Steps Connect

Prank

Two weeks after the events of the night after the rain, Candra and Anara's relationship grew more complicated like a tangled thread that was difficult to rearrange.

Yesterday, when Anara came home from the consultation on campus towards the afternoon. Candra's car is already parked in the boarding yard. The man came almost every day.

"An, alone?"

"Yes. New thesis consultation. Thank you for the results of the seminar."

The man with the neat sideburns got up and hugged his much-changed lover, especially the look in his eyes.

"Congratulations. I'm a whimper, An. The sooner you graduate, the sooner our dreams come true."

"Our dream?"

"Yes, get married." It was clearly dawn with her bright face.

"Oh yes."

Both are now upstairs. Precisely in room number 29, the room belonged to Anara.

"You shower! We're out after this." Candra stroked her hair and landed a kiss on the top of Anara's head.

"You?"

"After you I'll take a shower too, right here."

"Bring it over?"

"There's in the car. I'll take your bath." Anara nodded then went out towards the bathroom.

Netra Candra seemed to be looking for something. Candra's hand opened Anara's bag and found the thing she was looking for.

"Dam. Locked pattern again."

Five times Candra tries to open Anara's phone and ends up failing. Back he put it in the bag again, according to before he took it, neat. Hope not suspicious!

The man in full work clothes immediately went down the stairs to his car and returned to his room with a paper bag containing a change of clothes in his right hand.

Chequek. Candra's hand opened the door that was clearly open when she left it.

"Mazur!" Screeched Anara with a voice in custody. The woman had not finished dressing. His hands were still busy angling the gray pattern to cover his upper body.

"Next time it's locked if it's changed! Or are you intentionally?" Said Candra approaching Anara and helping her button up her shirt after turning the door lock.

Trouble Candra swallowed the saliva when her hand hit the protruding object where the buttons rested. For a long time his hand had not touched Anara after the photo incident. Her heart was pounding, as well as Anara, feeling a similar beat.

"Old, I didn't give you an inner living." Said Candra after completing the button-pointing event of her female clothes.

He could have touched Anara, squeezed the thing that had been nudged by her, the thing that she missed. But, ...he did not want to do that with the state of Anara which is now like a chilly chunk of polar ice.

"You still doubt?" Tanya Candra pinned the wet strands of Anara's hair.

"Hmm." Only a dull sound came out of Anara's lips.

"What do I do, An?" Candra asked displaying a frustrated face.

Almost every afternoon Candra came to visit, almost every afternoon she went home empty-hearted. His girlfriend punished herself. The second chance was only a mere status similar.

"Give me some time, Ndra!" Pinta Anara stared at Candra's bead eyes.

"How long?"

"Something." Anara shakes.

Candra turned her face to open her sore eyes. His heart seemed to be torn apart gradually. Don't ask the pain! He has no power to explain.

Candra pulled Anara's waist to get closer. The smell of bath soap that gushed into Candra's nose made her want to linger near her lover.

"Let's do this! I'm just missing." Candra pulls Anara into her arms. No rejection, Anara's hand even tightened on Candra's body.

"I miss, An." Candra said right in Anara's ear. Making Anara stiffen as if holding her breath.

Moments like this it really feels like Anara misses, the tenderness of Candra, the distinctive fragrant woody from her lover, and the kiss that many times landed on her crown.

The hug lasted a long time. The two humans who are worried about each other actually still have the same taste, similar heartbeats, and flowers scattered when touching each other felt.

Slowly Candra took off her crib. He looked at the face of Anara who was still looking down. The lift of Anara's chin slowly, the face of the two getting closer until Anara's lips feel warm in Candra's lips that have kissed her.

Candra smacked long Anara's lips alternately up and down, her left hand held Anara's waist, while her right hand held Anara's nape so that the kiss did not pass.

Anara, initially passive, slowly begins to respond to Candra's lip play. After Candra bit Anara's lower lip a little rough, the woman opened her mouth, allowing Candra's tongue to enter her place.

Feeling accepted by the invitation, Candra softly let out her tongue getting in, wrapped around her tongue on Anara's tongue, salivary mixed together there. Both of them were equally closed to enjoy the feeling that had dimmed in the wind.

The longer Candra's soft kiss seems to demand another. His hand came down from the nape towards the chewy object that had been stuck in his chest earlier. He slowly squeezed the thing from the outside. Massaging slowly makes Anara soar to the clouds.

Long time Candra's hands don't cupped that thing. It felt like the longing in his heart was slightly healed, Anara's ice chunks slowly changed warmly as the kiss still united the two.

Candra's lips slowly descended towards Anara's neck, peeping there. Anara took a breath of gasping in her face. It feels like Anara's heart is pounding more and more receiving a touch of Candra.

Pattern shirt buttons, which a few minutes ago were self-buttoned by Candra, are now opening. Just two buttons open to show what's covered there.

The white object was again captured by Candra's sense of sight. I wanted to gobble up Anara that night. But, once again. Candra won't rush, let alone force.

Candra wants a touch tonight means something to Anara, not as a complete longing, but Candra wants to build love in Anara's heart more magnificent and powerful there.

Candra stopped all her activities. Although his hand was still on Anara's chest, but the massage scene he stopped. Anara with her eyes that had been glared as if asking 'why?'.

"I don't want you to think of it as an impingement, An. I'm serious." Candra landed a kiss between Anara's chest that was still wrapped in a perfect cloth.

Candra's hand swiftly buttoned back her female shirt. Then kissed the top of Anara's head while hugging her for long.

"I love you, too dear." Candra's whisper in Anara's ear.

"If you still doubt, let me alone rebuild the love in your heart for me. I'll be patient, An. For your sake." Candra let go of her embrace and sweetly smiled at Anara who was still silent.

I know, you still love, An. You're just still disappointed.

Inching from Candra's presence. Anara rushed over to the mirror in her room. While Candra grabbed her paper bag and stepped towards the door. The door closed slowly.

Anara who was just starting to apply the cream to her face was shocked to hear the phone ringing from her phone.

"Yes, Yan." Sapa Anara stuck a flat object into her ear after seeing who was calling.

"Tomorrow, I went back to Surabaya. Maybe you want to know."

Anara chuckled, she realized that she was really troublesome for her best friend. Until he had to migrate from Surabaya to Malang for his relationship with Candra.

"I want to thank you, Yan...."

"Just like, Anara."

"Not finished yet."

"Thank you directly. Tomorrow I'll buy meatballs. Yea?" Anara Tawar.

"By pleasure, An." Bryan chuckled from across there.

"Candra hasn't come home yet." Bryan.

"Yes, he's here. In my room, still taking a shower."

"Oh, where do I think. Yes, I continue to make written content." Bryan disconnected his phone.

Anara further flattened her face cream then rubbed the moisturizer onto her lips.

After the sound of the phone ringing earlier, Candra was still staring at the door. Long silence with a busy mind guessing.

Yan's?

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