The Charm of Twins S

Baikans

Satria clasped both hands of Stela coiled in her stomach, then she turned her body staring lovingly at her girl's face.

A beautiful smile rose from Satria's lips, the face that was originally tangled like a thread without a sepul now looks radiant.

"We didn't break up, did we?" he said with a smile that never faded.

While Stela turned her face with slightly pursed lips. "Depends!"

"Depends how?"

Stela shrugged both of her shoulders, stepping back towards the gazebo they had originally sat in.

"What, what do you mean?" Satria tried to catch up behind him, until he could keep pace with Stela, then both sat in the gazebo.

"Which?"

Qbpk..!!

"Kok on the hit anyway?" Satria touched her chest which felt a little pain just after Stela hit her.

"Biarin, who told ngeselin! you know, these few days I sprained with you, I feel like I want to cry every day you cuekin, you deliberately chat with Tiara in front of me a few times, I think, your phone is not active." Cerocos Stela beat back Satria's chest.

"You also never give me a chance to talk, besides you also do not explain my mistakes where, until you_"

"I'm sorry." cut Satria aside, as she made Stela's cup of fingers one by one, without taking her eyes off Stela's face, making the girl speechless, while opening her eyes several times.

"Sat?"

"Hmm."

"Ng-ngapain anyway?" she was nervous, as Satria began to put her palms on her face.

"Your hands are so soft" he said, then closed his eyes, just for a moment! because the next second he reopened his eyes when he suddenly remembered something.

"What, my jacket yesterday can be on you?"

"Who do you think left his jacket in the porridge."

"K-you_you're there that malem?" he asked half in disbelief, because when he decided to go home that night, the clock had shown nine o'clock at night.

"Why indeed?"

"The denger! you're a girl, it's not good to come out of the mallem."

The deg!

"What if something happens?" he continued, there was a tinge of worry in every word he said.

"I'm still at home, especially after trying to call you a few times, but the results are the same! not active."

"Sorry!" he said, with a guilty face.

"Ng-ngapain anyway?" for the umpteenth time Stela looked misbehaved, as Satria stared at her unblinkingly.

"You're beautiful."

The deg!

The compliment is not the first, but it is able to make Stela's face meet every time Satria said she was beautiful.

"Which?"

The hands that had been released he held back, Satria lowered her head to mengue cup repeatedly, "I hope after this, there are no more problems in our relationship."

"You know how tormented I was, trying to avoid you these two weeks, my heart was empty which, I could only stare at you from afar, at night I could only see your house, too, sitting on the porridge."

"Mistake it yourself."

"But if you don't, you'll never care about me."

Stela was stunned, so far Stela had never cared about her relationship or Satria, not expecting that the man who had the status of her boyfriend had high sensitivity.

The day was getting night, the weather was getting colder, Stela who only used short-sleeved pajamas was getting cold, her body was shivering a little.

"You are cold" he said, who then took off his jacket and put it on Stela's body.

"Sat, how are you?"

"If your deck I never get cold, which is sultry constantly" he replied with a meaningful smile.

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