The Story About Us
Mother's Order
The wet pants right in the 'it' section, the tissue splattered, as well as the position of Shela's head that lowered when seeing the results of his work, making the mother who had just finished making a siyok roll sponge (shock).
I was thinking in an undue direction.
"La.. Mas.. Why else would this be?" Mother still bengong standing pecking with hands carrying one sponge plate that he had made.
Shela immediately stood up, misbehaved and did not know what to say. It's also impossible that he said he had finished sniffing 'brother'.
"Tea who would not drink spilled buk, lha even spill it to make my pants wet. Shela took a tissue. But, it's nothing. later also dry yourself buk." Parto.
Mom looked at the wet Parto pants. Then cleared his throat, put the plate he had been holding onto the table.
"Shela who is sleeping?" Ask me to sit in front of Parto.
"Mboten buk." (not buk.)
Shela diem, what do you want to say. He was already embarrassed, wanted to see Parto aja not dare.
Shela's silence makes Parto take the initiative to invite her boyfriend to chat, so that Shela is normal again. But, who was spoken to answered any jokes or words of Parto briefly. Seeing the change in Shela's attitude that might not be comfortable with her presence because of the incident, Parto decided to go home.
"I'm sorry La. I came home first" Pamit Parto told Shela. After the previous Parto said goodbye to Shela's mother.
They're in the yard right now. With Parto already nangkring on his bike.
"No, I'm sorry, your pants are wet because of me. I wanted you not to" Shela saw the pitch-black sky. It looks like it will rain later.
"You want me to take my pants off? What am I wearing?"
"And wearing a hairdryer does not need to be removed also is nothing." Shela explained.
"Can dry until the dalem later La, it's okay. later also dry itself."
"I'm home, yeah" Parto turned on the bike.
Not unexpectedly, Shela even holds the hand of Parto who is ready on the handlebars of his motorcycle. As if asking Shela, Parto only scrunched her eyebrows together.
"Why La?" Tanya Parto returned Shela's hand.
No answer, Shela was silent. Parto is confused why this is her boyfriend. Parto is not the type of guy who is good at reading girl codes like the two friends who are experts at it. Especially Beni, she's the best at girl affairs.
"I'm not angry, I came home because it was too bad. I'm here again tomorrow, okay?" Is it possible that Shela still wants Parto to be at her house?
Shela still speaks a thousand languages.
"Why you?" Rather than guessing the more confused Parto, and again she also did not have the kind of psychic skills that can read the heart and mind of someone, Parto prefers to ask questions. The saying goes, shy to ask is not so. Hahaha not that, shy about asking astray on the road. Instead of getting lost, Parto ended the confusion.
"Well, if you want to go home, go home!" It's weird, right, hmm what do people want?!
Getting off the bike, Parto immediately grabbed the girl into his arms.
"If Kangen says so, I will always try to be there for you. I'm sorry if I'm insensitive,"
Parto thought that Shela would be silent or more tragically she would be pushed to fall, it turns out that Shela even returned Parto's embrace. Huh huh? Not wrong?
"I miss you too La.." In the gentle swab of Shela's head. As if to know that Shela actually misses him but is reluctant or embarrassed to say.
Parto who was carried away by the atmosphere pulled Shela's chin for the girl to look at her. But, Shela instead pushed a little bit of Parto's chest because she knew what the man wanted. Yes, silaturahmi lip. That's what's in Parto's brain right now.
"I guarantee you, I can be more pro than ever before.." Parto's whisper is right in Shela's right ear. That Parto made Shela goosebumps for a moment.
Hey hey hey.. Kelian thinks this is filming (film shooting) India huh? A kiss under the rain, so what? A romance? No!! o my brother, if there is any activity that reeked mengesuman that haqiqi that will make kelian in the wind.
Yes already, rather than being blasphemed reader mending does not continue this scene anu.
Shela hasn't spoken a bit more than telling Parto to come home, but when Parto wants to visit her lips she says..
"Prove it!"
That one word made Parto's brain instantly connect. The man's instincts rose after hearing his lover's words, as if challenging himself to do what he really wanted.
Under the increasingly heavy rain, two people who were channeling their longing by making a lip meeting finally ended the millions of flavors they created themselves.
Shela did not expect, Parto could actually make herself hot because of her skill in linking their lips. Whereas in the past Parto was very rigid when doing that.
"You practice the same wall every day?" Shela asked with cheeks.
Parto took off the jacket she was wearing, with a gentle movement she wore a jacket that was still attached to her body to protect her beloved boyfriend from the rain.
"You're in the gih.."
That term ended their meeting. The two separated, separated because Parto wanted to go home yes.
"Sit here" Mom patted her side chair, coded Shela to sit down first before entering her room.
"Yes buk." Shela according.
"La. I want to say, it's about you and your mom.." Mom saw the change in expression the girl showed.
"Mom saw what you were doing up ahead" More surprised Shela.
Othor told you not to continue, ngeyel anyway. When mom found out, it was,
"They're.." Mother rubbed the back of her son's hand.
"Mother.. I understand at your age now your curiosity about the opposite sex is getting bigger. But, keep in mind.You should be able to control your lust. You're the only mother's daughter, you're the mother's only hope,"
She took a breath, continued her words..
"If indeed you have been steady with your mas, tell your mas and his family to come here to talk to mother, can you?"
Shela was shocked to hear her mother's words just now, what is this..? Kok even became gini, Shela was still silent without being able to answer the words of her mother.
To.. I giggled you!!