When Love Should Choose

Nia-Ardian Incident Meeting in Front of Bathroom

Chapter 6

Nia woke up when the clock on the wall of her room showed 9 o'clock. Oh, geez! It was 9 in the morning! So comfortable her bedroom makes Nia sleep soundly until waking up. Or because of his tiredness last night that makes him slumber until this hour just woke up?

In a hurry, Nia picked up her t-shirt and ponggol pants from inside her big bag. The clothes in his bag had not even been moved into the closet. Ah, let's take a shower first, at any time can be arranged her clothes into the closet, she thought.

Nia opened her bedroom door and hurriedly walked into the bathroom. He opened a shower in the bathroom to clean himself after soaking his whole body and shampooing his soft long hair.

Although she woke up late and had to rush a shower to rush down to the breakfast made by Bik Aini, but Nia still had time to sing a love song that was once ngetop. The Band Radja.

Be honest with me when you are no longer in love

Leave me if it's not possible to be together

Stay away from me forget me o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o…

Meanwhile, in the opposite room.

Ardian squirmed his body that felt heavy and tired. His eyes opened reluctantly, slowly. His drowsiness was still not gone and in fact he still wanted to sleep again until noon. But the sound of singing from outside his room suddenly woke him up. As if dreaming or even like being struck by lightning, he heard the sweet voice of a girl who was singing.

“Arghhh...!” Ardian screamed in annoyance as he flipped his body left and right. His sleep was disturbed.

Where did that sound come from? thought furious. On the 2nd floor of his house there was no one else but him. That must be the singing voice from the radio playing Bik Aini. But, since when does Bik Aini like to hear singing from the radio? Even if it was Bik Aini who played the radio, he would not dare to play it aloud until it was heard in Ardian's room. Because Bik Aini knows that Ardian does not like to be disturbed, especially when he is sound asleep.

Because he could no longer fall asleep, Ardian rose from his bed. He threw down the pillow he used to cover his ears to the side. He sat on the edge of the bed while frowning. Her smooth white face looked sour. But it does not reduce his good looks, even looks cool and dashing.

Ardian wore a tight white shirt and brown ponggol sleeping pants. His tall athletic body and stocky looks clearly formed behind the tight shirt and pants ponggol it. Smooth and dense leg feathers surround the calf and below the knee.

Ardian's good looks are impeccable. Large eyes sharp highlight, sharp nose, ideal mouth, temples with thin sideburns that adorn the face of hard jawed, dense hair rather choppy, and smooth white skin. All of that makes the 18-year-old guy like a cross-faced movie artist, even though Ardian has absolutely no mixed blood.

Perhaps because for 10 years he grew up in a big city with all the main facilities and wrapped in glittering luxury, making his body adjust to all that. Or it could also be because he himself is diligent in sports such as swimming and jogging to have an athletic and sturdy body. Moreover, Ardian also likes to play basketball in the housing complex.

The sound of singing outside his room now sounded wildly. If it was right in his reff that requires the sound to rise until it is clearly heard in Ardian's ear.

The man sat on the edge of his bed with a blue bed. Her ears tried to hear more clearly the origin of the sound that woke her deep sleep just now. It seemed like it was indeed a real voice, the voice of a young girl who was singing outside her room. It is not the sound of a radio or cassette let alone of a music application on a mobile phone.

Her taste is getting worse. If that's really the singing voice of a girl, then who is that girl? Why is it in his house and seems to be happily singing.

Ardian walked slowly towards the door of his room, opening it slowly. He had to find out to answer his curiosity. His sleepiness seemed to disappear instantly when his brain was busy thinking and guessing earlier.

The curiosity was not only because he wanted to know who was singing outside his room, but also because the voice sounded familiar in his ears. Like the voice of a girl he dreamed of every night, who he missed for 10 years but did not have the courage to visit or meet him.

Ardian came out of the room, walking towards the direction the voice came from. The chant now sounded soft, like it came from the bathroom on the 2nd floor near Ardian's room and Nia's room. Ardian's footsteps drew closer. And when he got to the place he was going, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was open.

In front of the 2nd floor bathroom door, he saw a young girl coming out of the bathroom with a body wrapped in a towel covering the chest down. Her wet long hair was wrapped in a small towel, until when Ardian looked at her, the girl's other hand was holding the doorknob and the other was holding a small towel that was scouring her head.

Ardian stood like a statue as the girl turned away from the bathroom door she was closing and faced towards him.

“Awww..!” he cried spontaneously, surprised to find there was another creature standing before him with a sharp gaze. His heart jumped, pounding hard, not knowing what to say other than spontaneously staring back at the handsome male figure in front of him.

His body was strong, tall, and athletic. Then his face that looked cold but very unsightly, made the heart of any girl would thump to see him especially if it was turning into a look with the look of his sharp eyes.

Nia continued to look at the figure in front of her, while Ardian who was seen had not been able to see the girl in front of him.

“Who are you?!” jolt Ardian when feeling trapped in such a situation.

“A-a-aku..”

“You stuttered, yes!’ cut Ardian fast when he saw the girl in front of him could not answer quickly.

“Hah? What?” confused Nia for a moment.

“Lho, asked why even behind? Strange girl!” sharp voice Ardian. “I asked, who are you? Why is it in my house, even more so on this 2nd floor, my great headquarters, you know?”

“Mmmm... i..,” is a bit doubtful Nia is about to answer. But before he introduced himself, Ardian had already cut in.

“Had, so long time to reply! Just tell yourself who is so hard? Though if his voice singing shrill earlier like no one else in this house alone will be disturbed!” sindir Ardian is a bit emotional. Remembering how his sleep was disturbed because of the singing voice of the girl.

“Sorry...,” Nia lowered her head with both hands clasping tightly onto a towel that was peeling just above her chest down, as if afraid of her less powerful entanglement. His heart was still shocked and confused.

Oh, geez! What an oddity this is, coming out of the bathroom instantly meets a weird guy who gets angry and says he stutters just for faltering to answer when asked.

The answer faltered even because of the shock suddenly faced with a situation like this, asked questions that are continuous. Then before he could answer, he was scolded for no reason.

Ohiya, he said earlier because of his shrill singing voice. Was my voice really that shrill? thought Nia was embarrassed and felt guilty all of a sudden.

“Yes, if I can't answer, I'm not interested. Huh!” after saying so, Ardian walked away from the girl's presence, to his bedroom and went straight in.

With a step like being chased by a ghost, Ardian quickly went to his bed and dropped his body on it. He covered both eyes with a large pillow while trying to set the thump in his heart. What's the matter? Why is his heart beating so hard and so irregular?

O-o. It's not like he's never seen hot-dressed girls out there. Lots of friends he knows in any place, who like to dress in tight dresses showing cleavage or short skirts tight on the knees to show smooth white thighs. Then, their faces were decorated with thick make-up with fake eyelashes.

Ardian often sees girls like that, even close friends with them. But never once did his heart beat and the rhythm of his heart beat.

From the first time he saw the girl close the bathroom door, turn around and face him, until their eyes rubbed against each other, Ardian's heart continues to pound until now.

Who is that girl exactly? ardian thought in a rage. Her brain can't think clearly since seeing the girl for the first “” times. How does his style when closing the bathroom door, when turning and facing him, when looking back at him carefully, as his hands clasped tightly together a white towel that peppered his chest down, until he stuttered to answer Ardian's questions. All of that still crossed Ardian's mind and could not be released at all.

Ouch, ngesalin! The shadow of all the sexy beautiful girls he had ever known seemed to be faint in a few seconds was wiped out by the natural shadow of the girl who was “clothed in towel”. Then her hair that was covered in a small towel and her expression when she saw Ardian nagging her. All of this could not be removed from his mind.

Ardian continued to close his eyes and let a large pillow cover his entire face in a recumbent position on the bed.

Oh, now he really wants to fall asleep and dream about the girl, even though the girl is real and in front of him earlier. But Ardian was afraid that it was just a dream. So he pinched his own arm firmly. Ow hell! It hurts! Then it was not a dream, there was indeed a foreign girl in his house who met earlier.

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