Romisa Life

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Arga entered the room that was already dark, he circulated a look for a girl. His eyes stopped when the one in search had fallen asleep on the bed with the blanket already exposed to the hips.

With a smile on his lips, the handsome man approached the bed and slowly stepped on the bed. Arga slept sideways facing Mass while allowing a blanket to be found on the body of the Mass.

"You've gone to sleep. Are you afraid if I ask her tonight?" Pause for a moment, he got rid of the hair that covered the beautiful face of Misa. "And I haven't learned the steps either." Arga muttered softly and then smiled rubbing the smooth cheeks.

Sruuk...

Arga tucked one arm down Romisa's neck very slowly with great care for the girl to enter into the embrace and embrace.

"Look at the romantic family guidebook, the way the husband and wife sleep harmoniously like this the way," muttered Arga while allowing the head of the Mass to face her face.

Cup.

Arga kissed Misa's forehead gently and then sheathed both while hugging the girl's tiny body with the other hand gently stroking Mass's long hair.

"Emm." The head of the Mass moved a little. "Singaaa..," the delirium was slow but still clearly heard by Arga.

"Why does he always call the name of the beast while sleeping? Is that her favorite animal or her pet?" Arga muttered as he continued to caress that long hair.

The lips of the Mass tasted as if chewing food, scratching the corners of his lips with fingers. "Bebaas... liona... lions.." Mass delirium again in between the eyes.

The handsome man chuckled softly. "You, if you want to free the lion from its cage, you will be free. Take it to bring all the dreams." Said quietly Arga pinching the tip of Misa's nose and peeling her.

Misa's brows frowned as Arga's lips touched her skin, but unkemptly made the girl open her eyes.

"It turns out that the guidebook was useful enough that I knew how to close the distance to Romisa," Arga muttered and he sighed Misa's body into an embrace and tightened her arms around the girl's tiny body, then he closed his eyes following Mass to dreamland.

*****

Arga woke up from his sleep at one third of the night because he felt a cramp in his arm and shoulders which still cushioned the head of the Mass.

"Ah." Ringis Arga with her slowly open eyes instantly berirobok on the girl in her arms who looks peaceful and calm in sleep.

Arrggh.. My hands are numb. so sleep Romisa.

And with a slow movement full of caution Arga was about to pull his arm back but suddenly...

Grep.

Romisa hugged the man's body with one leg on the lift hitchhiking to Arga's body as if Arga was a bolster pillow.

Puk..pan..puk.

But Romisa unconsciously instead patted Arga's hands like patting a pillow and then rubbed his head looking for a comfortable position on Arga's upper arm.

"What a guidebook is fake. Not the romantic name but the critical one that exists. Tang, you tortured me with your fake book," muttered Arga rubbing her face violently by a free hand.

Hah..sighed softly, glancing at the beautiful girl in his arms. Arga again tried to pull the arm along with shifting the head of the Mass full of caution, until finally the girl's head had moved to the pillow and immediately turned the body to sleep on Arga's back.

"Hey, you sleep on my back. It's made my hands numb like this, but you're actually good at sleeping soundly." Arga murmured towards Misa while sticking out his hand and rubbing his flushed look throbbing pain.

"Mmm...," Mass delirium seeks a comfortable position on the pillow sound asleep quietly.

Though his arms have been freed from the head of the Mass. Arga could no longer continue to sleep because she still felt pain in her hands.

Until the dawn of the Adhan arrives. The Mass is moving the body left and right. Then slowly blink his eyes.

The half-lying Arga leaned to the edge of the bed watching every movement of the Mass.

"Yourself?" Arga's voice sounded heavy and clear.

Misa still did not fully realize from waking up, she lightly answered Arga's question.

"Yes very sad and his-" Misa's speech came to a halt as she was directly faced with Arga who was staring unreadably.

"Eh." Shocked the Mass was still.

"And what?" tanya Arga demands further.

Misa smiled wily." My friends aren't sleeping?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.

Arga did not answer the question, instead he directly got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom leaving Mass staring confused.

As the man walked, Misa saw Arga's red-looking hand in her hand.

What happened to his hands? Did he fall out of bed all that red? But this bed is a large size. Falling down and I slept too little.

SERIATE....