When you kissed me
Twenty-eight
Returning from the restaurant Moli prefer interracial by Yoga. Not because of what he meant, but Mia and Fani home is not in line with him. Actually Yoga itself is different from Moli, but is not this an opportunity to get closer to her?
At five o'clock in the afternoon they both finally arrived at Moli's house. Yoga was still sitting on his motorcycle seat staring at the smiling Moli before him. “Still with nganterin.”.
“That's doang? Not asked to come in?”
Moli grimaces. “You stopped by?”
“Yes is... males go home..” Yoga took off the helmet and walked in, leaving Moli.
Moli grumbled and sabotaged the steps of Yoga. “Basic! Not polite!”
“Gue to room...want to wait here or come?”
“Cute deh..”
Arriving above Moli immediately took a change of clothes and then snatched a towel hanging behind the door and then entered the bathroom. While Yoga chose to lie on the sova while reading the comic book he took on a shelf near the bed.
After taking a shower Moli stepped towards her dresser taking a hair dryer inside a square box on the table. “Tolongin Ga..”
Yoga shifts the comic in front of her face. “Why?”
“Want my hair...it's cold...”.
Yoga got up grabbing the hairdryer. “Ck! Salah himself has almost night shampooing all..”
“Udah deh... diem... would you help me not?”
“Iya yes..”
Yoga began to hold onto that long hair. It smells so good. I don't know what shampoo he uses, but the smell is very tempting. Moli observes the serious face of Yoga from the reflection of a mirror. Still good-looking.
Yoga smiled when he looked at it.
“Acharmed yes... I want to know anyway.. I am handsome maximum...”.
Start lebay her. Moli grimaced amusedly with that Yoga greeting. “Basic of piety!
Hueekkk!”
“Biarin!”
“The real time... don't get dry later..”.
“Iya bauble..”
Tok tok!
The knocking of the door made them turn. A middle-aged body emerged from behind the door with a broom coming in towards Moli.
“What is mbok?”
“There is a Diki under Non?”
“Diki?” Pekik surprised. “Serious Diki?” Molly asked once more.
“Iya Non... again wait in the living room...”.
“Ya already... tell wait a moment..”.
Simbok turned around and went down towards Diki. “Wait a moment Den..”
“Iya Mbok..”
“Gue down.. elo wait here aja..”
Yoga nods even though it is not sincere if Moli meets Diki again. Lagian Diki also does not know himself, has been broken up is still insistent. Yoga was grumbling in that room. The feeling is not calm indeed, what else remembers the incident last afternoon when Diki continued to force Moli.
“What's more Dik..” asked Moli when she arrived in the living room.
“I want us to turn back rich first Mol..”
“Ngak can Dik.. we ease..”.
“Pliss Mol...” Diki tries to grab Moli's hand but Moli steps aside. “I don't want to lose you..”
“Please Mol... if necessary I will stay away from Lia..”.
“Egois you! There is no heart! You think by staying away from Lia all the problems can be solved? No Dik... You are too evil!”
From the second floor Yoga observed and eavesdropped on the conversation of the two of them. His face was expressionless. Yoga is a little tense but still quiet. He continued to monitor them when Diki did things like that.
“I beg you Mol...” Now Diki is trying to reach Moli's waist. It seems like Diki is starting to get out of control again. The selfishness of his love can make anyone afraid.
Moli pushed Diki into a lunge.
“What are you doing, Sister? Is this what you said you wanted to change? Bullshit!”
Yoga still tries to calm her feelings. He doesn't want to interfere. Let Moli finish the important Yoga still keep watching Diki's behavior.
Diki stood up and held Moli. “Plis Mol... Give me a chance..”.
“Ngak Dik... freelin!”
“No Mol... I want us to reverse...” Diki pulled Moli's face up to look up. Trying to grab those red lips.
Moli started crying and kept trying to escape from Diki's arms who kept trying to kiss her.
“Hoi Satan! Lepassin! Goddamnit!” the loud scream made Diki turn his head and loosen the grip on Moli's two cheeks.
Yoga ran down the stairs and immediately pulled Moli in his arms.
“Out lo!”
Diki was actually surprised when there was Yoga here. He stared intently at the eyes of Yoga.
“Ck! Yoga is here! Damnit!” inner Diki.
“Oh so this is your behavior.. hypocrites! You guys are cheating, right? Great wow!” Diki patted both of his hands with a fierce look.
“Aaaaaaaaa! Enough already!”
Moli's shout made Diki startled and silent. Moli sat on the floor, slapping her head on both knees. Her crying flooded her beautiful face. Yoga that initially tried to calm down is now up pitam. He pushed Diki's body forcing her to come out immediately.
“Out lo! You have no heart! Out now!” Yoga pushed Diki harder to the point of almost getting out the door.
“Lo make Moli cry! When did you realize your own mistakes? Glazed woi!”
There was no resistance from Diki. He continued to step back to look at Moli who was still face down with tears.
The jeret!
The living room door slammed hard. Yoga manages to drive Diki out of the house. Without a lot of Yoga snouts directly scattered on the girl who was still sobbing crying.
Slowly Yoga laid the body on two pillows stacked neatly on the mattress. His feelings were so concerned to see this girl crying in fear. Diki has indeed passed. He was too easy to decide something before seeing what was really happening without thinking about the feelings of others.
“Udah don't cry.. ugly add later..”.
“Biarin... hiks hiks...”.
“Mau in hug again..” Yoga ledek while wiping tears that started to stop. Yoga now strengthens the heart to continue to keep this beautiful angel. No one would dare hurt him again.
“Ga..”
“Hmm..”
“Why do you care about me?”
What kind of question is that? Yoga silent. Confused what to answer. It's important to say because
“Cinta”? can be held later. It's not funny. Ck! How's this? Moli's gaze increasingly makes Yoga's cheeks flushed.
“Ih kok red Ga..” Moli laughs. While Yoga pouted and turned his sitting position back to Moli.
Then came a hand crawling on his waist. Moli hugged Yoga back tightly. “Ga..”
“What the hell?” Yoga is still lazy to turn around. The confusion of shame and pleasure mixes into one taste.
Moli held her lips close to Yoga's ear. Yoga almost jumped to his foresight but he could still control himself to stay relaxed. “Gulf I Ga...”
The whispers in his ears made his eyes round and fixated still. It was like being hypnotized by a beautiful witch. That simple word meant so much to him. This is so special!
Yoga finally turned her body again. And the girl was already sitting side-by-side staring at her increasingly reddened face holding back the rampage in her heart. That look made him even more nervous.
Why does he keep staring at me? Did He know that this body has been shaken like a typhoon? Those beautiful eyes really pierced this heart niche. Oh God help me...
“Hey how to get?” a snap of the fingers resuscitates a daydream.
“Gulf I Ga...”
His powerful seduction further made his heart uncontrollable again. Moli stretched out to her two smiling hands hoping Yoga would immediately return her hopes. “Pocket! I want to be in the hug..”
Goddamnit! This girl really tormented this body. Her spoiled blink of an eye was unable to resist the seduction any longer. Yoga sighed, moaning down on that warm embrace. Uh! Damnit damnit! His heart continued to pound as the embrace got closer and closer. His breath tickled penetrated to penetrate the sweet potato. Conscious or not, this time Moli looks so spoiled on Yoga. The more Yoga is silent, the more it makes Moli excited to continue moaning at him.
“Ga... How about elo diem? Don't like me hugging?”
Ck! This woman doesn't understand or what? Doesn't He know that his body is shaking so much that it locks these lips to speak?
“Kak Moli..”
“Hmmm... why?”
“Engap..”.
Moli spontaneously pushed Yoga to the point of almost falling out of her sitting position. “Ih what the hell? Bummer lo!”
Yoga laughs at the look on Moli's face that forms a cone. “Here I hug again..”
“No! Move!”
“Sini ih!” Yoga managed to hold Moli's body again.
A hug that feels warm and comfortable. Until it does not feel the time continues to turn showing at nine o'clock at night. Maybe Moli has started to feel something in her little heart, but what it is Moli has not been able to confirm. The point is that the love for Yoga has begun to grow and for the Love of Moli just stay to make sure again to be really sure with his own feelings.
“Udah night.. I'm back yes..”.
The hug came off a few minutes ago. The faces of the two looked tense as they were still holding back what was possessing his body.
“Ya is already careful.. don't fight anymore.” said Moli before Yoga out of her room.
“Iya... don't want to kiss first..” Yoga while performing.
“Bweekk!” Moli stuck out her tongue in a tail with her wide laugh.
Yoga is on the way home. At home there is Lia sitting in the living room. Beside him was a large suitcase in black. somehow it contained, maybe some clothes Lia during his stay in Jakarta.
The atmosphere in the guest room was so calm. Santi and Yudha sat side by side while Diki sat next to the glass-glazed Lia. Lia looked at Yudha full of regret over the scandal she had made with Diki a few days ago.
“Om.. sorry as long as Lia here, can only take care of Om and family... Lia is really sorry..”.
Yudha sighed in concern for Lia. Actually he could not bear to see Lia who had to return to Bandung on orders to his parents. They did not want Lia to further trouble the Yudha family, although there was actually an apology for Lia far away. But this was his parents' second choice, so Yudha was only advising.
“Om sorry you... Diki is also guilty of this.. and Om apologizes for it..”.
“Iya Om, Aunt... Lia once again apologized... Lia. pamit..”
At the door Diki meets Yoga who just came home from Moli's house. His forehead wrinkled to glance at the large suitcase, but then went to sneak in because he did not want to care.
“Where are you Ga from? Just home?” ask Santi before catching up with Diki and Lia who are already in the yard.
“Main... Yoga direct to room Ma..”.
Santi nodded then followed forward. Lia was already in the car sitting in the front seat with Diki beside her who started the car.
“Lia says Om... Aunty...” hand wave from behind the glass a little to make his body limp. Actually, he still lives in Jakarta. If only He did not take the risk of his actions lightly, he might still be able to stay here. Regrets are never in the leading position.
Lia turned to Diki who had just been silent with a flat face. Lia was confused whether Diki was angry with her or because there was something else that made her silence so that she did not seem to care about Lia's departure.
“Diki... How did you get? You why the hell?”
“Hmm..
“You are angry with me... or why? How do you think I usually want to go back to Bandung? You no longer care..”
“Not that.. I'm just not fit anymore... more thoughts...”.
What kind of thoughts? Lia doesn't know that. Diki never told me. Even after that, they rarely met. Diki was very difficult to contact, even in coming to his house he could never meet. Lia suspected Diki was deliberately away from him. Because what? A mole? Yeah, must be Moli.
“Because of Moli you got me? Aye right? It must be because of Moli... so you still like her?”
Yoga took a deep breath, he did not want to discuss this problem now because there are still emotions left from the incident. Diki tried to hold back because he knew today that Lia was going back to Bandung. Diki is wrong in all of these things. It's just that he's still so hard not to admit it.
“Ne has nothing to do with Moli.. You also know I'm done with her right? Don't discuss Moli here.”
Lia smiling. He thought Diki had forgotten about Moli. Although Lia will be far from Diki, but at least He is a little calm because the love relationship between Diki and Moli is over. There is hope left, he thought.
“OK I will not discuss Him.. but you still love me right? Although we are far away but you do not forget to call me often. if you can visit every week.. later I send the address.”.
Diki just nodded. It was so evil to have played with this woman's heart. Giving a hope but leaving it alone without any clear reply. Who is cruel? You are! Show Diki to yourself.
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