The Substitute Lover

SEVENTEEN

Jovin approached Abila with a crown made of white wildflowers, whether the flower that clearly looks good.

"what are you carrying?" asked Abila, when Jovin seemed to be approaching.

"something that will make you look more beautiful" she said as she put the circular object on the lover's black mane.

Abila just smiled embarrassedly, why is this young man so happy to make his face heat up?.

"you really look beautiful dear." she said again, peeping at the girl's cheek.

"you're always flirting with me." said Abila in shame.

"now it's my turn, where's the gift for me?" she asked.

Abila quickly kissed the young man's cheek, then turned around and covered his face with both palms.

Jovin smiled proudly, finally his love was also reciprocated by the girl of his dreams.

"it's almost dark, let's go home.I'll take you to the marshmellow's near here. I and Brother Johan used to go there if we were visiting the Villa." explained Jovin, while helping Abila stand up from her seat.

They returned to the Villa on their horseback.

Arriving at Villa Abila went straight to his room, if you know they were both roommates. But take it easy Jovin is not the type of young man who cannot control his hormones. Jovin is a type of Youth who uphold the principle of life.

"honey.. You take a shower first." tell Jovin.

Abila just nodded and headed to the bathroom.

A little while later Abila was done with her shower and came out.

"honey, now it's your turn, I've warmed the water." pinta Abila while drying her long hair with a towel.

Jovin entered the bathroom, a few minutes after his exit using his black boxer without using a top. So that it shows the shape of the body and do not forget the six torn breads that are clearly visible in the area of the stomach.

Abila turned her body, she was so shocked to see the young man's appearance. He quickly closed his eyes with both palms.

"uwaaaa...basas perverted, where do your clothes. quickly wear." cried Abila still with a position covering her face.

Jovin squinting next to his lips, maybe a little pranking his lover will be nice, his bath.

"let's just say you admire my sexy body" said Jovin confidently.

"basik... quickly put on your shirt, or I will run away from here." threatened Abila, successfully make Jovin a club and immediately wear his white shirt.

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Jovin and Abila are done getting ready, according to Jovin's promise that he will invite Abila to go to his favorite marshmellow shop.

"you're ready, baby?.ayo we go, the place is not far from here, so we just walk to make it look more romantic." he said, as he climbed down his eyebrows.

Abila just chuckled and replied.

"as far as you go, I'll obey you anyway if I'm tired of just having to carry you." she said so lightly.

They walk in the position of hands interlocked, occasionally joking and chasing each other, really the world feels like it belongs to the other two nyempil.

A few minutes later, they finally arrived at the store.

"Mr Jovin.." greeted the owner with a smile.

" yes Uncle..This is Jovin, how is Uncle?." asked Jovin next.

"i'm good sir, what about Mister? it's been a long time since I've been here." the man said again.

"i'm fine too Uncle, it just so happens that my family is busy so there is no time to visit here" he replied.

"oh so, oh yeah.. Who is this Miss?."

"wow, congratulations sir, may your relationship last" said the man while giving a plate full of Jovin's favorite roasted marshmellow, the man was too familiar with his young master's favorite food. Although Jovin is the son of a rich man, it is undeniable that he is very friendly to people around. He never distinguished caste. That attitude is what makes everyone admire him.

"try it ., it's so good" said Jovin, feeding a piece of marshmellow into Abila's mouth.

And Abila accepted it with pleasure.

"yes.this is really soft,." said Abila on the sidelines chewing her.

"it's your turn now..aaaaa." Abila feeds a piece of marshmellow to Jovin.

"so sweet, not because of her marshmellow taste but because you're the one who bribed me." said Jovin, looking at the beautiful face of his lover.

"really? if I give you poison, what will it be like to stay sweet?." asked Abila, a short but profound question.

"whatever you give me, I will always accept it." Jovin said without the slightest suspicion on Abila's question.

"really so? if I give you sadness, disappointment, will you still accept it?." asked Abila next.

"whatever it is, because I've fallen too deep in your love zone, my dear Adira."

"if I wasn't your Adira, would you still accept her?." Abila was so curious about the young man's answer this time.

"in my heart there is only one name Adira, no one can erase your name in my heart." that answer is more than enough to answer Abila's question.

The girl smiled sweetly, very sweet in Jovin's eyes. But the real smile is just a fake smile, full of disappointment, so sad . You must love someone who will never understand how much love you have. Abila had to hold deeply in her love.

"oh yeah.. baby, what do you want to order?" asked Jovin to break the silence.

"tea is warm." replied Abila.

Jovin scrunched his forehead.

"when did you become a tea lover? don't you hate him so much? you usually drink low alcohol."

Abila gugub again he mispronounced.

"ah.. well then order the same drink with you." said Abila next.

Shit.... How is this? even I have never tasted alcoholic beverages, how can I drink it later?.

Two drinks came. And Jovin immediately opened the drink belonging to Abila.

Abila drank the drink hesitantly.

"honey.. Why don't you drink? the drink is just an ordinary drink that you used to drink." said Jovin while sipping a drink from the can in his hand.

Inevitably Abila finally drank the drink with a single sip rather than the cover uncovered.

After a few minutes, Abila began to feel a tremendous dizziness in her head.

What's wrong with my head, why it hurts so much.

Jovin fused his eyebrows seeing the change in his lover's expression.

"honey... Are you okay?" ask her while cupping both cheeks Abila who looks flushed.

Whahuh? you drunk? since when you can't drink alcohol . I know you're a good drinker. Adira who exactly are you?.

Abila began to fumble indistinctly, occasionally laughing giggling.

"honey..ayo we go home, you're drunk." take Jovin.

"who said I was drunk? I'm not drunk handsome young man."he said then laughed again.

"honey let's go home, it's night."

"home? okay..but carry me." pinta Abila while sticking out both hands.