Sincerity Love Mentari
Chapters 140. Unexpected
"It hurts." Kluh Tari lirih.
"A little while." Answer Alfian.
"I can't move, spare my chest." Dance Word.
"Let me give you artificial breath if it's ampek." Reply Alfian.
When Alfian's mouth had begun to approach on the rambunctious lips. Unexpected things start happening again.
💕💕💕💕
Tap
Tap
Tap
An ever-closer roar of steps was inaudible to the two of them. Maybe because they are both.
"What are you doing here?" Ask a beakbaya man.
"Oh Father." Alfian's voice jolted confirming the position that was currently supporting his girl's body.
"Tumben you were here?" Alfian asked casually as if nothing had happened after being discovered.
"That's me here to see the vacant land that would be used for a big funeral." The tomb guard replied somewhat.
"Yes sir is safe on duty." Alfian said briefly.
"Thank you, if you'll excuse me." Surround the tomb guard with respect.
Usually the tomb guards did not rarely encounter a pair of young men in such a desolate place. Often also the keeper of the tomb menatai them with the frills of young people now or now is the era of crazy.
Not for this young man. The caretaker of the tomb knew him very well because Alfian often made pilgrimages to the tomb of his sister.
The girl beside Alfian was already embarrassed by being caught by the unexpected incident. Alfian opened the door of his love wagon as the Girl's mind went nowhere in shame.
"When are you here?" Alfian asked to see the Girl still not moving at all.
"Will not go home?" Alfian's re-question as he approached his mouth at the ears of the Girl.
The girl looked at the source of the voice. Unexpected events are back. Whether intentional or not that definitely makes Mentari more embarrassed.
Cup
(What the hell was that?)
Accidentally back again a lips that accidentally naughty about the pinkish lips of the girl he gave a whisper. Don't tell me it's a demonic whisper because there was a grave keeper aka the third person who caught them in a position that embarrassed him.
"It's not my fault." Elak Alfian's.
"Who's fault?" Ask The Girl.
"Wrong Kuntilanak?" Continue while pushing Alfian's body away from the door of his wagon.
Braaaaac
It does not sound yes that the sound of the Limitid edition wagon door is quite - quite very expensive. Sit Mentari now rests his back on the back of the chair next to Pak Kusir.
Alfian himself was still standing beside his wagon. He leaned his body on the door of his car for a long time.
"Mas Al is still here?" Ask the Cemetery Guard.
"Where was the girl? Getting angry?" Ask again.
"The father asked like a car. It's long." Alfian said without answering the Father's question.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Said The Father.
"It's already in the wagon." Alfian.
"This Alfian mas, nice car like gini spelled out a wagon." Obviously The Father.
"This can also be damaged sir, and if severe could be mending junkyard also carts can still be used." Obviously Alfian who had never had a sense of pride in him since long ago.
"That was the future wife sir. God willing this week will be married." Obviously Alfian so that the Guardians of the tomb do not misunderstand.
"The father of the family came? Invitation must have arrived at Father's house." Alfian.
"Yes, we and the InshaAllah family are coming." Answer The Father.
"I said yes, sir, it's very late." Pamit Alfian is polite.
"Be careful." The Father's Message.
"Sir, thank you for reminding me." Answer Alfian.
Alfian walked around his love wagon. He opened the door and sat in the steering wheel.
The father of the tomb guard is still a pure Javanese who still believe in mystical things. The message given to the Youth who are getting married in the near future is considered a sacred message, including Alfian.
Alfian is getting married soon. This made Alfian also have to be wary of everything that would happen.
That was because that young man had a rival in the business world that was extremely ruthless. Anything is done to get what they want.
Alfian saw the future wife with a face that was still flushed like a ripe tomato ready to be picked. It made this young man want to tease her.
"Red is so much face." Temptation Alfian while justifying his seat belt.
"What cooking?" Ask the girl next to the driver.
"Misunderstand the times." Continue Tari turned to look at the driver sir.
"If so my eyes have problems dong." Alfian.
"Maybe." Answer The Girl.
"Then I buy glasses let's see them clearly." Pinta Alfians.
"That's glasses are also just perched." Point at the Girl by showing the index finger on the glasses that are attached to the Alfian T-shirt.
"If you use glasses that are not the better even the more opaque to be unable to see." Obviously Alfian to the Girl by taking off the sunglasses perched on her shirt and thrusting it.
"If it's like that if I'm holding it wrong how?" Ask Alfian.
"meaning?" Ask back the Girl by squinting her eyes do not understand.
"Yes hold this, hold it if you can not see it means there is no fiternya dong." Alfian.
"If it's legal, it doesn't matter, if it can't be berabe." Alfian explained.
"Because of you, his mind is dirty to the point of spreading everywhere." Said the Girl ketus looking in front of the glass cart.
"The road." The Girl's Order.
"Where's the road?" Alfian asked with a crisp smile.
"Say I'll buy glasses." Obviously The Girl.
"Ok - Ok." Alfian said as he turned on his wagon engine.
Alfian drove his wagon to the Mall to shop for necessities to buy at their wedding. From the needs of the kobul ijab until the party only the two of them disconnect it to buy the needs that are just the two of them.
The cart drove across the street. Many road users were envious of the wagon owners.
"Luckily you could own that fancy car?" Said one road user.
"Yes, he must be very rich. But who is the owner?"
Many road users comment like that. No one knows the owner of the car.
The cart is parked on the side of a fairly crowded highway. He never worried if something happened to his car.
Alfian realized it was just a treat so he never glorified every single one of his possessions. Alfian put his sunglasses back on again before coming out of the wagon.
