Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Still Together With The Others

Djakarta,

Harsa

His eyes did not blink looking at the beautiful girl walking towards him. Her lips immediately smiled as she met the woman who was still in her heart.

"Woi mas..!" greet Arsya towards him so cheerfully, somehow Arsya's behavior always makes him laugh.

The girl is very beautiful and has a beautiful body, exactly with the stature of Arsya's parents. However, Arsya's behavior is far from graceful, even when the girl is wearing a dress like now.

"When did you become more graceful? More like a woman?" ask when they are already in the car while starting the car engine.

Arsya looked at herself from the bag down, then frowned while looking at her.

"It's already graceful, I've been wearing a dress you know?! It's beautiful like this, don't you feel it?"

Arsya's reply suddenly made him stupefied, though,

"The figure is not seen from you wearing a dress, but the way you talk about your gesture. There's a lot of that behavior."

Arsya glanced at him, though,

"Until any time I can't be graceful if it's a problem. It's also what gini is. Are you walking down the street, or am I going back to my room?!" salak the girl.

"Kiss first the cake." Godnya without looking at Arsya in the least.

"I said Mas Genta?!"

"Say, don't be afraid of me if it's just the same Genta. Sana says, Harsa asked to kiss that!" he said as he started driving his car out of the hotel.

Arsyans

Sometimes he glanced at the man next to him. Still handsome, even look more handsome and mature. Understandably they had been together to live a relationship without a clear status for two years, when he was still in High School and Harsa was in college.

"If you want to say I'm more handsome can you know Sya, do not need to be harbored while stealing a glance." murmured Harsa while mengawing a smile, immediately made him glance lazy.

"Who is also a stealer, I am very concerned directly, do not have to use the steal." he explained clearly without any embarrassment.

Harsa immediately laughed at the answer, though,

"There are girls as honest and frontal as you, I said again."

"Yes I am a gini person, do not like to wear shy events" he replied while chuckling.

It is what it is, what it is without being made up.

"Why are you the same guy? Any more problems?" harsa asked while looking at her as the car stopped at a red light

He shrugged his shoulders and smashed his lips,

"Again bored maybe, he's bored maybe too long waiting for me to be invited to marry."

Harsa looked to be knitting eyebrows,

"Yaudah dong if so, stay to be invited to marriage will be fine."

He also grunted quietly,

"Dad don't get me married before I start working."

The man nodded his head, then re-run his car.

"Yes there is a point too, let you know how life feels?! What kind of hard money?! So you can grow up to be a more independent and mature woman."

"May marry me, if I understand you. You do not want to be the same me." muttered Harsa who immediately made him hold back his laughter.

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Arsyans

After accompanying a series of activities a man named Harsa, made him a little tired so he fell asleep in the car.

"Cantik.bangun dong.already arrived nih..!" harsa said while pointing at her cheek with her thumb, immediately making her wake up.

His eyes were staring out the window,

"Say you want to eat? How to get home?" he asked when he saw the large building in front of his eyes today was the family home of one of the conglomerates engaged in mining, jewelry, and also hotels.

But the question was not answered at all by Harsa, because the man instead chose to get out of the car.

"Mama has made it possible for a former daughter-in-law. Cepetan down, cold hunt!" said Harsa who was opening the car door and standing right next to him.

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Semarangs,

Vast

tokkk.tokk..

tokk.tokk..

He tried to gather his consciousness after falling asleep while studying. With a shaky step he walked towards the living room to open the door.

"Beauty night." greet someone while offering a paper bag containing food.

Then the man kissed his forehead and stepped inside.

"You've been studying all day?" nanda asked as she stared at the books piled up on the living room table, then looked back at her.

He nodded and sat down on the living room sofa.

"Don't be too tired, don't be too hard. College here why? Same with me." said his lover while looking at him.

"Where, it can be here or out of town. I'm just trying, what's important is that I go to college." she replied with her hand opening the food.

"Receive my offer, go to college here. Let me pay your tuition until graduation. But you're here with me." Nanda leaned closer towards him and stared at him intensely.

Either this has been an offer to how many times from his lover, but he still will not want to. Not because he doesn't love Nanda, but rather their relationship is still dating. He will not trouble anyone, he will try to fight alone even though he is an orphan.

He shook his head which made Nanda grunt slowly.

"When are you going to be hard like this? I'm your boyfriend, if I don't help you who else?"

"Government!" his mouth was fast while giving a successful grin making Nanda's face that had been bent into laughter.

"Yes...! You are serious. I charge you college also from my own money, not ask mom papa."

"I'm also serious right, I asked the government for help first, later if the government can not help me, then I entered the proposal to your coffee shop" he explained with a smile and raised his eyebrows.

"Hmmm..." Nanda chose to lay down on the sofa.

"What is important is that you must manage the money left by your late mother as well as insurance on your behalf" added Nanda.

"Yes, but for the assets of share ownership in papa's office will not be accepted mas. I don't want to accept anything from someone who has made my life and mama's life ruined." she replied with a bright eye remembering past events that always hurt her.

"Yes it's up to you, the important thing is you so people don't be too hard. I'm here your girlfriend, not someone else." said Nanda as she rubbed the top of her head.

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