Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Want Yourself

Vast

Harsa took down her bag containing some of her clothes. Before going to the boarding house, he chose to go home to Harsa's parents for a while to say goodbye to Mama Priska. Surely he made something a made-up reason to be able to sleep at his boarding house.

"This is the car I live in, so you can use it." Harsa put the car keys on her study desk.

"No, I can ride an online motorcycle here." he refused, even if he wanted to refuse all the facilities that Harsa gave him

"You why the hell? What's my fault? Why are you angry with me?!" without realizing it, Harsa's emotions began to rise.

He can only stand while staring at his lover who seems to regulate emotions so as not to explode.

"Judah whatever you want to use this car, you still want to use the money I give or not. You want to continue your coffee business or not. Whatever..! I don't want to mean anything to you." Harsa immediately went to the door with anger, immediately making her run and hugged her lover tightly from behind.

All this feels unfair to Harsa, however, she is a man who is really responsible for her and never hurt her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to reject everything. But, I want to be alone." he explained with his hands tightly clenched the body strapping Harsa.

Harsa

Sekar was always able to make him melt, he turned his body to look at the face of his lover who was wet with tears.

His fingers rubbed the smooth face of his lover.

"I'm sorry, if you want to be alone. But don't ever ignore me if I call you. And never fuck around! If you go out, I'll take you right back to the apartment. Wanna?"

Sekar nodded and looked at him with a sad look. He kissed her lover's lips. At first it was just a kiss, but Sekar instead pulled his nape and made the kiss even hotter.

For a moment he stopped the kiss, then bought a white face again.

"Would you be alone tonight?" he said with a finger stroking the lips of ranum Sekar who still looked tempting.

His lover was still silently staring at him and his breathing was still hunting. Finally he chose to continue the hot activity, his arm immediately carried Sekar and took him to the bed that had always been their place to combine love.

Long enough the two of them ended it, yet he still kept the limit of not touching Sekar too intimately.

"You go to sleep first, later if you're asleep, then I go home" he said while stroking straight Sekar's hair.

Sekar's hand stroked his jaw with a smile, then dipped it at a glance.

He stared fixedly at the face of the woman who had managed to have her heart and at the same time made her feel lost again.

Honestly when Sekar said he wanted to be alone without himself, he felt afraid of losing this woman. The woman who changed her world. With Sekar he can feel simplicity in everything.

Simplicity in life, where he can again enjoy a roadside meal with his lover. The simplicity of love that turns out can only be expressed in words and actions, without having to with luxury goods.

"I just want us to be together forever, I want you to be" he replied confidently and sincerely from his heart.

Sekar seemed to smile thinly and sighed.

"Remain mas?" This time, the question confused him.

"Even if I'm the son of an irresponsible father and impregnate another woman?" tanya Sekar while looking closely at his face.

His finger again caressed Sekar's lips,

"You can't talk about it, however he's your father. And you need to remember, I love you without seeing anything. Where you come from, what kind of family I don't care."

"But I always see the person, the person who comes from a broken family, not necessarily himself also troubled." he explained who was able to singleness smile on the beautiful face.

Vast

He shuffled from Harsa's arms, then walked to his study table, picked up something in the drawer.

"I don't want to keep it quiet from you for too long" he said, giving a small blue box.

Harsa moved from her position and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Who are you from?" Harsa frowned looking at him fixedly after seeing a ring inside.

Her lips still chose silence and smilingly looked at her handsome lover who seemed to start regulating emotions in various ways.

"Yes, yes, who is this from?" Harsa again asked the question with great emphasis, but it made her even more to stumble upon a smile.

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