The Power of the Female Heart

The Power of the Female Heart
impassivity



A week Kharis has been staying here but it seems like every day my feelings get more and more uncontrollable there is a strange feeling arises when in the Kharis Deket from my heart, if my Kharis heart does not know.


Today is the time to clean up together where all the family members are all joined to do filial work, I bring a broom, Kharis bring a lawnmower, I bring a broomstick,mr. Andi brought the hoe Bu Riska brought a kemoceng and this cute little Radit took part in the company and carried a drink hanging from his neck.


in the middle of us doing consecrated work suddenly came from the direction of the terrace, had stood a beautiful woman with unravel hair dressed sexy was trying to squeeze the bell that had been waiting at the door.


I took my foot to open the door.After I let her in she asked about Kharis


"Where Kharis "was wondering to me but in my daydream for a moment I asked him who he was .


I call Kharis who is behind the house with Pak Andi .


Kharis came at the beginning they met directly familiar girl directly holding Kharis hand and stroking Kharis cheek, I see Kharis was comfortable with the presence of the woman .


For some reason in my heart there is a little pain to see everything but I assure and I advise myself that a soul mate and destiny have been there to plan everything.


The girl came in and met and greeted all the family members, it seems that this girl is kind and also not arrogant like Kharis first came here, then Kharis introduced that this girl is his close friend on campus .


Honestly seeing this girl my heart actually also likes the way she interacts, with her language and I think it's polite, can be said perfect .


I thought for a long time I became dizzy myself seeing them and then I decided to go out for a walk in the area around ,either Miss Riska noticed me or not when I daydreamed about seeing Kharis and that girl whose name was Nafisa .


I swing my feet until I arrive at the city park I sit alone while looking at people and pass by their own activities while listening to my favorite song .


Suddenly there was a man sitting next to me, a man who had a pretty handsome face, but on the head wearing a distro shirt and jeans under the knees ,wear a watch at the sight of Sangan col abis.


He smiled at me while playing his phone .I started just a little but after a few minutes we started chatting with his leisure until it didn't feel like it was already noon then I said go home .


a short meeting that left memories that are not forgotten, namely the number of each hp turned out to be named Arya.


I walked my feet forward and it was clear Arya followed me from behind and she smiled and said she wanted to know where I live and all came home because it happened to be the same direction as me .


we walked together while chatting so that we became more familiar and true we became more familiar after knowing and knowing each other.


Upon arrival in front of the house I waved my hand at Arya she also replied to him with her smile .