Sorry Boss, I Love U

SB 93'S

Today is the day I have been waiting for - wait.

Finally I was at graduation and could hold a glass S.Kom. Very happy it feels, ahirnya I can finish college and until Ahir also up to the undergraduate level.

Yesterday Angga drove me to the house I used to live in with James, to stay overnight. To directly depart from the house of papi is not possible, afraid not to go hunted and will certainly be in a hurry.

Not to mention it takes time for me to make-up before graduation.

ahirnya me and Angga decided to stay at the house that I had once occupied with James.

I woke up so early last night I couldn't sleep imagining today's graduation.

With a carefree step I stepped into the kitchen to heat up the food we had bought before arriving at this house.

after I put some food in the microwave and programmed the time to warm it up then I went to the bathroom to clean my body.

In between the shower, I heard a microwave sound sign the food I warmed was finished.

Not long after I finished my bath ritual.

After changing clothes and I stepped into the living room to wake Angga who slept all night there.

I saw Angga sleep very soundly, maybe he was too tired to drive yesterday.

After a meeting yesterday afternoon outside the city he forced to immediately leave to take me.

Actually I did not have the heart either, but he continued to force and finally we set out without a hitch.

" Angga, wake up it's eight" I said with a shake - shake his ox arm.

There was no response from Angga. I repeated it too. I woke her up almost three times but she didn't respond.

I looked at her body carefully, and it was as if she was still breathing. But why didn't he wake up too ????

Then I put my two right fingers close to his nose, I felt his gentle breath still felt.

Why did he not wake up either.

Finally I took the initiative to wake him up and shake - shake his body harder than before.

I haven't had time to shake - shake his body, Angga also changed his sleeping position from the beginning stretched out now he tilted his body right in front of me.

We exchanged breaths.

His breath swept across my face.

Aaa . . .

make my hair goosebumps, though,

for a moment I was glued to see this handsome and clean face in front of me.

It was as if it was a pity for me to turn.

I enjoy the most beautiful gift of God.

I ventured to touch this series of Noses that seemed to be looming at its end. What a perfect sculpture of the Creator.

Then my index finger went down even further to go down the carving of his lips that look thin and pink. The lips were slightly opened, the breath coming out of those lips was sweeping my index finger.

Feels warm and wet.

Oh God, what a beautiful creation you have.

Until I swallowed my own saliva when I touched it.

Long time I played there with my index finger, until then my eyes again look into the eyes of Angga.

I was surprised very much.

It turned out that Angga had woken up and his eyes were already wide open.

" Aaaakh . . "my scream when I look at Angga.

Spontaneously Angga woke up from his sleep and reached for my hand, because I accidentally fell back and almost hit the table in this living room.

Angga pulled my hand hard and finally I fell on his body .

" Aaaaaaakh . . "I screamed again and no more because our lips greeted each other and were sticky.