Virgines

ivvie again

However, for a moment he fell silent. Right, what a difference does Blah have with her. Not different at all.

Whether what was present in Gibran's mind, it was like from the beginning to see the Blade, Gibran kept something that was never revealed. And now there is a sense of jealousy seeing Bilah always close to Gabrian, also there is a sense of unwillingness if the innocent Gabrian finally fell in the arms of Blah. It is very confusing, actually what is being felt by this handsome man.

Or, does Blah remind him of the figure of Gwen he loves? Gwen who disappeared without a trace after that unforgettable night.

“Lho, what are you doing here???” a familiar voice greeted him.

Gibran turned towards the voice.

Ivvies.

‘Si stealth girl, why is she here? Coincidentally or is he a stalker?’ ask Gibran in silence.

“Gab..” Ivvie shakes his head.

“Not, I'm Gibran.”

Ivvie nodded in understanding after hearing Gibran's haughty voice.

“By the way really happens. Can we meet here? This is Korea, you know. Not mall deket home.” Ivvie then stood beside Gibran, staring at the sea before them.

The wind blew his long hair.

Gibran raised his eyebrows, and glanced cynically at Ivvie.

“Eh, if you're here, then Gabrian's coming too right?

Gibran did not answer, he tidied his hair in the wind.

“Emh, I'm here to invite my friend, he's Korean, hihi, scatter me? He wants to get married. I was invited. If you?” ivvie's voice was like a deafening sparrow.

“I?”

Ivvie nodded quickly.

“I first yes, here a lot of wind. Cold.” Gibran then walked away to the stairs.

"Eh, wait, where are you staying? can I come over? Gibran wait for me." Ivvie's chasing Gibran's steps.

Gibran seemed upset at Ivvie's babbling. Finally he told Ivvie where they were staying. Of course he did so that his thin lips stopped repossessing, making Gibran's head dizzy instead of puffed.

'Ran.. what the hell is his mouth made of. if there is no limit.' murmured Gibran.

Gibran then got downstairs and rode his bike towards the villa.

^

Inside the villa, Bilah and Gabrian were busy preparing dinner for the three of them.

“Hyung, where are you from? Instead of helping,” complained Gabrian when he saw the nose of Gibran appear.

Gibran approached them.

“Indeed, again cook what?” Gibran stood behind the Blade. And looked towards the stove that was in front of BILah. The blade moved his body so as not to come into contact with Gibran's body. Gibran then touched Bar's waist with his left hand.

Deg.

Blades surprised not playing.

The ignorant Gabrian, remained busy opening the Ramen packaging they were going to cook for dinner.

The blade moved his body, to let Gibran's hand loose. Gibran then released his touch slowly, Blah's body goosebumps due to the touch.

“Ehm, Eh Gabrian, enter the ramen, the water is boiling.” The bar tried to drive away awkwardly.

“Oh, nih, four packs yes, I'm a really good laper because.” Gabrian gave four packs of ramen to the blade.

Gibran sat on the sofa and turned on the television, the sound of a woman reading the news that day in Korean.

Gibran had no intention of doing anything, just asked reflexively to do unexpected things every time he was with Blah.