Sincerity Love Vishnu

Chapters 101. Understood you

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All the shadows of excitement seemed to evaporate. Yashna had thought that today would be a fun day because it will interact with all the participants of nature lovers who participated in the event, in fact it was ambyar already.

His sturdy bull was currently sitting next to him. His eyes did not even switch other than just to look at himself. Yashna was also feeling bad for a while. He was quite insecure when he was on Alan's side. He is a man whom many women admire. The proof is that female participants still want to invite him to talk even though it is clear how to answer Alan even without interest to stare.

“You didn't sleep?” The soft voice was loud in the ears. As usual, the man was always able to show concern that was able to vent anger when Yashna felt upset

“Hem?” Yashna. “If you just want to sleep, there is no way I follow this event,” said Yashna still chose to stare towards the glass window of the bus. Staring at the beautiful natural scenery of the route passed by the bus.

He could not bear to face the man so close. Alan's strapping body was always tilted to face him until he felt like he was being confined to surveillance.

“Never pick up the phone from me, why?”

“Males,” say Yashna flat.

“No kangen?”

“Had forgotten the taste.”

“You want me to revive our memories, let me know the weight of longing?” seducer Alan gave a smile. He loved the high ice blocks Yashna created when he was upset. It always does something to lure Yashna who will be strict in reaching his bull.

The man immediately chuckled as he got a sharp look from Yashna who had earlier as if he wanted to ignore her. Alan was never tired of getting the attention of the woman again, although his self-esteem as a man would probably decline slightly. He relented, when in fact he was the type of guy who was quite stubborn when it came to a decision.

“We used to be—”

“Ngot diem, I moved seats!” cut Yashna off irritated.

“Where to move? All full.” The man sneered, even chuckling for a moment. “You want to be bus conductor?”

“Ish!”

Yashna could only snort. He didn't expect Alan to be so annoying like that. For Yashna, her older age can still be teased all-out by a snot boy.

“We have nothing to do anymore!” yashna warned.

“Iya, I know.”

“Continue saying you're so familiar? Pake my nguntit by sabotaging seating all!” yashna's protest now attempts to stare at Alan with a bolder face.

“I'm not stalking. I'm a number donor, huh. Your accusations are unfounded!” alan sneered back, he tilted his face with a faint smile of victory as the woman before him lost the word to argue against him.

“Terus .. You sit here what does that mean? That ... sponsor should be in the motorcade at the front. Not the last bus like this,” said Yashna with a sewot voice. Alan was increasingly chuckling until forced to turn his body facing forward, slightly bending down to be able to withstand stomach pain because he really laughed loosely.

Yashna sighed. She could only clench her teeth with her hands tightly clenched. Upset, very upset. He was not even able to avoid the young man's shadow from his life.

“What do you mean?” Yashna hit upset Alan's back which was still down because her laughter had not completely stopped.

The man turned his head, giving a thin smile with shiny eye beads that revealed the handsome face of a twenty-two-year-old young man. Yashna was still trying to hold a flat expression so that her brain would not praise the snot boy who was still staring at her.

“I mean follow you?” Alan turned the question. He still smiled faintly, but his laughter had completely stopped.

“Hem.” Yashna just cleared her throat while nodding softly. “Still one month I will just give a decision between accepting you again and we think about our future, or .. Just get here and we live each other's lives peacefully, he said,” connect Yashna in a flat voice, a sentence that was responded to with a big smile Alan.

“My reason why I am still trying to contact you .. because, I assume you are still my fiancee. This is my ring I haven't taken off.” Alan hung his fingers in the air, revealing right in front of Yashna's face.

Yashna observed the white golden ring that was coiling on the ring finger of the man beside her with a stunned look, recalling the events of two years ago. Alan insisted on buying a pair of rings with money coming from bonuses for helping a friend in working on a project to design and build a garden in a mansion.

“You remember, I was angry because you bought the ring?” yashna glanced at Alan.

“You are always angry if I do anything you don't like, ” said Alan lowered his fingers then touched the ring with his other hand fingers.

“You feel that way? I'm always mad at you?” ask Yashna slowly.

The shaking of the bus that began to approach the location was increasingly felt. Yashna several times had to hold on to a horizontal trellis located on the edge of the window to maintain her balance so as not to swing and physical contact with Alan. Alan also understands that Yashna still fortifies himself with a firm attitude. Though deep in his heart, Alan had longed for the scent of the woman's body by hugging her for a moment. Kissing her lips to give her peace of mind that the woman's heart still belongs to her.

“We will arrive at the location within ten minutes! Prepare your luggage!”

The announcement from the head of the bus committee that Yashna was riding made silence because the participants chose to sleep again crowded. Yashna and Alan glanced at each other, a second later Yashna chose to melengos.

“I feel you don't like everything I do,” Alan replied later.

“Because I don't know the real you,” replies Yashna glanced at Alan's confused expression. The woman could only fold her lips to hold back the laughter.

Alan also patted Yashna's forehead until the woman's eyes were successfully closed by force. Alan was unable to hold back the laughter. For him whatever is done to Yashna is a form of affectionate touch. He did not care now that a glaring gaze was fixed on him. For him as a man, he had to be physically involved to show how much he loved and wanted him. Very different from the thoughts of women who prefer to involve emotions and comfort in showing affection.

“Celevation your stuff! we have plenty of time today to argue,” said the man lowered his head, pulling the backpack under his feet while tilting his face, looking at Yashna with a mischievous smile.

“Ish, do not enter my entourage!” hiss Yashna did not want to lose.

“That determines your path is me, not you,”replys with an annoying grin to Yashna.

“If not because you had a hand in financing the event this time ... huh! I've squeezed that shitty face of yours!” Yashna squeezed her fingers right in front of Alan until it succeeded in making the owner of the handsome face rewind his head slightly away.

“Huuu .. fear!” goda Alan then followed a loud laugh. Yashna could only hiss annoyed.

Some participants were already seen standing from chairs, moving to get off the bus while carrying their respective luggage. Yashna also waved because Setyo, the person who called her, was almost invisible because it was blocked by the line of participants who were waiting in line to get off.

“Yup! Jerk!” answer with a scream.

Yashna tidied up the luggage, not raising her face at all as it was obvious, the man before her was giving a sharp look with hardened jaws to her.

“Down?” tanya Yashna prepared to go down with her body slightly raised.

“Who is he!” A flash of jealousy and rage flashed across Alan's face. Yashna's heart was pounding, always like that. The scary glint is always revealed by the man when he finds a man looks close to him.

“Friends. Udah, move, ah. I'm going down!” decak Yashna stared intently at Alan, but the man was unmoved. His long legs blocked Yashna's way out of place.

“No! We are here!”

“Don't be silly, Alan!” Yashna breathed in frustration.

Always the same, Alan would become a stone instantly as the anger within him was peaking. However, this time Yashna will not persuade as usual. One month she was a free woman.

“He likes you! Stupid, I can see!” decaknya while hitting the seat front seat.

“What's really why? You have no right to forbid me from being close to anyone, Alan.”

The man's face looks riled up, the reddened look of the eyes already implied how angry Alan was with the words Yashna gave. However, the woman will not be daunted.

“Love me any punishment, but don't do this, please!” The face was bowed, Alan leaned his head towards the back of the chair in front of him. Yashna sat back with a deep breath.

“What's it like to hurt?” ask Yashna slowly. The bus is empty, all the participants have come down and stay the two of them. Setyo was only able to comply when Aris from bus number two dragged him down and joined the other participants.

“I asked ... what does it feel like to hurt?” repeat Yashna again. However, the man still lowered his head, immersing his face with a palm.

“Hum, I want to kick him!” answer Alan ketus.

Yashna let go of a faint smile. “Sama like that .. which I feel when you go with the woman you call a friend,” Yashna said made Alan straighten the body while looking at Yashna with a sorry look.

“Please, i'm so sorry. I'm nyesel. I ... please, please ... if you reply I'm like this, we won't be finished, Yashna.” Alan's face looked extremely frustrated.

“We're done, right?”

“No! You want to go with anyone, whatever. Your marriage is with me!” close the man while he gets up. He pulled his backpack and switched with Yashna's backpack on top. He stood up straight, waiting for Yashna to move from his chair.

“Awas! Your entourage is with me!” with anger that has not yet subsided.

Yashna could only move from her place, shift then walk first in front of Alan, she lazily argued.

Alan walked with two backpacks. One was on his back and his hand was one carrying Yashna's bag. He walked along Yashna's steps towards a row of pick-up cars carrying thousands of fruit tree seedlings to be planted.

“How this time to do?” alan's whisper lowered his face by leaning towards Yashna's ears.

“Nguji guts,” authentic Yashna origin.

“Means?” Alan looks confused. However, he continued to follow Yashna. Their interactions both managed to become the center of attention. Yahsna breathed, staring at Alan who was now beside him was observing some participants from the nature lovers group were moving tree seedlings from the pick up car and brought to the bare hills without trees growing.

“Test guts what, anyway?” Alan was still curious. He turned to look at Yashna who then looked up.

“Test your patience as I do,” said Yashna put a smile arch in the direction of Alan then took two trees from the hands of the committee.

“Sort of things, watch out!”

Yashna breezed away from Alan just like that, forcing the man to walk faster to follow Yashna's steps towards where the tree would be planted.

“Which one did you choose?” tanya Yashna had stopped in front of the hole that had been made for the media where to place the seeds she carried.

“That's what fruit seed?” alan asked, following Yashna down, he put one of Yashna's backpacks into the bushes.

“This kedondong fruit seedlings, the only rambutan fruit seedlings,” Yashna replied looking at two seeds that are still in the polybag planting media.

“I choose rambutan aja.”

“Ok.”

“I hope ... you will judge me from there.” Alan said with a trembling voice, Yashna immediately turned her head. The man's smile was etched gently as he looked at her, the look of the eyes that had now gradually normalized without harboring any more anger. Yashna was still looking forward to the continuation of the young man's speech without wanting to interrupt.

“Although I look bad on the outside, but .. like rambutan fruit. I hope you will recognize me more deeply, until you can discover how sincere my love feels for you, Yashna.”

Yashna. He gulped many times, it felt mute.

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'Right now I'm trying. Following something I never did and understood before, so I could get to know you more deeply.'

(Yashna Andara Bumi)