chair in the corner of the room, observing the two who played guitar.

"Huft.. why is it so hard to just pick! Why must there be a key to everything!" said Arga annoyed while continuing to pluck the origin on the strings.

"Sorry sir. If the key E is not like that the placement of his fingers. But like this." Said the man as a guitar teacher showing pressure on the chord point in his guitar.

Humphs... Arga snorted in annoyance, and again he just pressed the guitar chord.

"Tang, is it true that you brought this really a good music teacher?"

Tang glanced at the man who was as a teacher. "True sir, even though he's the same age as the master, but he's the best guitar player in the country." The answer.

"Ck." Arga clucked bitterly, glancing disdainfully at the man before him.

"Why I wasn't taught properly!" His touch. Then...

Brakes.

Roughly put the guitar on a round table in the middle of the sofa they were sitting on.

Huh... Tang exhaled slowly. Indeed his master alone from earlier was just angry and did not learn properly, not the fault of this teacher.

"Master, instead of this teacher already teaching correctly, and showing the finger movements to press into each guitar key."

Arga stared intently at Tang. "You defended her huh."

Yes, I defend the right and awaken the Lord.

"No sir." Said Tang lying.

Then Arga turned to stare intently at her teacher. "And you, why just say the keys. When to play the song!" Sentak Arga who has been filled with frustration.

The man lowered his gaze not daring to stare directly. "Sorry Mr. Arga, to be able to play a song we have to know every guitar key first, then we go to the session to play the song."

Huhhhhh... Arga snorted again while throwing his face away.

"Alright, show me how fast to master every key of the guitar." He pointed at the guitar on the table.

The guitar teacher was still down.

"Only by remembering and demonstrating Mr. Arga, can you quickly master."

Highlight Arga's eyes increasingly sharpened dislike. "You doubt my memory?"

Quickly whizzing. "No sir, how dare I doubt your abilities." The reply is still down.

Arga breathed a rough breath, he again picked up the guitar on the table. "Alright, quickly teach me the right again don't make me dizzy with what keys it is."

Tang stared with the look of his eyes dimming slightly to the two men. Is the master not sleepy?... He glanced at the watch on his wrist. It's been 11pm, isn't there any more time.

"Ekhem." Call Tang stop the movement of Arga's fingers strumming the guitar.

Arga looked at me without speaking.

Arga seemed to think for a moment. "True you said, too" he said as he put the guitar on the table.

Relief seemed from the look in Tang's eyes as well as the man who was the teacher seemed to be outstretched by a small smile.

Arga moved from his seat. "All right, we'll keep going again tomorrow now you go home."

The guitar teacher stood up and half bowed respectfully. "Okay, good rest."

"That you also go home and deliver this teacher" Arga said.

"Good sir." Fast Tang.

Arga came out of the music room and passed towards his room.

*****

The handsome man, entered the still brightly lit room. As soon as she turned around after locking the door, Arga's gaze immediately fell on a figure who was asleep on her back on the sofa. He approached the beautiful girl, then picked up the book that covered her pretty face.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Arga murmured softly in the interlude of a smile.

Then he bowed to watch the face of Misa more closely. And...

Cup.

He kissed the brow of the Mass very gently.

Arga tucked his arm between the shoulder and the nape of the knee of Misa's body, then with great care not to wake her he walked slowly to the bed.

There was a movement from the Mass that rubbed the head into Arga's chest. "Lingaa. eat." A small thud came out from his lips that moved as if to taste.

Arga's eyebrows raised next to his head looked at the beautiful face in his carrying.

"Why is he always delirious about the name of a beast? Did he read a fairy tale book," he murmured in surprise.

Arga threw the tiny body of Misa on the bed in a slow, cautious motion. And at the moment will release his arm which is under the shoulder of Misa. Suddenly...

Sreet.

Misa rolled towards him, thus overrunning Arga's arm.

Arga frowned, slowly trying to pull his arm but did not make it out. "Your body is tiny but why is it so heavy. Am I the only one who has no energy."

"Hmm..," the body of the Mass wriggled back. And...

Grep.

He hugged Arga's shoulder and clung tightly to her.

"Hey." Arga's strangulation choked as his face clung to something round and soft. This... this is what?

Misa rubbed the hair of Arga whose head was on the chest, as if Arga was a bolster pillow.

"Lingaa. bungloon." Again while rubbing his head.

"Hey." Closed Arga's face flushed. "I'm not a lion nor am I a chameleon and you hug me like this. I can't breathe Romisa." Oceh Arga slowly in his arms, he smiled happily because in his embrace despite the unconscious state of Mass.

Not in the arms of Romisa. But Arga instead wrapped his sturdy arm around the girl's body, to return Misa's embrace and further buried her head in Misa's chest in a comfortable position.

"Huh. huh... Romisa you're driving me crazy, no matter how normal I am." Arga's murmur neutralized the breath because his heart was beating very fast as well as his face was warming red.

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