The Blooming Lotus

Intense

In the room Wenie was choosing clothes that were appropriate to wear. Not to sleep, but to meet someone who was waiting for him in the lower living room.

After taking a lightning shower to refresh the body and several times sorting clothes, he finally decided to wear a t-shirt with black denim sebetis motif attached to his body.

He grated his shoulder hair and polished his face with a little powder. Wenie did not remember that Frans was planning to take her to dinner. So, he felt that this was enough.

Wenie went downstairs at a slow pace, she was assessing the situation. About what he would face later, it was a bit stubborn.

The first thing he saw was Iin who was staring intensely at the young doctor, even though the person being stared at was talking to the boarding house. Wenie kept stepping in silence not about to back down, Frans was her guest Wenie thought.

Realizing his presence, Frans automatically turned to look at Wenie from the stairs on the right side of Iin. Iin almost smiled happily thinking Frans was watching her.

"Sorry, I'm old yes, Mas .." jelly Wenie, surprised Iin.

"It's okay .." replied Frans smiling sweetly.

"Wen, sit here. Iin has made tea for you too," said Rahma as she patted the sofa by her side.

"Oh, thank you, In," said Wenie who was met with a bitter smile.

"Either. Where are you going, Wen? Very nice, tumben. Fragrant again," Iin teased as she sniffed the air.

Wenie threw a small smile while shaking her head, but she only sprayed a little of rose mint-flavored perfume as usual. Then he approached Rahma and sat by her side. Frans looked at her softly, Wenie just looked down embarrassed.

"Lho, why are you wearing such casual clothes, Wen? Not that doctor Frans wants to take you out .." scolded mom Rahma whispered.

Wenie was a bit surprised to hear that. "What time, Mom? I guess that was not a word of shit .." then he patted the bidat and smiled shyly for acting stupid.

Frans merely gave a smile to notice the change in the face of the sweet girl on the side of the boarding house.

"Ehm, if Wenie is not ready, I want to change it for the handsome doctor to eat outside," Iin played her eyebrows teasing Wenie.

"Huss, it's rude of you, In!" sergeant bu Rahma fast.

Iin chuckled in shame. "Sorry, just kidding, Mom."

"Don't talk carelessly, not feel good about Doctor Frans," said Rahma slowly, she pressed her voice as low as possible even though her heart was a little upset.

"Yes, yes .. sorry," Iin was still grinning. "Come, drink the tea, Wen. Later the cold hunt," Iin bargain relieve his embarrassment.

"Eh, yes. Thank you very much, In ..." Wenie sipped a little of her tea misbehaving.

Frans glanced at his watch at a glance. "There's still time. We'll go out for a second, Wen?"

"Eh, but I ..."

"It's not a problem, like this, really," Frans said. "We're leaving for a minute, ma'am."

"Yes, Doc. Be careful on the road, remember not to go home past the time yes, Wen," said Rahma to the two.

"Sure ..." Frans smiled a little.

"Ehm, wait a minute, Mas. I take the jacket first," said Wenie who immediately sprinted to the top floor.

Wenie came back with a denim jacket and sling bag, a lipgloss pouch now coloring her thin lips, adding to the impression of being cute as well as adult. Frans held his breath to loosen his heart, and he sipped the tea in front of him in one big gulp.

"Wen, go home, please buy me a dimmum, okay? Put on your money first, I'll change it," whispered Iin in Wenie's ear.

"OK," said Wenie, kissing Rahma's hand.

"Wenie go for a minute, ma'am ..."

"Yes, baby," replied Ms. Rahma.

"Don't forget the soft drinks. The stock in the refrigerator is up," interrupted Iin again who was immediately embraced by Wenie.

Frans returned to say goodbye, not forgetting he thanked Iin for his tea. With a big smile Iin nodded happily.

A minute later the car immediately slid away leaving the mansion behind them. In the car, Wenie felt her heart could not pump properly. He always felt sad because he was too happy.

"You okay, Wen?" frans asked while glancing at him at a glance, his eyes remained focused on driving.

"I? Um, yeah I'm fine, Doc ..." Wenie stuttered a bit.

"Relatedly? Looks like you're thinking something ..." seduced Frans.

"Ah, there is no. It could be you, Mom. Does it look like, if I think about it?" ask Wenie.

"Yes, there's writing on your forehead .." said Frans chuckling.

"Well?!" Wenie automatically felt her forehead. "Iish, what the hell ..." spontaneously he hit Frans' arm slowly, only to realize it was being mocked.

Frans held back a laugh, his shoulders shaken with joy. Wenie became anxious to see him, increasingly stunned by the good looks of the doctor.

"Tell me if something is bothering you. Don't hold your own. Not good," said Frans after his laughter subsided.

"There's nothing, Mom. I no longer think anything .." he replied softly, but he was enjoying the subtle vibrations in his heart.

But this time it was really something different. The charm of this girl cannot be ignored since they met at the party some time ago. Moreover, when considering who his competitors were at that time, nothing had been able to upset him.

"I'm glad that you want to believe and be able to share with me .." Frans said breaking the silence.

Without realizing the name between the two is getting closer, I-you.

"Yes, Mas. But now I don't think about anything, really. Just a little happy again," finally Wenie could not hold back for long.

"Oh, huh? About what ..." Frans curious.

"Soal ... tell me?" wenie Goda.

"You know dong .." Reply quickly.

Wenie chuckled softly. "You know it, kepo ..."

"Ugh, look out for you ..." Frans reflexes menowel squash Wenie's nose.

"Aaw, ouch .. sick," her screeches stuck.

"Eh, what's wrong with you, Wen? Sorry, it hurts?" asked Frans, surprised, he immediately pulled the car over.

"It's okay, Mas. Just fit the acne just now, so a little twitch ..." Wenie pointed at the small pimple near the right nostril.

"Where? Let me see," Frans leaned his body toward Wenie.

"Don't, shame ah ..." Wenie dodged, but it made Frans get closer.

"Let me see here first. Afraid of infection, Wen," Frans began his role as a doctor.

"It's okay ..."

"Let's look at it first .." he said.

"No, ah. Shame, anyways about knowing, Mas ..."

"Well, right? Moreover, it has been touched by your hand, where it knows there are germs .." said Frans reminded.

Wenie seemed to think for a moment, she was already cornered. After all he could not escape anywhere with Frans' body so close, their position was rather intimate now. Wenie's heart was getting stifled because of it.

"OKAY. Fine, fine ... Please step back a little, Mas," said Wenie to surrender.

He straightened his body a little so Frans would stretch a little their position, but apparently not that easy. Frans remained frozen in place making their faces even closer. He stared intensely at the girl before him, Wenie getting more and more misbehaved.

"Maos ..." Wenie pushed Frans' chest slowly.

The handsome doctor smiled slightly. "The more adorable you look, Wen ..."

"Hm, start daring to seduce me, huh?" seloroh Wenie chuckled.

"Eh, I'm no longer flirting with you. That's a fact" Frans relaxed his position. He removed Wenie's fingers from the pimple he was about to see earlier.

He then laughed amusedly. "Wow, it's like a bad pimple, deh ..."

"Huh?! Time ... Just make it up to you, Mas. Who's trying the same?" wenie blushed in embarrassment.

"Well, how do I know?" Frans shrugged his shoulders. "Don't you miss me, yeah ..."

"Iish ... What the hell, Mas? Ge'er really, really," suddenly his face stiffened with embarrassment.

"It's okay, if you miss me, too" Frans glanced ignorantly.

Wenie just chuckled amusedly hearing the handsome doctor's joke. To be honest Wenie's heart felt willing to explode because it was happy, but she did not dare to expect much. He just wants everything to flow.

A second later Frans picked up a P3K box that was always available in his car's dashboard drawer. Wenie closed her eyes as Frans' fingers touched the tip of her nose to apply an anti-pain cream that felt cool to the heart. Pain due to reddened acne is no longer felt.

When the girl closed her eyes, Frans became more free to observe every detail of her face. Clean facial skin, soft, sharp nose in a small version, as well as lentic eyelashes. Almost Frans could not help himself to******thin lips in front of him.

"It's over, Mom?" suddenly Wenie opened her eyes.

Frans was surprised and smiled broadly. "Ehm, already. How's it feel now?"

"Agem, cold ..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore?"

Wenie shook her head softly, Frans was still in the same position as earlier then loosened a bit of the distance. After that Wenie could breathe a sigh of relief, she really felt a mess in her chest.

Frans put on a smile, he felt the same chaos. I almost pounced on you, Wen .. sighed Frans.

"Alright .. if so we continue the road, yes," Frans said dilute the tension.

"Yes, Mas .." said Wenie.

Frans started the car engine and passed from there. Now his heart was filled with excitement about the sweeping moments that had just happened, if it could be longer than that. But he did not want to think far, he was wanting to enjoy the petals of love that began to bloom.