The RoofTop Girl's

Geraaaah

Auroras

After Fatih's death, he really could not close the eyes of the goods for a second. Fatih's shadow making out with Kikan made her growl like a lonely mother cat.

This room suddenly warmed up, he became sultry himself. Instead of lying down, he chose to ponder in an obscure room, until his attention turned to a row of Fatih's book collection lined up on the shelf.

At the top are non-fiction books mostly about aviation, the middle is a book about law, health, religion, psychology and at the bottom is a row of novels Sherlock Holmes, a, Harry Potter, bilbo adventures, and detective conan comics.

He smiled to himself looking at Fatih's childish side. Judging from the scruffy and dusty comics Conan, it is certain that Fatih still often read the comic at this age.

He and Fatih did have the same reading taste from school. He remembers how they argued fiercely about the black organization that gave Shinichi Kudo body-dissipating drugs, wondering when Shinichi could return to his original body.

If Fatih is more focused on discussing each case handled by Conan. He prefers to discuss the romantic side between Shinici and Ran. In fact he often imagined that he was Ran Mouri and Fatih, his Shinici Kudo. Hahaa it's embarrassing.

His gaze then turned to Fatih's line of thick Harry Potter novels. And he smiled again imagining how they used to discuss the death of professor Dumbledore, who had died at Snape's hands.

He insisted that Snape, the eater of death was really evil. While Fatih's analysis, that it's impossible for Dumbledore to die that easily, there must be a plan behind it. And it turns out that when the seventh Harry Potter novel was published, it was only discovered that Dumbledore himself planned his death.

Back as usual, if Fatih prefers to discuss the storyline. He instead thought about Harry's relationship breaking up from Cho cang and chose Ginny Weasley as his lover.

Just as he crouches down to grab Bilbo's adventure novel, the beginning of The Lord of the Rings trilogy. The door of the room opened, Fatih's face appeared there.

Next to his heart cheered with excitement at the arrival of the man, while the next one was busy sneering, "Look, he was out of love with the Fish!"(( The fishes? hahaa...Kikan is not a fish... Give me what to call)

And he was really affected by the side of his heart that was still sneering. Instead of welcoming the arrival of Fatih, he even continued to pick up books and sit on the carpet.

"Hey, Kirain was asleep. It's the hammer." Fatih's grin while lifting the martabak pack into the air.

"Yes." Yeah." He said, focus on the book without looking.

"Just take a plate." Before long, Fatih's figure disappeared behind the door and came back again with a plate and a pot of cold water.

Actually his mouth is very itchy to ask Fatih where, meet who (if he already knows, meet the Fish of course), they just say. But the realization brought him back to the ground, that he was no one who had the right to know Fatih's business.

She's just a poor woman who's stuck in a pseudo-marriage to save her self-esteem that's been blown to pieces.

"This is the martabak that we often buy first, which is presumably in place."

"Oh yeah?" Finally he turned his head as well, while picking up a piece of martabak with his right hand, while his left hand was still holding Bilbo's adventure novel.

"Read books?" Fatih's lyrics were briefly on the book he was holding.

He did not answer, but continued to chew. Half his heart was still slightly upset at the man, while continuing to eat martabak in the most inelegant way in the world.

Although Fatih continued to watch, he did not care. Think of this as a hormonal change in a pregnant woman.

While Fatih cleaned up the rest of the meal and returned the plate and teapot of water out, he immediately took a position lying on the bed and closed his eyes, even though there was no sleepiness at all.

His body stiffened instantly as a large hand wrapped around his stomach. I don't know when Fatih came back and hugged her from behind. The man's lips even stuck perfectly to the niche of his neck. It caused a spark of electrical current right then and there.

"Fa..parr.tiih?!"

"Hmmm..."

He stiffened, for many years friends with Fatih. They have never been in such an intelligent position. Fatih hugged him tightly, the man's warm breath sweeping the back of his neck, making him forget how to breathe.

"We've broken up, there's nothing to do with it."

Actually he wanted to answer Fatih's words, saying that it was not his business at all, but the speech stopped in his throat, he was just silent.

"I don't want any misunderstanding between us going forward." Fatih began to kiss his neck softly and deeply, making him have to hold his breath many times to feel the sensation that the man made.

"I'm hot." With a quick movement he finally broke away from Fatih and sat down, flapping his hands into the air.

"Whoaah...Why is it so hot!"

"The AC is cold." Fatih.

He continued to shake his hand, trying to buy time so as not to lie back down. He could not imagine if Fatih had kissed him like that.

Okelah, if with Abi, he is drunk. Well this... And unfortunately, he continued to pay attention to Fatih, which normal man after marriage does not want to do anything.

"I can't sleep..." Frustrated whining.

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Fati

He just wanted to sleep while hugging Rora. But Rora was immediately defensive when touched, making him take the initiative to put the girl's teddy bear in the middle of the mattress, to limit their position.

"Let's go to sleep, it's night."

But Rora did not want to lie down yet, still continued to whine unable to sleep. The girl looked agitated.

"I make milk?"

Rora shook her head then quickly nodded, making her reflexively pinch the girl's pointed nose as she gave a smile.

"Wait here." He walked to the door and disappeared.

Slowly he entered the room again with a glass of warm milk and handed it to Rora. No need to wait long, the glass of milk was empty. But Rora was still agitated...

"Well, can you read me a story?"

The girl is now lying down again, though not yet fully relaxed.

"What story?" He settles down on the mattress, but this time keeps a safe distance from Rora. He grabbed his phone and looked for a story to read to the girl.

"Hansel and Gretell want to?"

Rora nodded smilingly from behind the teddy bear that separated them.

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