Rosie Sanders!
Like a mountain rock
Miguel's heart seemed to be pinched hard, so hard as his wife held back the longing to make the woman look worthy of her little child, who was on a bribe of chocolate candy. Staring at her expectantly so that her small desire can be granted.
Miguel could only nod slowly while smiling warmly. He was determined to meet the child, even though he had to beg even on his knees, he sincerely did so.
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While in a place far from the hustle and bustle of civilization, it appears a man is watering vegetable plants that look so fertile. His smile expands when he sees the plant is so lush.
A year of living away from the millennial life, making him accustomed to a life that is all as it is.
Armed with vegetable seeds left behind by the owner of the cabin where he lived, he tried to survive even though it was difficult at the beginning of his life.
"Like I planted too much this time, this vegetable will definitely be more mubasir. If I had a neighbor..." His monologue stared at the expanse of his garden with a variety of slightly saturated feelings.
Staying alone there, sometimes causing a sense of extreme saturation. But that was the only life he could live. Still able to breathe in as much oxygen as he wanted, that was more than enough. The first three months of his life there were the hardest things in his life.
Torture for the sake of torture he received to make him ask to be killed. He could no longer bear the pain all over his body.
Not to mention having to accept the most bitter reality for a man, when his property already has no function ere ksi. But again he should be grateful, still given the opportunity to have a new life even though it does not match his expectations.
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Noora walked hurriedly towards the direction of the emergency stairs, half running small, the woman to the point of not not not noticing her footsteps anymore.
When he was about to climb the first ladder, his shoes slipped. Sturdy arms support his body, Noora who has resigned will fall at the end of his open both eyes.
"Paul.." said slowly, his heartbeat was getting worse when too close to the man. The masculine aroma that emanated from Paul's body, again made him remember the events of two months ago.
The moment where he was carried away by the flow of the atmosphere, to make it end by exchanging saliva with the man. What a most embarrassing moment for her. Since then Noora has always avoided Paul, if he barely passed the handsome man. Like this time, but unfortunately run away from the man instead make his entrance in a sturdy arm of Paul.
"Why are you running in shoes this high? You could've fallen over earlier if I hadn't helped you immediately." Omel Paul was anxious to see the behavior of Noora who was still avoiding him.
"Ck, if you're not sincere in helping me why are you doing it." Noora's reply was unfriendly. Paul simply smiled knots, seeing how Noora was trying to build a barrier with her.
"I'm sincere, very sincere. You're the only one who can't feel the sensitivity of my heart." Paul is ambiguous.
"Custom to say softly, you're a woman. What else to me, do you know tomorrow-tomorrow I am a chosen soul mate sent by God, to accompany a fierce woman like you." Paul began to hang out.
"Dream it, Mr. Paul Scout!" Noora pushes Paul's body to hit the wall, although not strong but Paul tries to look weak in front of the woman.
The woman who had stolen her heart since she first met three years ago. And made her end up being a CCTV technician officer at the hotel. Leaving his luxurious life, by pretending to be a boarding boy who wander the city.
In fact Paul is the second son of the Scout family, the owner of the IT company also has several companies in other fields outside and within the country.
Now her efforts were not in vain, the woman had become a widow. And he won't give up this time, when the opportunity is still wide open worthy of a toll road. He'll be gas pol without the brakes again.
"Look at the haughty Miss Noora, I'll make you never escape from me again. Oh my love, soon the magnificent guarantee will be a binding witness to our life story." Paul turned towards his study, although Noora already knew who he was. Paul keeps working there, with a schedule of likes.
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Three months had passed, and until now, Charlotte's only hope remained. Her daughter still can not be found even though just looking at her from afar. Novandra has talked to her sister many times about the circumstances of their parents who miss her so much. But Noora remained unmoved. Novaldo was unceasing to make his brother want to return, but Noora's hard heart was like an unquenchable mountain rock.
"Oh my God, Paul! Stop following me, aren't you bored?" Noora's growled with annoyance.
"No! To stalk you like an ant chasing sweet sugar, is a new hobby in my life since I've known you. So you're free to be so angry that your neck veins break, I won't care." Said Paul lightly. Her sweet smile was always offered wholeheartedly, to the woman who was three years older than her.
"Didn't you have another job? You're such a bitch!" Ketus Noora passed by did not forget to give a small gift on Paul's instep to make the man grimace holding the pain.
"Feel that!" Noora muttered with a satisfied smile. The woman drove her car towards her residence in a corner of the city. An environmentally friendly middle class housing, with neighbors who value each other through their warm greetings and friendly smiles.
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Noora stared at her reflection in front of the mirror in her room, tonight she will attend a dinner invitation from a family in the complex.
That's what he used to do for one year, dinner alternately they do in one block.
At first he didn't like her much, he needed his own privacy. But at the end Noora was getting used to all the habits that had been created in the environment.
