Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)
Curhatan Setitik
Yogyakarta
Vast
Showering under a shower at two in the morning is new to her. He thinks Harsa will really 'eat it' tonight. It turned out that the man only kissed her, then told her to take a warm bath before going to bed.
Really, her brain was currently tainted with me sum things like her lover. Especially when Harsa hit it very hot, sometimes making himself lost his mind, even always almost lost control.
At least take a bath with warm water according to Harsa's orders to make his body fresher and also make his brain cleaner.
"Udah? Yummy, right?" his girlfriend was looking at him who had come out of the bathroom wrapped in a white bathrobe.
His lips smiled and nodded, then replaced Harsa who wanted to refresh themselves from the effects of the alcohol they had consumed.
But his lover again teased him by peeping his lips before entering the bathroom.
"No bathing together anyway, it must be better, fresher." muttered Harsa who immediately got a sharp glint from him.
At this time the two of them had been lying on the bed in a position of hugging each other. With this position, he could see closely the handsome face of Harsa.
Until now sometimes it still feels like a dream for him to date a Harsa Dewananda, let alone sleep in the same bed like this, hugging each other.
"You're really handsome really mas.." honestly with busy hands caressing a handsome face that loved many women out there.
Harsa even laughed amusedly at the compliments he made.
"What do you want? I suddenly said that.."
His forehead immediately frowned,
"What's that?"
"You asked to kiss? What's asking diapain?" Harsa pulled back her waist so that their bodies docked together there was no gap.
"I asked you not to mess around, not to play behind me. Not flirty with girls. Ngg...."
Not finished he spoke, Harsa had already kissed his lips many times. His hand immediately pushed the face of his lover.
"I still talk about it.."
Harsa put on a smile,
"Yes I know. But if they're flirty with me, how am I supposed to be?"
"Yes, we can't defend them." he said quickly.
"Yes, my beloved.."
Harsa again enjoyed her lips, it seemed like her lips were too opiate for this lover.
"That gas was dating Arsya? Or unrequited love?" he mocked, and wanted to know how far their relationship used to be.
Harsa relaxed the embrace, then chuckled.
"I don't know how I used to be with Arsya. Said not dating, but very close already like people dating. Said to be dating, but I've never held or kissed her at all."
"Ahh..who really....?!" his god, because he was not sure of Harsa's words.
Harsa glanced at him, though,
"Seriously..! Yes if just hug the same kiss cheek yes ever, but it's only limited to greeting when you meet, not because of romantic."
"Me sum kali.not romantic..!" the salam immediately made Harsa laugh.
"Arsya's mom is a really big type, does it look like?" look again, honestly not because of jealousy but just want to know.
Harsa immediately looked at him fixedly,
"You're jealous of Arsya?"
He was even surprised by Harsa's question, does he look like a jealous person?
"No, not at all. I even like Arsya, even though I know that I used to like her. But if from my perspective, it seems that the mas is not right is the same mbak Arsya." he said honestly without further ado.
Harsa rubbed her head in a fit of anxiety,
"Yes, I was wrong. I did not give any clarity with Arsya at that time, I went with her, but I also went with other girls. At that time Arsya was also still in school, I was in college, far away."
"Yes used to be close again with Arsya because he was the same guy there was a problem. But yes he chose to go back to his guy rather than the same me." Harsa told me while laughing softly.
He stared fixedly at Harsa's handsome face, his hands stroking Harsa's chest.
"But who is here now?"
He waited for Harsa's answer with a meaningful look, while biting his lower lip.
"My future wife who again seduces me this is." whispered Harsa right in front of her face with her hand that had pulled back her waist.
"Don't go fishing if you don't want responsibility. I'm really checking if you have to design in the bathroom constantly." now his hiss and a gust of Harsa sweep his ear lobes.
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Harsa
Five years of not meeting his best friend, makes it seem like less time to talk about all things with Genta
"That means you're in London how many years are you?"
"About two years away anyway, a long time yes.Tails long ago in London." replied Genta while laughing.
"That's why.I didn't want to live there in New York. You can live, you just have to count. Not yet cost the chick there, haduuhhh..."
His words made Genta back up, because his best friend was very understanding how he had behaved so far.
"When will you marry Sekar?" Genta looked at him, then sipped coffee.
"Not now Ta, you know what age he is?" clearly while chuckling.
Genta shook his head while wrinkling his face.
"Under me 9 years Ta, he is still 19 years old" he replied with a chuckle.
Genta's face instantly changed drastically upon hearing his reply, Genta's eyes seemed to be rounded with a shocked expression.
"Whaaattt??!! Really, really far from usual. Didn't you never want to be far away? Means that Sekar is indeed completely different from the others, the proof until you bend your knees is that.."
He chuckles, he chuckles,
"You know how..."
"If you see Sekar, he does look very ordinary compared to my girls yesterday. The dress is ordinary, the way of dress is also ordinary, far from the word branded."
Genta knew how the women used to be, even though they had never met for a long time. Women who are also from the upper class with top branded items that stick throughout their body curves.
"He lived alone, his mother had died, his father had long gone to leave them from Sekar still in school.But I already know who his father, the businessman also in Surabaya."
Genta seemed to listen to his story,
"Seriously? So he's been living alone all this time? It's really sorry. But you still have to ask for his father's blessing, however he's Sekar's parents."
He sighed and nodded his head,
"Yes, she's the most persistent woman I've ever met. Bayangin aja, he was desperate to go back and forth Depok-Semarang to stay in college with a scholarship and still run the duties of a tourist ambassador. Plus he's still part time at the coffee place. Crazy right?"
"Yes for sure if it's Ta, but I also have to remain vigilant with his father. He as a parent can leave the child so, at least yes sorry it has become less value in my eyes."
The clapper nodded his head,
"Everything in love is the same as Sekar. I see.i see.gue now Sekar is not a mediocre woman. The proof is to make a Harsa Dewananda bend the knee" said Genta with a big smile.
"Every now I bring him to stay at home, papa mama is also happy if Sekar stays at home. First want me to tell you to live in the apartment with me, mama was angry." her waves were immediately greeted with laughter by Genta.
"Where can you agree, it can be a long matter if you bring him to live together in the apartment. Not that Sekar ngurusin lo business, but there are even ngurusin lo in the apartment. Lo work to make babies continue to exist." said Genta who really understands himself and his past.
This time he could not control his laughter,
"When I can sigh together like you two, I want to have my son Ta."
"Sighing is very easy, this run out can also, as long as not to sigh to make children. Hold it first, pity Sekar, he is still plain as it looks. I just hold the same Prisha, even though it feels already in the crown, yes how to channel the important thing is not until it is premature."
The words of his best friend always made his consciousness recover. He knows Genta is a man who can still take care of things before his time, although yes definitely more than just sleeping together.
But Genta is better than he is already exploring, even with only two women ending up in bed. Indeed he admitted that, even last night he almost lost control if only Sekar did not try to resuscitate him.
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