When you kissed me

Fourteen

Yoga looked at Moli who was still laughing. He put the ****** cigarette that he had previously turned off in the trash can. “Kak Moli.”

Sontak Moli turned to see who said his name. A sharp eye figure stared at him without blinking, Breaths fanning his face that was facing him. “Why Ga?”

Quiescent. Nothing was said. Yoga still looked at him. Slowly her lips began to move. “Can request another hug.”

Moli's forehead is wrinkled. He was amazed by the words Yoga. Actually it was almost

spitting out a laugh that was already at the end of his lips, but He paled because he saw the seriousness of the face of Yoga.

“This is my hug.”

What a beautiful sight. Two people warmed each other. It is up to what each heart feels. But this is peace, the complement of emptiness, the covering of longing. Yoga buried his face on Moli's shoulders, smelling the fragrance of the girl his eyes closed unwillingly to let go.

Oi! He belongs to someone else.

A small cry like a reminder from the corner of his head. Who did that? Just for a moment. Can't you?

Moli melted the embrace, holding the cheeks of the man who was still wrapping his hands on his plate. He looked into my eyes. “Still make it all yes Ga.”

The cup! One kiss landed on his forehead.

Heart is beating fast. It seemed like the storm was stabbing him, stabbing further and further into his unwillingness if this was only temporary. What is this feeling? Of love?

Can I fall in love?

Please don't stop! Keep it like this. You've got me going further. Don't let this heart scream. I Love You!

Shouts from the bottom of the heart. More and more make him continue to thrash. Is this how hard it feels to be in love?

“Udah ih! How to melow gini anyway.”

The soft hand pinched both of his cheeks.

“Sick ih!” keluh Yoga's.

The notification of whatapp shocked Moli who was still sitting. The cell phone came out of his pants pocket.

Diki

I'll pick up at eight o'clock.😘

Moli

Okey...

Sweet laughter adorned his face when he closed his cell phone. The call from Diki was not something special to him anymore. There was no joy or happiness, but Moli was not aware of it.

“Gue back yes.”

Yoga stands with a flat face. It seems like he has started to get jealous of Moli and Diki's relationship. He grabbed his jacket draped on the sova, and left without turning to Moli who was frowning in confusion.

“Why the hell is he? Again dapet times yes, ups!”

Isn't it too short. At least let my heart settle for enjoying a warm hug with her. Why God?

The drizzle of the night that accompanied the slump seemed to understand with this jealousy. The motor was speeding by, not caring about the wind trying to tear this wounded body apart. “Can I love you? Or let me feel the Love of you.”

His bike stopped in a building he had previously been in with Moli. Step gontai up the stairs to the end. His eyes looked at the tall building adorned with brightly lit lights.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!”

He shouted with both hands on his back with a drizzle that drenched his face. In his face rubbing that continues to be shadowed by a girl that He can not reach yet. Can it hold? It hurts! Is this love?

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The drizzle overnight continued into the morning. Now they come faster and can even be said to be heavy rain. The knock of the twig hitting the window made the girl's eyes covered open. He refused to wake up, this Sunday of course prefers to stay in the room accompanied by the torrent of rain that continues to wet the earth. Moli pulled her blanket over, the teddy doll she got last night lying next to her.

Snap! One picture was taken with the bear using his cell phone. Moli smiled, then he posted on his Instagram account with a caption.

Five minutes after posting, many clicked like or comment. No doubt there is the Mia and Fani who immediately alighted in the comments column.

Mia

Cie.. who got a gift, but your birthday is still a few months away.

Fanny

From whom is the affair?

Fuck that Fani. Moli pursed her lips dislike the comment from Fani. Yoga is certainly not his affair, he is a friend who has been considered like his own sister. I like just anyone Fani. If the pain has healed it is so, the origin of the apple that actually relapsed. Ck!

“Pak I stopped by the shoe store first yes.”

Mia got out of the car. Gamit his sling bag bent into the mall building. He looked for where the shoe store was. “Sial! Pake broken all shoes!” his grunts glanced at the torn shoes until they almost showed his toes.

Mia traced every shoe that was trjejer on the glass shelf. Looking for what shoes are more suitable to dress the time. “Take this one aja yes.” choice falls on maroon mix black sneakers.

“This one is mbak.”

A few meters after he came out of the store, a pair of familiar Adam children were joking at a clothing store. The man was embracing the waist of the woman who was piercing the clothes in front of the mirror. Mia retreated her steps hiding behind the statue perched in front of the Shop. “Diki with Mia? Seriously is it them?”

Between shock and wonder, Mia lurks them. It was obvious it was Lia and Diki. Mia widened her ears trying to hear their conversation that looked like they were lovers.

“Can't I wear this shirt?” Lia put a dress on her body with a slight twist showing it to Diki.

Diki smiled with her hands rubbing the woman's hair. Mia rounded her eyes while closing her mouth that almost screamed in shock. “Mesra bang.”

“You want to wear anything also tetp beautiful really, take it aja.”

“OK I took this one aja.”

As they turned towards the cashier. Mia prefers to get out of that place. Between shock and disbelief, Mia stepped quickly to her car. “Gue tell Moli not yes?” Mia bit her lips by turning the phone that had been in her hands. He forgot to record the incident. Too shocked.

“But don't do it, don't have to uga I.”

Mia nodded and then closed the car door. “Yuk pak jalan.”

“Thank you for the shirt, I like.” Lia struggled spoiled by holding Diki's arm.

“Iya beautiful.”

What will happen when Moli sees their affection? What exactly is the relationship between them? Should it be that? There might be a wounded heart. Wh who?

“Dik, you have no intention to break up with Moli?” Li asked as they were eating at the restaurant.

Diki looked up, undoing the intention to bribe a spoonful of rice. “No, why break up? I still love Moli.”

It seemed like there was little hope of being able to return with Diki. If he had not rejected his love, maybe until now Diki is still his lover. Why should Rian be the jerk he used to date? There are no regrets at the beginning, there are only delays and selfishness in expecting the best.

But Lia's not her name if like this has given up. For him to meet and be with Diki now there is a beginning to keep trying to make her love him again.

“Dik, I can still continue to be with you right? I still like you.”

The hand was held by Lia. The silent gaze tried to convince her that her current feelings were real.

It's not easy for Diki to answer that. He loves Moli, but his heart can't lie if there's still a taste for Lia.

Why come when there is a beloved? I shouldn't have welcomed you. That'd be better. But your arrival is the eraser of longing that I longed for.

No response from Diki. He just smiled looking at the face then bowed and turned to his food again. He was just trying to avoid. Sure oes.

“Kok you diem si Dik, I did not ask you to be my girlfriend anyway, I just want you to always be there for me, that's aja.”

The grip is getting tighter. Diki raised her face to face the girl. The smile on her face made her heart unable to ignore it. “I will always be there for you.”

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