Trapped in Love Sikumbang Night

Part_33 Questions

Arkan and Mang Tomang are back home.

"Thank you, Mang. I'd be taken by you" said Arkan.

"Siip, not papa. Just relax. Even though we are brothers, Jun l," Mang Tomang replied while putting his bike into the house.

Arkan knocked on the door with no answer. The door opened easily. Dara must have forgotten to lock it after she left.

Arkan flashed a smile seeing Dara had fallen asleep on the chair.

He must be very tired.. Tare.. Tare...

Arkan looked at the shady face, Although sleeping soundly did not eliminate the beauty of Dara. Even the girl did not realize that some of her hair covered Dara's face.

Arkan turns the hair away slowly not wanting him to disturb Dara's sleep. Slowly he moves Dara to the bed but Dara regains consciousness when Arkan breaks down her body.

Dara even wrapped her hand around the young man's neck until Dara overcame his body.

"You've come home, what's the place far away?" seloroh Dara stared fixedly at Arkan's eyes.

Arkan gave a small nod, the girl was ravaging his heart. What demonic entity made him grant Dara's request.

"You're hungry, let's eat!" invite Arkan to remove himself from Dara but the girl tightens his embrace.

"Arkan, I want us to get married. So that we will not be separated" said the girl.

For a moment Arkan fell silent and lifted Dara's body with the building of He from above Dara.

"We think about it later, the important thing is that we fill our stomachs first yes," Arkan said gently.

Dara according. Both of them turned to the table and opened the contents of the food menu.

"I don't know your favorite food, I hope you don't, Dar" said Dara.

Dara ate the food with pleasure. He was grateful to be there with Arkan. The young man who has touched his heart.

Stuck her between the flowers of Love and compassion in every touch and speech.

Arkan joined Eat, he was moved to be able to both like a happy family. It didn't occur to me that he could experience that. Something that he felt would be impossible to experience.

"Without..," he said.

Dara stopped the spoon and let it curl up and placed it over the rice wrap.

"Why?" Dara crossed her hands on the table.

Arkan grabbed and clasped Dara's hand. There was something emanating inside his eyeball. Something important that He wants to express openly.

"You know, right? I'm not a good young man. But why did you choose to run away with me?" ask Arkan while gulping down his saliva.

Dara chuckles. After this far Arkan just asked something that has gone stale.

"Love is blind, right? Love does not look at situations and conditions. I feel comfortable beside you, Kan. Every day I think of you. Waiting for a miracle that you'll come and be my life's savior" Dara said.

His heart was full of wounds but every time Arkan met the wound seemed to gradually disappear, there was only happiness.

"Are you sorry?" ask Dara at last.

"Bu_ is not that, I'm afraid that you will regret it. I've been touching other women a lot, I'm afraid it's hurting you later" Arkan said.

Dara got up from her seat and set on a dull vase of flowers on the table. Her eyes are watering. He smiled bitterly lamenting his fate which was actually no better than Arkan.

Arkan followed Dara and embraced the body with shahdu.

"Sorry, I must have hurt you" whispered Arkan in the girl's ear. Her heavy voice sounded melodious in Dara's ears.