
Arriving home is near Isya. Al got out of his car to open the gate. The house looked quiet, only the garden lights were lit. Looks like Mr. Parman didn't come home this afternoon.
So repot the young man. After opening the gate for his car to enter, Al had to return to the car, park the car in the garage and then close the gate again.
"So people are still sleeping" said Al. He saw Ken who was still asleep in the passenger seat without being disturbed by the sound of the gate and the car engine that had been turned off.
"Ken's up!" Al patted the girl on the shoulder from the passenger door. Just where Ken leaned his body on the seat pad that was still wrapped in plastic.
"Ken!" Call Al again. Even though he had pinched his cheek a few times, Ken still did not flinch at all. Al could only shake his head and take a deep breath.
There's no answer. Al finally closed the door. He opened the door and turned on the living room light.
"Ga got up too," Al looked up at the car as he wanted to get into his room. The car hasn't been locked and there's still Ken in al dream.
Feeling futile to build the girl up, Al finally holds Ken inside. Heavy, it looks like he is holding a fairly heavy load.
"Lumayan heavy is also a girl,"
He took Ken to his room, climbed the stairs slowly. He looked at Ken's face so deeply immersed in the sling.
"Hu...hu.
"He's actually sleeping" Al thought in his heart.
Al is not aware of how Ken has to fight so hard to hold back the laughter. Actually he was awake when Al parked his vehicle in the garage but he still closed his eyes hoping Al it entered first. He was still annoyed by the man's attitude who had said in a harsh tone to him.
It turned out to be unexpected, Al even carried him inside. Although Ken is happy to feel how it feels in a cradle-style bridal style tub in the movies he often watches, he can also smell Al's body from a close distance.
"That's fragrant. Want to feel like lingering in this situation," Ken hoped in his heart. As a woman who has never been close to a man, Ken is certainly very nervous and can't help his heart beating.
"Why was he taken to his room?" ask Ken again. Between fear and confusion he had to continue his charade.
Arriving at the room, Al lays Ken's body on the bed. So careful as if Ken didn't want to wake up. Not to forget, Al also took off the skacer worn by the woman.
"Yes, God. Totally filthy. Bauk again. These are the shoes and how many years are not washed," Al held his breath so as not to smell the unpleasant smell of the scent of Ken's shoes.
"Truly-so-slovenly," lightly, he threw the shoe into the trash basket near the locker room.
" Huh.. kebangetan nih girl," Oceh Al again.
"But his socks were clean," Al thought as he removed the last piece of footwear that covered Ken's feet.
"Don't that be the only shoe he's got," Al looked regretfully at the trash can in his room, one shoe had gone into the basket, and he was in the basket, another one still on the floor.
The naked feet he held close. Al sat on the side of the mattress, looked at carefully the face that was so plain without makeup, which was closed calmly.
He put Ken's hand gently, carrying it to his lap. Such a delicate hand with long, thin fingers.
"Seeing you sleep like this I'm so happy. Sorry if it made you cry" said Al. He held up Ken's left hand and kissed her gently.
"I'm confused how to win you if it's been snagged like that. Sorry yes" whispered Al again.
"For the rest of my life I had hardly any friends, let alone girlfriends. Never be like that again. I'd rather see you angry than cry. I don't like whiny girls,"
Ken already gatel wanted to curse Al who dared to talk like that while he was sleeping. He does not accept being told off. But what can be done, he must restrain himself. He let Al confide as he pleased. It was quite entertaining, indirectly he could know the heart of the man who was looking at him.
"hu..hu." said Ken in his heart.
"You're the first person I think of when I open my eyes and the last I dream of before I close my eyes. Stay like this, never shake my heart" he said.
"So I want to hug" whispered Ken again.
Ken was so moved, he wanted to get up and hug the man. Again, he had no courage. He could only feel how happy Al was to confess his feelings to him at that moment.
"If we were in a different situation, I would immerse myself in your arms. You made me fly" Ken said in his heart.
Feelings are not new. His heart was racing especially when the hands that felt so cold it rubbed the cheeks and resty the hair that covered Ken's forehead.
"Well, what is he going to do?" Ken tried to figure out what Al would do. A few moments no sound was heard anymore.
Ken had thought far away, he had thought Al would give one such kiss back then. His heart is beating. His tongue was already gatel, eager for him to wet it to look more tempting.
A few moments of waiting but the softness of the man's hand he could not feel anymore. Even so, he did not dare to open his eyes even a little.
"Sleep. Wait for me yes,"
Al got up from his seat, he walked towards the dressing room at the side of his bed, not long after the sound of water bubbling from the direction of the bathroom.
Ken can now open his eyes perfectly.
"Yes, kirain?" Ken hit his head hard.
"But brain based," he thought funny. He could not hold his laughter. His mind really sucked.
"Swash," suddenly he got up from the comfortable and soft bed. Without looking towards the bathroom again, Ken immediately walked out of the room and ran into his own room.
Ken felt his body was already so sticky and so uncomfortable. The sweat that had dried itself many times in his body made his scent wry.
"Asem" whispered Ken as he smelled his own armpits as he descended the stairs.
He felt embarrassed, lest Al also felt this unpleasant aroma when carrying him earlier.
"Oh my God, shame" said Ken again.
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