The Love Ship Ayana

Deguidedly

The clock shows at 9 p.m. Aya started to get nervous wanting to quickly go home. Actually since the incident in Arga's room earlier, Aya was already uncomfortable being there. It's just that Andini's aunt keeps telling me about her memories with her late mother. Several old-fashioned photo albums accompanied their conversation.

Arga quite understood Aya's discomfort with her presence. Although he still wanted to linger close and look at his wife's face, but he should not be selfish. Eventually Arga drowned herself with a pile of office work in her room.

Long thought, Aya opened her voice conveying her desire to go home to her apartment. Of course Andini's mother held him back, but Aya insisted on going home. He promised that he would come here again this weekend. Andini's mother gave up.

Andini's mother and Hutama's father escorted Aya forward. Aya kissed the couple's hand and got into her car. Aya started her car, but something was strange. The car is hard to move. He went down to check his car, "oh God, the tires are deflated." Unmitigated, all four tires deflated.

Andini's faithful mother stood at the door smiling triumphantly. This flat tire drama was his idea. He has arranged everything in such a way. The driver of Hutama's father had been kicked out of whichever way, the important thing is not to go home before 11 pm.

"What's up, son?" Ask to approach Aya.

"It's aunt, the tires are deflated. Where everything's deflating again." Answer Aya frustrated.

"Yes, it looks like you have to stay tonight" he replied smiling.

"No aunt, let me take a taxi" Aya still insisted on going home.

"Before a minute, you wait here first, auntie call Arga first on top." Without waiting for Aya's reply, Andini's mother stepped quickly into the house.

"No aunt, I can take a taxi." Aya half shouted. He was sure Aunt Andini heard his words but the woman was too forced of course she would not care about Aya's words.

Andini's mother came out to meet Aya followed by Arga behind her.

"Tante, Aya take a taxi. Pliss." Regardless of Arga's presence, Aya held her palms together, begging like a little child to ask her mother for candy.

"No, honey, you choose. Stay here or get Arga?" Andini's mother doesn't seem to want to be denied.

Aya resigned, rather than he slept in Arga's room, better to go home with Arga, so much better, anyway he could sit in the back seat and silence Arga as far as the road, he thought.

Arga who uses casual clothes with a brown leather jacket covering his shirt increasingly shows his charm. Aya is also a normal woman, although she does not want to establish closeness with any man, but that does not mean she can not distinguish between handsome men and which ones fail to look good. He also has an interest in the opposite sex. Especially good looking like this.

Arga handed one helmet to Aya. "Tomorrow.." take Arga and go get the bike.

Arga saw Aya just silently staring dissolved in his own mind, he got off his motorbike and walked towards Aya taking the helmet from his hand and put it on Aya's head.

"It's over!" Arga tucked a helmet on Aya's head.

Aya realized from her daydream, "i don't want to ride a motorbike, I take a taxi" he refused.

"It's late, wait until the gray cat will also not have a taxi through here." Arga was lazy to argue, he pulled Aya's hand closer to his bike. "Do you ride alone or do I lift?"

Aya flicked her lips, annoyed by Arga's coercive nature, "the child is the same mother. Equally forced." Came in the heart. He hurriedly went up to the bike, Arga also drove his bike at medium speed. No one opens their voice. Aya dissolved in her own mind, her heart rhythm like she could no longer control. This is his first experience riding a motorcycle, piggybacked by a handsome man anyway. A handsome man who might have seen his entire body without a single thread. Aya shook her head.

While Arga was unceasingly smiling all the way. He's very happy. Bonceng beautiful wife of these nights entered in one of the to do list that she will do after marriage and now it has come true. Unfortunately, this is not used to being hugged from behind by his wife.

"Handle, fall later." Arga said that grumpy because Aya only put both her hands covering her chest.

Not wanting to argue, Aya chose to hold Arga's leather jacket on both sides. Though Arga had intended to pull Aya's hand to embrace him if he was still cool with his childish behavior.

Arriving at the apartment, Arga entered the elevator. "Why did you come upstairs?" Tanya Aya was suspicious.

"Anterin you, can hang me on the tomato tree with Mom if you blister a little." Though it's only Arga mode that still wants to be together for a long time with Aya.

Arriving at the door of her apartment unit, Aya unlocks it. "Udah nyampe, now you can go home." Smoother throw.

"Don't you say thank you or make a cup of coffee?" Canda Arga was greeted by the sound of the door being closed quite loudly by Aya who immediately fled into his apartment unit.

Arga grew increasingly anxious, impatient to wait for that day to come.

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Passion, Ga!!! Pepet terosss, jang kasi kendooorrr😁