The RoofTop Girl's

Wait for me to come home...

Auroras

The six days of Fatih's leave were spent lazing around in the apartment. Fatih had taken him to the top, or traveled to Bandung, which was close, but he refused.

The reason is that the baby just wants to sleep, eat and then sleep again. Be the six days that they just sleep, play games, watch Netflix, try a new menu of failed Fatih cuisine, read novels on the online reading platform that directly commented spicy by Fatih.

"I'm guessing this author is still Junior High, pretentious and write adult scenes."

He immediately scrunched his forehead, "Brother if told to nulis also not necessarily can." he sneered.

"Yes that's not it, the scene doesn't feel, there's no feeling. It must have been written that has never really rained."

"Aoyama Gosho must have seen the scene of people being killed before writing Conan?" It's tickling. "Can die a Japanese person if you have to fuss first just write.

And Fatih just laughed, "Seriously, funny reading it."

"So what are we doing again?" Fatih diverted the chatter material as her eyes started glaring.

"Watch.."

"Bored..It must be Korea again." Fatih yawned while laying her head right on her thigh. And he just giggled, well these six days he has forced a fatih that really boy must watch a pingky drakor while holding a crazy heartbeat.

Although their relationship is as appropriate as most husband and wife, but still his body and heart can not be immune from sudden physical contact that often done Fatih.

And now the man was rolling on his thigh sitting on the sofa, tilted and hugging it while burrowing his head into his protruding belly.

His fingers slowly stretched out to follow Fatih's hair. The man looked up and smiled, sweet. Sometimes he feels he's too good to be true. No one is this nice and sweet. As if all the positive attitudes that women want are taken all and become one in this male figure.

He was a little surprised when Fatih suddenly got up to sit down, then touched his cheeks and cupped him. Their eyes were in a straight line, so that he could look at Fatih with all his might.

From this close distance, he could see Fatih's pliable eyelashes, as well as the brown spots on his eyeballs. Also, a faint mole was seen at the base of the man's nose. Too much information. However, he did not forget to record those details into his memory.

"Can't we be like this every day?" Fatih kissed her lips.

"Maybe, you don't have to work anymore." His coolness was slow, followed by Fatih's pinch on his nose.

Tomorrow Fatih starts working, and of course they won't be able to do this again for a while. And the six days Fatih gave him were the most beautiful days he ever had.

He has recorded every second of it, every moment that they pass, every chat that is spoken, every touch that Fatih gives, every romance that seems like there will never be an end.

Everything was recorded carefully by him to be played back when he missed this man later.

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Fishnake

He was still pacing around in the room, I don't know how many hours. The news brought by Byan really surprised him even though he had guessed, it was impossible for Fatih to marry Aurora this sudden. The man just wants to save Aurora, the cousin.

Wait, do their parents know that what Aurora contains does not belong to Fatih. It would be nice if they didn't know. He thought Fatih and Rora must be lying, and of course their marriage was also arranged.

His head was suddenly full, thinking of the various possibilities that could occur. Byan wanted Aurora and he certainly still expected Fatih. Goodgood.

Why not, he tried to help straighten out all these misunderstandings. Aurora can hold the Abi family accountable, but Abi's family really wants the baby in the womb and Fatih can of course return with her.

"okay, think.... Kikan."

You need to play beautiful, collect all the facts and evidence, manipulate a little data and then attack the opponent so that they can not dwell anymore, this is as easy as when competing in the courtroom.

Make your opponent die of lice to gasp like a fish that has just been removed from the pond. Well, so easy for you Kikan.

Byan doesn't know that Aurora is married yet, and she doesn't have to tell the man. In view of the nature and body language, it is clear that Byan is the type who will not want to hurt an ant. Byan would retreat if he saw Aurora with Fatih, he was sure of that.

"Why...?"

"Go see his parents directly."

"Aurora's parents?"

"Yes, for however Abi had impregnated their son, and the form of accountability of the Abi family, with you who came to them, asked Aurora nicely."

"Aurora's parents knew she was pregnant?" Byan looked at him fixedly.

"Obviously I think it's been four months, there's no way they didn't realize their child was pregnant. And again, everything must be fine, the proof is Aurora is still near her family, meaning her parents accept the girl's condition."

Byan nodded softly, "You're right, I must ask Aurora nicely to her parents."

And he smiled, gulping down his drink until it was gone. Let Byan do the part, and he does the part. He could not wait for tomorrow, seeing how the girl reacted.

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Fati

"I'll drive to the airport, okay?"

"Not bother, tired too later. You've been picked up by taxi from the airline." He tidied his tie in front of the mirror, glimpsed briefly Rora scowled at the edge of the bed.

"Yes, come along. But how will he go home?"

"Can ride another taxi later."

He nodded slowly, seeing Rora act like it was adorable, if there was no flight schedule today, of course he had attracted the girl to share the warmth under the same blanket.

But the sound of a taxi horn that picks him up seems to return him to the real reality that he has to work, there are 278 people with different life goals that he must safely transport to the same place today.

"Come on, that's the taxi's already picked up." He hugged Rora at a glance then kissed the girl's face in each inch of her.

"Rora's coming?" Mama who was already standing on the terrace turned to them.

"You'll drive to the airport ma."

"How will he go home?"

"Slightly, can you order a taxi again ma." The girl blushed and the mama just smiled looking at them.

"Yes, be careful."

Airport, where people say welcome, also at once goodbye. The place people meet, also the place to part, and the place where they wave each other while smiling meaningfully.

"Wait for me to go home."

"I'll be waiting for you."

And of course the place they promised each other.

To be Continue

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Happy new year Hijri