
A dozen minutes later...
We left at 8:15 from the apartment and will soon arrive at my college. Along the way I enjoyed it with him. This togetherness certainly makes my heart happier. But, there are still things that are less pleasant.
"Why silence?"
I asked him who was still driving the car. I pulled the sleeves of his T-shirt so he would no longer be silent to me. He looked over and smiled at me. Just a smile without saying anything. I was wrong about myself because of it.
She's why, huh?
My master was wearing black jeans and brown leather shoes. Today he does not wear a long-sleeved sweater but a grey t-shirt only. It seems like she wants to tease me with her muscular arms that are deliberately on display. I don't know, maybe it's just my feelings.
Before long we reached the front of the campus, probably about five meters away from the gate. There were still thirty minutes left before the audition show started. So I'll use this opportunity to talk to him.
"Darling, why the hell?"
I asked him again who was still silent. It turns out that it's not good to be silenced like this either. Though only a few minutes he did not chirp, but how does it feel like a year?
Ah, Ara. You're too lebay!
I finally kept silent. My face was down, no longer asking her to speak. He finally realized this change in my attitude. I saw him moving his fingers on the steering wheel. He was confused to start the conversation.
"Nature ...." He finally said my name.
I looked quickly at him.
"Actually I'd like to take you to the gym." He finally told me the truth.
"Then?" my many.
"No, because you're going to college." He looks moody.
"To the gym yesterday?" my question, make sure.
"No. There is also a gym in the apartment. It's just that I do prefer the far ones," he said without looking at me.
"I'll be home soon after I know who will play Cinderella" I said excitedly.
"But I want it now." He said again, turning to me who was sitting next to him.
I smile. "I can't. This is my long-standing dream. I want to reach my dream first, okay?" soft ask.
He smiled while watching me. "I'm sorry if I'm being too selfish, Ara." He doesn't seem to be feeling well on his own.
"No. Not necessary. You're not wrong. Maybe it's just the timing that's not right. But if we go to Indonesia, I will accompany you all day. We'll go around there." I'm convincing.
He nodded with a smile. His heart seems to be calm now.
"Yes, already. Then I'll go in first, yeah." I said goodbye, I wanted to get out of the car.
"Fine."
"Yes?" I looked back at him again.
"What time will you be home?" ask before I get out of the car.
"Em, don't know. I'll tell you later" I replied.
"Can you tell me? Your phone's not in the apartment?" It was as if he was reminding me.
"Oh, yes, too." I'm recalling.
"Well..." He leaned his head against the chair. "Is it all women like you who, when you're angry, give back all of their male gifts?"
"Eh?"
"If I had given it, I wouldn't have asked for it back. What kind of man asks back all the things he's been given to his woman?" He even asked me.
"I'm sorry" I said, not feeling good myself.
"Eh?" I'm shocked.
"Call me when it's done. I'll pick you up later. If it could be fifteen minutes before the show ends, yes. So I can get ready first." He narrates.
"He-it." I'm nodding.
"Call to the regular mobile number. I always carry two cell phones everywhere" he said.
"alright. But..."
"But what?"
"Is it okay to bring your phone?" I have a little doubt.
"What's wrong, just take it for a while. Just don't delete the data that's there." He reminded me.
"Okay, all right." I nodded, agreeing.
He then approached me. Then...
Mr ....
My heart suddenly beat as she held this face and kissed me on my forehead. Her lips were stuck on my forehead for a long time. It seems like he is channeling his feelings of regret to me. I closed my eyes, living it.
"Fine." He then said my name.
I opened both eyes in front of him. We also looked at it at a very close distance.
"Don't be naughty. Remember me," the message.
Both of his hands were still holding this face. And I just nodded when he ordered like that. I felt the warmth of his breath that seemed to warm this heart. He kissed my eyelids, right and left in turn. It feels so shahdu.
Sir, tell me if you love me.
I really want to hear those words from him. As if I don't care about the time that goes on. Yet...
"Let's tell me, yeah." He just said that and then took both his hands off my face.
"He-it." I just nodded, not daring to ask him to say it.
I thought he would kiss my lips and declare love. But in fact, I had to wait for him again. And not wanting to seem too hopeful, I rushed out of the car. But ... he's got me.
"You forgot something, Ara." He kind of reminds me.
I turned to him as I held the door. I then approached and ventured to grab the soft flesh. I kissed her, yes kissed her with one gentle kiss. He was shocked by my attitude. He was silent, but I got out of his car with a happy smile.
He opened the windshield when he realized I was out. "Remember my message, Ara." He reminded me, speaking from inside the car.
"Yes, Bawel," I told him.
Then he surprised me. Something he did this morning. He stuck his right hand out of the car as if asking me to kiss him. I was stunned to see his attitude, as if to show that he was mine, I was his. I kissed her hand like a wife to my husband. I kiss with all my heart no matter if anyone sees it or not.
"Already, yeah. I'm going in first." I said goodbye after kissing her hand.
"He-it." He nodded and smiled at me.
I don't know why my heart feels so happy. This feeling in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. I want to be with him and not make any more noise. I really love her.
I turned around and walked away leaving him still looking at me from the car. Until I finally got into the campus yard and then turned back towards him. It turns out that he hasn't left there either.
Sir, thank you.
Not long after I saw him waving his hand and I waved my hand at him. He then drove forward while closing the windshield. I smiled as I watched her leave the campus gate.
It's very happy if it continues like this.
Today I feel I have been possessed by him. There is nothing else in his heart but himself. But as a woman I can't openly show her how I feel. Because like I said, men can play games if they know our hearts that really love them. The hair may be as black, but the heart of who knows? I'm still on guard until the word I get. I hope this is the best way forward for me.