The Love of Azzalea

Chapter 7. Approach

Don't be too eager to chase after him, because it will keep him away. Do it slowly, until his heart, ready to accept your presence.

The sound of a knock on the door of the room, woke Neysa from her deep sleep.

He walked, half-conscious, opening the door.

Araina appeared there, with a tired-looking face.

"Why, loe's face?" Sapa Neysa, with a sound down two octaves, because she just woke up.

"I can't sleep, I. Azza, haven't met." The girl entered the room.

Pillow bolsters, and a soft mattress, teasing him.

" Uyeah, bige. Go home too." Timpal, the girl who's starting to wake up.

In the toilet, he was washing clothes. A man of responsibility, playing games in the living room. Both Neysa's parents, were sunbathing in the backyard.

"The thing is, we don't know where he is now, Ney." The girl said, with her eyes closed.

"Maybe, there's an urgent matter. He didn't give me any info." Woman with negligent flowers, positive thinking.

"Ehm um...." The girl was also sound asleep.

Neysa, wash your face and brush your teeth. After the prayer, he went back to sleep. Waking up, due to a knock on the door of his room.

"Shees.., the fire, Neng!" The voice, the hooded mother, in front of the house, offered her wares.

Neysa was stuck, with her wallet, in her hand. Ms. Narsih, standing beside her bike, opened the lid of her basket.

"Loe, want a deck?" The girl asked, her head, peeking out from behind the door.

The teenage boy nodded, with eyes focused on the teve screen.

"Holiday, Neng?" Tanya, the old lady.

"Yes, Mom." The girl answered kalem.

"How many packs, Neng?"

"If pushed, everything. How, Mom?"

The girl, asked back.

"Fifty thousand, Neng."

If it's sustenance, not where!

"This is the money, Mom." The girl gave the paper money in red.

"Big, Neng. There's no change." Miss Narsih, grin the horse.

"Make it, Mother."

"Subhanallah, Neng. Good luck, yes Neng."

"Amen"

Pecalpun changed hands. The medical student girl, entering her large house.

Meanwhile, Ms. Narsih, pedaled her bicycle towards her residence, powered like a horse. His heart was filled with flowers, colorful.

Neysa, the little quiet girl. Talk as necessary. But when gathered with his two best friends, his personality immediately changed, ridiculous.

***

Bright clouds clumped in the blue sky. Azka hung a drop of despair in her mind.

Azzalea, unable to resist, when the man intended to drive her. Like a man who obeys his king. Now, he's sitting, in a fancy car.

"My name, Azka." The man's voice broke the silence. Tail his eyes, glancing at the woman beside him.

"Azza...Azzalea." Nervously, the virgin called her name.

The man behind the wheel, reflexes slammed the steering wheel to the left, and stepped on the brakes.

Ciii....

Body, the girl was pulled into the airbag, hand bag on her lap, dropped.

"You,...." The man beside her took off, her safety belt, then hugged the girl who was still half in a daze, beside her.

"Thank God, I'm faster, find you!" Said the man, amidst a blue feeling of happiness.

The man hugged her tightly. The girl, feeling short of breath.

"Please dong, I can't breathe." His screams.

The young man, let go of his embrace. But athletic hands clutching a little fingers, Azza.

Outside, a pair of teenagers noticed a luxury car parked.

Rich people, cars are also luxurious.

Several birds moved in a row, passing through the air. Azza was getting more restless.

The girl should be proud. Handsome, wealthy man, idol of all women, clasping his hands.

Instead of being happy, the girl began to be crawled with disturbing emotions.

"You, save me."

The girl in front of him looked confused. Jaka sembung, bring a machete, not yet connect bok.

"Six months ago, I had an accident. You helped me by calling, my friend, and an ambulance."

The man, again explained, until the woman before him, understood.

"If so, my sweater, is there still?"

"Ha ha ha." The man laughed, not expecting the girl's reaction, at her explanation.

"What's so funny?" Ask the girl, innocently.

The man with the thin sideburns, looked at the beautiful eyes before him. Getting interesting. His inner.

"Can you borrow HP?. I want contact, my friend, so they don't worry."

Azka, give her gawai, to the girl. The fingers flick, pressing eleven numbers, on the screen, which, it seems, is already out of the head.

"Call...." The woman across from him answered his call.

"Raina, I'm Azza. Sorry, just give me the news."

The girl greeted, suddenly feeling guilty, judging him. The man beside her, watched her in silence.

"Azza, where are you going?. I can't sleep, think loe." Raina, asked with a little annoyance.

"sorry. Let me tell you a story, everyone."

"Now, loe, where?"

"On the way, to the house. We'll get together, I'll deal."

Persuade the girl, remove the gerrymandering of her best friend. The man beside her, smiled knotfully, hearing her.

***

"Who?" Neysa asked, seeing Araina awake, because of her phone call.

"Azza, but use another number."

"Thank God, he's in good health." The quiet girl, giving thanks.

Araina sniffed, smelling the delicious aroma of cooking from the kitchen.

"You must be hungry, right?. I did, like, wake up, for lunch together."

The girl on the bed chuckled, until her body was shaken. The hormone ghrelin, reacts in his body. Making the worms in his stomach sing.

"Like, cooking?." Ask the middle-aged woman, at the dining table.

"Raina, don't choose food, Auntie. Anything in. Except tables and chairs, that's because of keeerasss."

The girl, imitating her friend's distinctive speech, is from Sumatra.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Instantly the dining room, filled with laughter, with its ridiculousness.

"Butiknya, rame?" Tanya, the man with the cup in the head.

"Alhamdulillah, Om. Again find additional energy."

A cat stuck to the spoiled, at the feet of the girl. Stroking his skin with his soft fur.

"Hiii hii hii" Spontan girl raised her legs on a chair. The spoiled animal, running away.

"Absolutely afraid of cats?" The teenage man in front of him spoke, chuckling

"Ho oh."

At once, everyone at the dinner table laughed. Ma'am, even in the kitchen, followed laughing, seeing the madness that happened there.

***

Luxury car, enter the VIP parking lot, in a famous mall.

"We take HP, then go to grapari." Azka, tell me, the woman next to him.

The girl with long hair, who was left in such a beautiful way, looked at the man beside her, with a questionable face.

"Wild, quick to communicate." The man, evasive. Actually, his brain was thinking of a way, to keep communicating with that beautiful virgin.

The girl, who had made her heart turn upside down.

"Now!" He gave the iphone, the latest edition, to the girl.

Azzalea, stupefied in her place. All the actions of that man, beyond the reach of his brain.

The tall man, invited Azzalea to enter the grafari. Just got in, his name called, by customer services.

What can't be done by the rich?

The handsome man, waiting on the sofa. A few eyes, fixed on him.

"Matching couple." Teen girl, in red dress adores.

"I can too." The woman next to him chimed in.

Two pregnant women stroking her stomach. Praying to have a handsome, beautiful and perfect child.

"Husband, Ma'am?" Tanya, female customer service, to Azzalea, after she finished activating her number back.

The girl in question, her face as red as a dragon. His gaze, turned to the man sitting gallantly, on the sofa.

Can I hold it, please?

Azka, grabbing the tiny hand, led her into a fancy restaurant. The girl beside him was so obedient.

***

Selena, just came out of a store, which sells lingerie, exclusively for women. Two women close friends, like brothers, walked on either side.

Suddenly, the girl stopped her steps. His body was tense, like being stung by electricity.

Ash upsik. Was it true that the one who entered the restaurant was him?

"Why, Len?" The woman with the skirt above the knee, asked.

Selena shook her head. All his groceries now, changing hands, on the two women nearby.

He walked in agitation, like there was a wild beast, behind him. His long legs almost reached the restaurant he was heading to.

Bruuuk

His body, colliding with a man who had just, came out of the restaurant.

"Damn!. If the road has eyes!" Bait him on the slippery-headed man, in front of him.