The Forbidden Love of Dara

There Are Different

Some people who see my current situation will probably think that I have fallen, an accident or the like, because my position is sitting on the sidewalk which is quite wide, the size of the road, even so wide sometimes there are rogue traders who are determined to sell on this sidewalk before they get caught by the officer because it is clear that the ban board has been displayed.

And fortunately, this hour is a bit quiet from pedestrians, because it is around here not too many houses, residents, there is only one car repair shop and two mobile phone counters that are quite far from where I am sitting right now, even behind me right now is just an empty land fenced walls high enough and beside it there is a building that has not been damaged because it has not been taken care of for too long.

(if filmed - movies are usually places like that just a hotbed of thugs and ghosts! Hiiiiii~~)

While waiting for Mas Irvan to come, I just stayed to adjust my breathing deeply and slowly to gather energy back while neutralizing the pain in the stomach, he said, in that way at least I can still hold myself in a state of consciousness, yes it is one of the simple techniques I learned while following PMR at school.

Soon the nausea and dizziness in my head was somewhat reduced, just that his cold sweat still dripped from my forehead to my temple made me feel even more dehydrated.

(Feeling decreased concentration in the brain and the body is getting weaker)

After about ten minutes mas Irvan left, he was now seen again walking but was across there with a package of his arms..

With my feet still feeling weak I tried to stand up from my seat, immediately put back the shoes I had taken off and I made the seat earlier, he said, then slowly - the land stepped closer to his motorcycle mas Irvan parked on the edge of the sidewalk with both knees that sometimes felt very river.

Instantly my eyes also just want to look at her who is still across the road, with a face that looks anxious looking to the right and to the left seems very rushed - rush to quickly come here!

"Cock atmosphere like this feels like a stranger huh? I think I've experienced this before!"

muttered.

The wind blowing in the afternoon - niup on my face, also the sound of vehicles passing by at a fast pace made me really feel like I was dejavu.

Cold air in the afternoon plus wind gusts coming from the speed of the vehicle in front of me, dry the wet forehead because of the cold sweat that was alone was soiled but the cold was not soothing but made me feel more uncomfortable because of the pollution.

The scattered dust also makes the pain in my dry eyes, plus the smell of inhaled exhaust smoke makes the head grow dizzy until my vision becomes cloudy and fades.

It looks faint - faint mas Irvan has started to cross the road, while his hand waved as a signal to ask permission to be given a way to cross to the driver who was passing near him.

My stomach makes my breath feel stifled, the longer my brain is unable to think anything else like empty.

(Symptoms of dehydration that are common after people have vomited a lot)

I only briefly saw him running towards me with his lips like he was saying something I could not hear clearly ~

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YEP!!!

Suddenly, he was already shoving my back from the side.

"Sit here on the deck." he said, while leading me towards his motorbike, I also sat half-leaning in the corner of his motorbike parked beside the sidewalk.

"why stand up, why not sit under the tree?!" she asked in panic and was a little upset.

I who felt dazed could not think for the answer, even opening my mouth was difficult so it was just like a person who was confused. Then he opened the lid of the bottle of mineral water he just bought and slowly thrust it in front of my lips.

"Sir, forgot to ask for the straw, slowly drink it!!" he said while helping to hold the bottle with his heart - heart to drink it to me.

"So long ago? you can stall it a bit far, if you know that far was mas use the motor so it's a bit fast!" he said again, but I was just shaking a little bit.

With my hand still slightly shaking, I intend to hold the bottle myself but Irvan mas did not take off his hand so I am not holding the bottle instead continue to hold his hand.

While drinking my eyes were stunned when I saw his face and I asked in my heart :

"Mas Irvan why is it different? usually if I'm sick again despite attention but even in ajakin joking with him, this time how different?!" astonishment

Her usual humorous and silly face was now so seriously looking at me with her expression that she looked very anxious, and from me it was only a few times that I saw her like this.

I didn't know what he was thinking of me right now, and I didn't really understand what I was feeling for him after seeing his eyes.

TIIN !!! (the sound of a car horn passing by is shocking),

GLEGUK - GLEGUK!

I had unwittingly drunk more than half a medium-sized bottle.

Embarrassed to look at her, I quickly lowered my hand.

"Have you?" he asked gently, I nodded a bit too.

"Is it possible because I've been with him for some time as long as I've been with Arga, so now I'm a little awkward as Irvan?!" thought I

After finishing drinking I began to regulate the breath again that had felt very heavy, now it was a bit light and slowly the concentration in my brain had also begun to recover.

"Where is it now, not yet?!" ask him attentively.

At home I am indeed a big brother, but between these two houses facing each other he is our oldest brother, who always indulges, cares and comforts us.

Although still young, but his mature appearance makes us his sisters feel comfortable when being near him.

"Yuuk is on his way again!" I said softly that was still holding the pain but wanted to get home soon.

"Are you sure you can deck?!!" his rather pressing question is said to be capable

I nodded without any suspicion towards him

"Oh, if that's what you look out for first." he said, immediately I prepared to stand up from the motorcycle seat, he helped me stand by holding my hand.

After I stood up, he was seen in a hurry wearing a helmet, riding and sitting on a motorbike rushing to start the engine and start it, then immediately turn the gas and road slowly!

"Mas wait..!" call me in a slightly slow voice because my throat still hurts.

Directly he was braking but his distance was already a few steps ahead of me.

"Not yet to get on the bike even I haven't even worn a helmet, but he's already running the bike!" thought I

Because still limp would only be able to stand still to see what he did because obviously I can't afford to chase after him even want to scream was difficult.

"Why Deck?!" he asked with a confused temple expression, with himself still sitting on the bike while his legs swung back and forth to me again.

"I haven't been riding, how come I've walked?!" I asked innocently because my brain could not think much.

"Lhooo.. said he wants to walk? if the road is not ABLE to, then want to ride a motorbike!" he said while coming out a dirty smile!

It took me three seconds to realize, I just realized,

"oowh turns out he's gonna fuck me again, huh?!" askau flat

"hmmm, so he's starting out again with his naughty nosy behavior? quickly change people!!" Thought I was puzzled to see his nature that could change with a flash.

With my brain still loadingnya long, not able to return the joke, so I can only smile to see his behavior has returned to the way it was.

Then he immediately lowered the standard of one motorbike, while taking the helmet he stepped closer to me and helped put it on my head, I again - again noticed his eyes were focused on hooking the helmet button on my chin.

Of course I was very surprised myself with myself, "When it was used to seeing his attitude like this from a long time ago, but why did it suddenly feel something different huh?!" I said in my heart

"Yuuuk..!" invite him while pulling my hand for a while then he went up first to sit on the motorbike and I also prepared to ride behind him.

"Hand!" His orders while preparing to install the body restrain the motor

Then I stretched the shoulder as a crutch as I climbed on the bike, then after sitting down I held the left right side of his shirt, and the bike began to run very slowly.

But over time my hands often slipped from his clothes while holding on because my fingers are still very weak if I force to hold firmly for a long time.

Mas Irvan who was aware of it also immediately pulled my hands one by one circular to the front of his stomach, directing my hands to hold tightly.

With a position that of course I became hugging him from behind, actually there is no discomfort because from the first also he often carried me, only if now it is a little awkward.

"Sorry about dek?!" he said that he suddenly apologized while turning his head slightly, of course making me confused because he felt there was nothing wrong.

"Sorry why?" I was wondering, was it possible because of her prank just now? but his habits are common! thought me.

"You should have brought a car, so you can't catch a cold like this..!" clearly feeling guilty.

"Kirain is sorry why! no, even if again this is good to use a motorbike, if I use a car I even add eneg!" answer me.

Three minutes later :

"Eeh mas when to change clothes, not his was fitting to leave wearing a t-shirt ash - ash?" ask me who just noticed it

"oowh this? just change at the office, it's not good if you take care of the work with a t-shirt!" answerable

"Who knows there are special exceptions to the red date!" say

"Yes, if the other employee was wearing a red shirt, but I follow the habit of alm.bapak only if the work is wearing a shirt!" unambiguously

"owh is that.." I answered briefly while adding tightly to my embrace to him.

Maybe because I am not feeling well anymore, my position like this for a long time even makes me feel comfortable, if only not on the bike could be that I have fallen asleep because it was so comfortable.

For the rest of the trip we did not say much, only occasionally his left hand mas Irvan warmly held and rubbed - wipe both my cold hands that were hugging him, gently sometimes he grasped it.

It did not feel like we had even reached the front of the house, slowly I began to release my embrace from him.

Mas Irvan who was used to parking in the front yard of my house was fitting to direct his parking position, then immediately down the standard of his side motorbike.

"Byeah!!" said

He quickly opened his helmet and hung it on the rearview mirror, but my limp body made me feel heavy to move, with all my strength trying to get down while holding on to his shoulder.

After descending I immediately stood beside him intending to return his helmet while trying to open the hook that somehow a bit difficult to open, mas Irvan turned to look at me :

"Can't you? here..!" then he got off the bike to help open the hook, I smiled embarrassed because just open the hook can not!

"Nhaa.. indeed sometimes this traffic jam..!!" she said, taking the helmet off from me, I smiled as a thank you!

After that I stuck my hand towards the front of the seat intending to take my groceries that still depend on the motor, but he quickly snatched them first.

"Udah, I'll bring you.. yuuk!" he said, while the other hand was holding me, leading to the door of the house, and I was just silently following his steps.

He took off his shoes while his hand carrying my arms opened the door :

"Sore.." said we at the same time, but my voice was slow.

"Yeah.." said the mother who was sitting watching tv in the middle room, then immediately approached to greet us.

I was trying to open my shoes, because the dizziness so a bit staggering when bending but again - again with a quick fix Irvan immediately helped open them, making me also again - again smiling

"Lhoo Dara why..?" mama asked a little panicked

"It's okay - what Mah la.." I said, who started lying but arrived - arrived

"By the wind Mah, was on the road right home to vomit!" serobot mas Irvan answered honestly.

I actually did not intend to lie to my mother, only I did not want to make my mother become anxious, so I immediately pinched her waist in Irvan which she still embraced my back.

"Fuck right! mama was already suspicious from this morning, mama noticed Dara looked lethargic!" he said as his hand checked my temperature.