Thin Differences
Perfect
Hafsa immediately headed for the room that was forced by the young man who was in the dining room. He saw Daffa enjoying his breakfast the next morning.
The girl smiled wryly at Daffa who looked as cold as before. Hafsa so have fear of his love will clap one hand.
"After you clean the room you say whatever is lacking and the layout is the best." Daffa said when a girl was about to open the door of the forced room.
"Good sir." Reply to Hafsa which made the young man hurt.
Chequelek
The door of the room located near the family room was opened by a girl. The girl easily opened it because it was never locked.
"What to clean?" The girl asked inwardly after circulating her gaze in all directions.
"It's quite clean and looks neat even all the items in this room already do not need to be added anything." Further.
The girl stepped forward step by step and slowly. Daffa who had finished enjoying his breakfast was still sitting in the dining room.
"Den, I'm sorry wasn't it cleaned up this morning?" Ask Aunty.
"Let him sleep there Bi." Daffa.
"What Aunt didn't suspect was that she was from a different family that we could never have guessed." Further.
"The three of us a few days ago had a hard time with someone's life." Definitely Daffa again.
"We don't want anyone here to be a victim." The next one is long and wide.
The Baya Half-Woman had already very well memorized the character of this family. He's been working in this villa for a long time since the late Mr. Richat was alive.
"Auntie don't worry don't fall victim to heartache." Said Daffa trying to cover up all the truth after he told her that made the middle-aged woman look at him blankly like a worry.
The aunt who was still in the dining room was slightly relieved after hearing the story from her third master. He thought it was a matter related to his master's heart.
"Hopefully Den." Bibi said she prayed because she also saw that Hafsa was a good girl.
"Thank you Bi." Daffa said after convincing the Baya Beak woman.
The young man headed for the room located near the living room. He observed every move that was so different when compared to ordinary people.
"Less what?" Ask Daffa to the girl who was in the room was making that observation until she gasped.
"perfect." Answer the brief Hafsa.
"Good judgment." Daffa said praising.
"This room is for my girl, I'd like to ask your opinion." Said the young man again.
"I'm sure you know what every girl needs in her room." Further.
Gegs
"Oh..... So for the Master girl?" Said the girl with a heart that hurt.
"May your boyfriend like this room." Hafsa.
"If you like..... She's gonna love it." Daffa said convincingly.
Hafsa tried hard to strengthen her feelings. He didn't expect to get this sick.
The girl turned around and walked out of the room. A young man stood by leaning his body beside the door until his steps stopped for a moment.
Greeep
A burly hand held the arm of a girl as it was about to pass through. He slowly pulled her slightly into the room.
"Deliver!" Pinta the girl tried to let go of Daffa's hand which held her hand tightly.
"Well, I'll take care of all my stuff soon." Further.
"Thank you I've been allowed to stay here all this time." He said again, lowering his head.
"I'm sorry if so much is wrong with you guys." Continue with low intonation.
"I'll be right out of here." Said Hafsa running towards her room.
The young man ran after Hafsa until he was caught. The slender waist held him for the first time as well as Daffa daring to hug a girl for the first time.
"Is this what it's like to hug someone we love?" Ask Daffa inwardly enjoying the scent of the body of a girl who has a special scent.
(What scent is it about?" Hafsa often cooks. Guess what).
On Another Road to the Capital
Garda was delighted to receive a message from his lover and immediately returned to the capital on his motorbike. That feeling is not much different from the feeling of the Brother who was playing hugs at Villa.
Duaor
The sound of a collision between the motors occurred until a young man fell down. Garda can not wait to go immediately to the lover until the speed of the motorbike is added.
The rider who hit the Guard fled after coming to his senses with what they were doing. The rider was so drunk from last night that their balance in riding was absent.
The Guard is helped by a girl he once saw with the Little Sister. The girl without much talk turned the Guard towards a rather comfortable place.
"Is the world so narrow?" Ask the young man in his heart.
"Or all the girls are his." Continue with pain throughout his body.
The Guard felt pain but did not dare to complain. He did not want others to know if he was in a fragile physique let alone a woman.
"It seems I've seen you." Said Garda trying to open the conversation.
"It might be a coincidence." Yasna.
"Can I ask you for help." The Guard said expectantly.
"I can help you." Answer Yasna.
"Good girl." Chirps the Guard unconsciously.
"What?" Ask Yasna to make sure.
"No." Answer the Guard briefly.
"Well, if people want to, but the truth is that other people think I'm different." The real inner Yasna clearly heard what the wounded youth said.
The young man looked for something in his pants pocket after feeling his body was better. The Guard did not find the item he was looking for the possibility of it being thrown.
The two men were silent, and no word came out of their mouths after that. The awkwardness appeared, even Yasna did not feel good if she left the sick young man alone.
"If you still have business go, I'm fine." Said the Guard breaking the silence between the two.
"I'm not that cruel to leave a wounded person like you alone." Yasna.
The girl kept quiet and tried to think about her next move. The badly damaged motorbike if left behind is also not safe he thought.
The bike is worth nothing compared to his current feelings for the Guard. She wanted to ask the girl for help but felt bad for her other two brothers as well.
The girl was afraid of the Guard because her face had been cold since even though they had spoken two words. His thoughts now so compare between the stronger he faced a cold person or when bullied by people around him.
