When Your Love Knocks on the Door of My Heart

I Love You

Zen pulled the bottle of mineral water I still held.

"I'm waiting for your answer five minutes from now" Zen said, putting the bottle on the table. Zen brought his body closer to my side directly.

"How can I answer you in five minutes" I protested while wiping the cold sweat from my forehead pores.

"You don't answer, I still force you to say yes" Zen thrust a tissue into my face. Suddenly I was embarrassed by Zen's attitude.

How could a young man of 18 years old so mature face me who was ten years older than him.

This was my first experience with the opposite sex. I don't know, just this time I felt a strange, comfortable pounding in my chest every time I was with Zen. But, again, I am ashamed that I am ten years older than him. Akhhhhhh.why should this be so. My whisper in a sad heart.

"Why are you quiet?. I need you to say something about your heart. Do you mind my behavior?" Zen still held my hand.

"Your hands are so cold. Do we have to find a warmer place so you don't feel cold?" there was a worried look on his face. Ahhh...is she really worried or just uncomfortable with my condition?.I'm implying again.

"No. I. I.." I feel like my body is heavy supporting my own body. I'm in shock.I'm ashamed.A variety of feelings and thoughts appear alternately in my head.

"Say" Zen looked at me gently. Those radiant eyes were so powerful. I saw thousands of love from his gaze, even the grasp of his hand.

"Why do you love me?, I think there are many girls out there who deserve your love more, Zen" finally came out my sentence with a soft and sad tone.

Zen looked at me sharply. His hand grabbed my face and pointed it at his face.

"Look at my eyes, Al. Does loving you have to have a reason for saying that?" zen's eyes are so strong as to give the power of love that belongs to him. I threw away my sight.

"I loved you a long time ago. This love word that I couldn't tell you 6 years ago" Zen leaned his head on my shoulder slowly.

"I've always remembered your gentle figure since SD first. Remember your fierce sentence when scolding kids who are rebellious and naughty in school first. In fact, I always remember how I hugged you when teacher's day" Zen closed his eyes. Maybe he was trying to remember what happened.

Lips smile.

"I'll marry you when I grow up" she said in a trembling voice.

I'm moved. I want to cry. I feel my heart mixed either happy, sad, or whatever the name. I am confused to title my feelings at this moment.

"alright. I'm not forcing you to accept my love at this time. 6 years I'm patient, wait another day I can still" Zen grinned. There was a restless tone in his voice.

"Do you think I'll accept you?" sindirku. Duh.bibir and my heart why the opposite yes...

"Should. You have no choice. Just accept me and say your heart. I know you love me too" Zen said with a triumphant smile.

"Don't know" I'm fidgeting myself. How does he know I really like and am very happy with his treatment.

"You always follow what I ask" she whispered quietly in my telinag. Again my heart raced with his treatment. His breath swept across the nape of my neck.

I made sure my face was flushed like a thief caught red-handed. Actually, I was exactly as Zen said. This nosy and unyielding attitude over the past two months has really made me comfortable.

And again which woman is not interested in the physical Zen Pratama. Not to mention the background of his life that can be said to be well established and versatile.

At the age of 18 years, Zen has had a built-in business in several fields in Indonesia. Zen is included in the list of successful young entrepreneurs.

A figure that is highly coveted by any woman. Handsome, kind, rich, and loving. But, what about my age??

I dare not continue to enjoy the noise I feel. I'm a grown woman with 27 years of age, while Zen is 18. Is it possible that such a huge difference is acceptable to many?, especially by his family.

I threw out my heavy breath.

"Zen, what are you doing. We're..."

"Shhh. I'm transferring the power of my love to you" whispered Zen hugging my body tightly. Even though I thrashed Zen still did not budge.

A minute.I feel her embrace is so warm. Is he really transferring the power of his love??..ahhh...I feel comfortable and happy. Let that be all I can enjoy right now.

"I love you, Almira. Let me prove what you doubt in your heart to me. I really love you" Zen kissed my hair, more precisely my head.

I feel so much happiness infinitely. But how do I say that I like it too??. My age is older.my nerves are restless and ashamed.

Until 11 o'clock we were just drifting in each other's feelings. Ahhh.not us but just me. Zen spoke from earlier to reveal his heart but I was not able to get out my heart in the least. I'm shy...

"It's near noon. Beach sunlight is not very good for health. Do you want to move or do I drive you home?" Zen looked at me with eyes filled with love.

And it made my heart flutter erratically. I smiled a little. If I could be honest, I'd like to linger with him. Hee...Almira. Basic do not know shame.my meaning in my heart for myself.

"You're so pretty when you smile" Zen stretched out his hand around my cheek. Very romantic this young man.

"Heiii. Don't be like ABG" Zen pinched my cheek a little hard.

"Auww.sick, Zen" I protested because it hurt.

Zen laughed

"really?" said ticking. This time her hand gently stroked my hair. I just kept quiet about accepting all the sweetness. It turned out, it was a beautiful mood in a heart filled with love. Fiona always has a happy smile when coming home from the streets of her fiance.

"Let's find another place so you can enjoy this week well. Ohya, are you going to give a daily replay tomorrow like you promised yesterday?" Zen grabbed my hand inviting me to leave that beautiful tourist beach.

"Yes. Because it was my weekly agenda" I returned Zen's hand.

Zen smiled

"I know you love me" he murmured clearly.

I was embarrassed and pulled my hand. But how can it be that easy to escape from Zen.

"Don't be so smart. I haven't told you anything" I'm trying to keep my ego. Zen laughed while wearing his sunglasses.

How handsome he is

"I know from your attitude and your gestures. Especially the look in your eyes" he said without seeing me.

I laughed in silence. Zen is very intelligent and understands me. Ahhh.maybe...

"One day you'll say it yourself without me asking. Oh yeah, do I have to spend this season with you at school from tomorrow?" Zen stopped his steps.

I'm flabbergasted. Where might it happen, what the school residents said later.

"Hahaaa.see you look confused. Relax.at school you're my teacher. But here..." Zen pointed to his chest "you are my lover. My future wife and the future mother of my children"

Spontaneously I pinched his arm. I'm out of words. More precisely I did not find the right words to say to Zen. Today is full of surprises.

Zen laughed without a burden.