When You Become the Winner

First Meeting

Adiyaksa's wife is the man who made me (berllian irrena) fall in love first, I call him a handsome man with white skin can be said to be even whiter with me, the 26-year-old man who many think he is a proud man but in fact he is a romantic and humorous man, who is, the sturdy body is charming even though it is said that the height is not too high only less than 170 cm for men, height, the man with thick eyebrows and lips that look red because of the color of white skin, he is a man who is very affectionate with his mother, for him who became the principle he "under no circumstances want to trouble his parents"

the beginning of my meeting with him is quite short because we have known each other since long ago because the distance of my house with his is quite close.

long story short, though, I with him started communication via Fb and continued to WhatsApp exchange news from the beginning of 2020 we continue to exchange news until in the end he invited me to walk when it was right in the fasting month , finally we both walk in the afternoon when the place we visit is a beach familiar to the region here, at that moment I was with him sitting on the beach looking at the sunset and waiting for the fasting month, we exchanged stories and laughed together that was my first meeting with him. when the time of the Adhan comes we go for the magrib prayer, at that time the night felt very long cold air that accompanied the trip on the motor after that he took me to eat at a roadside dining place, it was simple but impressed happy , he invited me to eat chicken pecels and drink tehanks while telling me at length as happy as I was with him ahahaha.. when he was about to go home, he still bought a hand for my sister at home when I was with him coming home right at 20:49. it was the first time I received the first guest who came to the house with the intention of being with me. I was confused when he was sitting on the sofa of my house, what should I serve him..? while he did not like to drink coffee and drink tea, oh yes one more he was a man who also did not smoke, and at that time I served only plain water and a little snack for him, and at that time I served him, can not linger long sitting at home with him because the position of my house is close to the mosque and at that time there are people who are praying tarawih, because the position of my house is close to the mosque and at that time there are people who are praying tarawih, when the people in the mosque were about to come out he rushed the pampit of karma did not feel good for us both in the house.

arriving at home we still keep exchanging news and continue to press for days, past one week from the meeting, he said, he asked me to walk again for the second time when it happened to be the last day of fasting, at first he took the afternoon walk to be upset a little I wait for news from him but even no news in the afternoon he just told me by saying "sorry I overslept, you are not angry right?... "

it's ok I'm not angry at all, and instead he invites me to walk at night just when the night of takbir lebaran, lebaran, that night was very confused because in my house there were so many people who were sitting in front of the house, I'm confused about how to get out more precisely I'm embarrassed because at first never walk with men but in the end with a good idea and advice from my mother stated it to go through the back road and finally we both of them also walk through the back road he said to my mother and my father, on the road we were confused about where to go because the road was quite crowded with traveling shows. finally we decided to trace the path to the beach, far enough we traced the road until the quiet road we decided to turn around.... and in the middle of the road he came to hold my hand from the side and put my hand in his arms to circle his stomach from behind, that moment that I could not escape..... still on the way he kept stroking my hand from his arms while riding a motorbike he praised my gentle tangnnnnn, lah, his nails are good hahha when in my heart I think oohh jagi gini tactics play a man... quite effective that night .. we continue muter way until home . almost forgot when we went home until 23:00-sever panic but because the night takbir street is still crowded we go home with hehehhehe

PART 2 GAUYYSSS....