The Fate that is Overlooked

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The Naufal POV

A month of knowing him, my heart somersaulted. There's a strange beat that always comes up when I meet him. Although it can be counted several times remain face to face, but intense communication with him to discuss the project together successfully makes the longing that infiltrates the heart can be treated.

All my life, I've felt something like this. Not that I'm arrogant, it's just that I've been used to being surrounded by women who, yaaaaa can be said to be aggressive. All the women I always got easily. They were too welcome, so there was no effort for me to be able to get it with a challenge. His name is a man, wherever you like a challenge. Me either. No exception.

Our meeting that has no sweetness at all, even I feel compassion for him. When I saw her crying in the midst of dozens of sheep, with her not so conspicuous at the time. Clearly, the clothes she was wearing were the same color as sheep hair! Hahahah

But, I'm so grateful. I accidentally shot him, getting his picture with various poses that made me gobsmackle myself after seeing him. The beautiful woman who was so fierce was the first impression I had of her.

How not, all this time women who met me always with a cheerful face, a sweet smile even sometimes seem flirtatious. While her? different from others.

An old man, told me that his name was Ajeng, and he was a widow. I'm quite happy to hear that he's not bound by any bond with the opposite sex. At once I also inserted a prayer, hopefully me and he can be reunited. Is this called love at first sight?? I am glad to think about it myself.

And it turned out that the Gusti of God was so kind to me, that very day, I met him again. And can you guess how he reacted when he met me again? Yes, he is more violent than before. Haha.

Reimagining her face really made my heart flutter. Maybe because he was not good with Vika, my younger generation when I went to college.Ajeng finally I could conquer after I asked to start from scratch.

We started back really from the beginning, he was professional to discuss the project we were going to do together. For a long time I knew a little about him, let alone Vika who, if I asked one sentence she could explain it to one book, really no girl.

Today I was asked by Ms. Sukma to be a photographer at her youngest child's reception. Mr. Barata. He is a state apparatus, which I met for the first time.

With a well-built body, skin that was slightly darker than me, made him look very masculine, coupled with his great green clothes, and the green beret that perched dashing on his head made him very handsome. I'm the guy who gini terkesima, let alone them, the girls behind me who just whispered disturb my concentration.

Of the many brides and brides-to-be that I have handled, only he is the only person who seems ordinary to go through this process, there is no smile at all. It looks cold, stiff and tense. He also seems to be not focused on what is going on right now. Many times I reminded her to smile, to shift her position closer to the bride, to look happier, natural but very difficult. Perhaps because he was used to being assertive and in a rigid military environment, it made him difficult to express himself. With his circumstances, it makes it difficult for me to find the best position.

Precisely a few times I caught his eyes even look focused on seeing Ajeng who is in sports with other things.

Compared to the bride who looks so beautiful, her smile never recedes from both corners of her lips, she also looks more aggressive. Following my orders well, it is not uncommon to force the groom to pose as he wishes, even if it is done without speaking.

Do not ask Ajeng today, she is so beautiful using a light purple kebaya decorated with many sequins all over her clothes, her flawless makeup makes her look very charming. She unceasingly smiled at everyone, I almost mis-focused, too often aiming at her with various poses and positions.

Until arriving at the reception night, the warm atmosphere suddenly became cold and stiff, when the groom came towards Ajeng, Vika and some of his friends who I was photographing, he said, with a faint tone and an angry sound in my ears, he asked to take a family picture, Ajeng immediately followed behind him. And I, as a cameraman, followed him. But just a few steps, Mr. Barata reprimanded me.

"Why should you always follow Ajeng away? Can't you just sit? or do you intentionally want to get close to him? " I was struck by his words quite loudly.

Duh gusti, what does he mean try? woyyy I AM THE PHOTOGRAPHER!!!!! I want to scream in front of him. He asked for a photo, right? I AM THE PHOTOGRAPHER!!!!

people around us automatically diem dong, ngliatin Mr. Barata who talk nyleneh does not make sense blaaasss to me. Until finally Ajeng opened his voice.

"He's the photographer, you wanted a photo, right? yes he's coming. If he sits down who wants to take a picture of all of us?? " Ajeng looked at Mr. Barata so annoyed. That's what I caught from his face.

"Why the darling? " The bride is approaching the three of us.

"Father's father" Mr. Barata continued his path towards the pelaminan, followed by the woman who had been legally his wife. While Ajeng tells the parents to take a photo together.

Is there anything strange, you think??

Barata POVs

I really want to curse today, a day that feels so long to me. I wanted to run to my room, change my clothes and sleep.

I hate photographers who early in the morning direct me to focus, and change the styles and poses that make me sick.

Moreover, now I see him so engrossed in talking to Ajeng, such a close distance, Ajeng's punch to him which was countered with his fist, making me completely burn with jealous fire. I might have been out of my mind when I saw the two of them so intensely communicating.

I left my duoduku, leaving behind Kartiko and Fiano who were enjoying dinner. And I blatantly showed my foolishness in front of the crowd when I asked why I should always follow Ajeng!! Double Sh it!!!!

I'm enduring a tremendous amount of shame. Until the shooting was finished and I immediately went to the room, after saying goodbye to some of the remaining guests. Without caring about Anita who is still busy chatting with her coworkers and with her superiors.

I immediately stripped off my clothes, entered the bathroom and stood on the shower, enjoying a shower of cold water that I hoped could refresh my head as well as my heart that was so hot with anger!!

"Still a long time?" I heard Anita's voice, but I didn't care.

Long enough I was in the bathroom, until for the second time, Anita banged on the door again.

"Please remove the back zipper" Anita approached me as I exited the bathroom.

Afterwards, I opened the wardrobe, using a black boxer and a plain white shirt.

"I take a shower first" she said as she passed into the bathroom.

I went out of the room, came down to the kitchen to get some water. My throat hurts.

The atmosphere was quiet, it seemed that some people from WO were cleaning up the rest of the party.

From the middle room I saw a shadow of Ajeng entering the kitchen dirty, quiet conditions, I use to pursue him. Pucuk in love ulam also arrived, he is now filling his drinking bottle.

I waited for him at the door near the kitchen, keeping watch if anyone could see. When he turned around, I could see from the look of his eyes that were so shocked to see me.

"I want to talk, for a second" I said to him.

"I'm tired of taking a break" she answered, walking towards me, And I pulled her hand, and I took her into the prayer room next to the dining room, to not look at people easily.

"I'm off, sick" He rebelled, trying to get my grip off.

I pushed him against the wall in the corner of the room,

"What about this one? " Take his hand, I put it on my chest. "More than sick" said the circus. "Why don't you ever give me a chance? " I said slowly but firmly,

I saw the eyes that had been shining this morning, now turned into glare and began to look in the mirror.

"Is that so bad I?"

"You're too selfish Jeng"

Now that her tears are shed, I am the same. I pulled her body which hit my big body. I hugged him tightly, I felt his body shake, crying stifled.

"Stttttttt I love you, very much" I explained my arms, I grabbed her round face, we touched our lips. I sip it deep. There was no rejection from him, but there was also no reply. He just kept quiet.

I kept trying to play my lid ah, so that he followed my game, really I wanted it so much, I took it slow until I bit it slowly, until finally his lips opened. I didn't lose sight of this, I got more and more crazy about it.

I want to eat him, everything he has in his entirety, making him the only one for me. I lost control, I really couldn't stop. Until her punch in my chest stopped our hot activity.

"You are more than just evil" he said, pushing against my body. But it didn't make me move a bit from where I was standing.

"Honey, where are you? " Any voice called to me.

"Go, meet your wife! " declaredly. I can see the look in his eyes really voiced such deep disappointment.

"Yank" Anita's call came back, Ajeng pushed me out, while he was still standing in the corner of the prayer hall, along with the rushing roar of his tears. I can't keep quiet, I can't let Anita see me and Ajeng together here. I finally decided to go out.

"Out of Prayer" I came out, approached him.

"Why? " I turned his attention away who was beginning to be curious about the room I had just entered.

"Tomorrow into the room" I said, holding his hand.

Until finally Anita can I tame, I took her into the room, I stripped her of what she was wearing, I finished her off by imagining Ajeng.

Continuing the thing I just did with Ajeng, but it has not been resolved. I don't know, Ajeng can always make me passionate like this. By imagining being with her, she perfected my first night with Anita.

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