Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Mine

The hour hand already showed the number ten, but I still could not sleep, even I did not feel the slightest drowsiness. I was ambushed by an excess of fear, of - the loss that had it happened - meant it to be a number of times.

That night I quietly slid into the master room, opening the door as quietly as possible. But still, Sacred hearing was extremely sharp.

"Mass? Is that you?" tanyakanya.

Suci also had not slept at the time, still sitting dumbstruck on the bed with both legs bent in the arms.

"Yes" I said. "Why haven't you slept?"

I sat by her side, held my hand to her shoulder and leaned her head against my chest.

"Not sleepy yet" he said. "You?"

"Same. I can't sleep."

"Because think of my return tomorrow?"

I'm nodding. Not that I did not disbelieve in Sacred feelings towards me, but I did not believe in the environment she lived in, in her cunning sister, nor in her parents setting her up with their chosen man. Especially with the powerlessness of the Holy to protect himself.

"You're silent, that means yes?"

"Em, you're safer with me."

"I mean...? I'll be careful, Mom. I'll call if I'm okay."

Yes, in reality I can't hold it much longer.

"From dumb, rather than thinking no-no, mending we eat doughnuts, yuk? I ordered online. Anne was put on the table."

I turned, there was a small box of doughnuts with various toppings. Sacred ask to be taken donuts with chocolate topping studded with nuts.

"Baboo me" he said.

"Do I need to answer if you've even said anything to me? So what more disgust, Mas?"

Ck! I chuckle. "Yes, yeah. My question is wrong. But I'm on peanut allergy."

"O yeah?"

"Em, so, what do you want to taste again?"

"You want love."

My forehead winches. "Which one? The strawberries? Which topping pink?"

"You're Mas, I'm just kidding, '" he said, giggling. "I want to ask my girlfriend to dance to remember tonight. I beg. Want, huh?"

I smile. "certain." I immediately played the music from my phone and connected it to the mini speaker above the nightstand. Jazz music immediately filled the room, and when I returned to Saints, I immediately grabbed his hand.

We danced to two songs, and I didn't want it to end. If he could see, he would have raised his head and looked at me. But whatever the power, he just leaned his head against my chest.

"Just you," he said. "I just feel happy with you. It felt warm, and as if there was sweetness in my soul. Please don't play me, Mas."

Geez.. he made me sigh*, feels claustrophobic. "Please trust me, honey. I'm not playing you at all. There was no intention and I would never do it. I am happy with you too. Trust me. I'm serious about you."

Unexpectedly, he looked up, then closed his eyes. And at the same time a shock wave of feelings came upon me. I stroked her face with my fingers, her cheeks, her lips, her eyebrows, her chin, I touched every part of her face. Slowly. Tormenting. And all that time I was feeling crazy, burning fire from within that tore me apart. Well, slowly my finger slid into the strands of her hair until it cupped the back of her head, and...

A wave of sweet emotions quickly drowned me.

I kissed her. And I'm lost.

Truly, for the sake of anything in this world, I have found him, my soul mate - and he is mine.

Mine. Forever will be mine.