'Don't you and your band want to be in the competition next week?'
'Yes, how do you know that?' I asked him, because I did hide this to her.
'I can't tell? So why don't you tell me? Do you be ashamed to have a girlfriend like me? Or.. Oh, I know, do you want to flirting with other girls, huh? Do you-' I covered her mouth that super duper chatty with my hand.
'Ssttt... I'm off but listen to me talk first yaa ...' she nodded her head. After that I just let go of my hand. But seeing her back wanting to talk I went back to silence her mouth. Sensing her pouting lips I finally let go of my hand. She didn't speak but her head bowed to avoid my gaze. I took her chin facing her towards me.
'So I'm going to keep this secret because I want to surprise you.'
'What surprise?' She asked me with twinkling eyes, there was no such moody trail.
'Ih why are you had a secret from me? What the secret? Pliss tell me' she said with her puppy eyes
'No. I can't. It won't be a surprise anymore.'
'Ish I'll pretend to be surprised dech.. But you can tell me what the surprise is? Yes? yaa??'
'No, I'm not. You can't know!' I said while holding both hands.
'Oh so ....'
After her speech, she immediately tickled me. Her unexpected attack overwhelmed me with the onslaught of her curled fingers.
'Haha.. haaa.. Stop.. stoopp.. i.. i give uppp ...'
'First, Let's tell me, what's the surprise?'
'Sss... haahaa.. a song for you!' After I said that fatal sentence, she immediately stopped her finger movements.
'OH REALLY!!!, THANKYOU BABY! i'll be waiting for that." She hugged me with a flowery expression.
But her expression turned worried when she saw me clutching my stomach. when in fact my stomach doesn't hurt.
"I'm sorry, is that your stomach hurts?. I'll make you some milk ..." she immediately steps away towards the kitchen.
'Let's have a drink.' she came back quickly from the kitchen, and sat next to me, thrusting a glass of warm milk at me. I accept it.
'Very quickly she came back for sure he'd been preparing this for a long time.' -I thought.
I drank the milk she gave me. She who was next to me put her hand in my shirt and stopped on my stomach, then stroked my stomach. Her actions almost succeeded in making me spout my drink, but luckily it didn't come because I rushed to stop drinking and quickly swallowed my drink.
'Please stopped.' I said to her while holding her hand.
'What's wrong? Your mom said that your stomach hurts because too much laugh i must stroked your stomach, to heal you' with a plain look she said that way. Well now I know where she knows all this, and these leads only lead to one suspect. Mom.
'Already, there's no need to be in stroked anymore Baby. The other part will also get sick, and also want to be stroked.'
And with a face without her sin she asked, 'Why could it be like that? Why the other part being sick?'
'Well, it can be happened, just like that.' I'm confused to explain it to my innocent girlfriend.
'Why would that be? Your Mom didn't tell me that before.'
'That's it. Yeah, That's it.' I replied to the question earlier.
She squinted her eyes and I started to wonder what she was going to do.
'Oh yes I've wanted to call your mo-' she said while starting to reach for her bag to find the whereabouts of her cell phone.
'Eh DON'T!' I hurriedly screamed to stop what she was doing. I don't know what else my mom's going to tell my innocent girl.
'Ih why you're screaming, it's doesn't good', she reprimanded me.
'Duh sorry, baby. Don't call my mom. Here I can explain it to you, so if you keep stroking my sixpack belly. I'll get diarrhea.' Obviously I'm with a little seasoning
'How can you-'
'Duh I'm hungry. It's so good that I'm hungry. You have to take responsibility!! Feed me some fruit, baby,' I said spoiled.
'You spoiled!! Come on aaa ...' And we feed each other until what's on the plate already empty not left.
I put my head on her lap. 'So why?'
And it looks like I'm starting to get infected with her talkative nature 'Why is my food restricted? am I getting wider, huh? Feeling not deh, my stomach wrote already sixpack like this, still don't look cool? Or you want me to have ei-'
'Shuutt' she said while putting one finger on my lips stopped my unfinished speech.
'Honey... You want to join the race, so you also have to take care of your health, especially the health of your voice. And as a good girlfriend, I'm trying to help look after you.'
'Duuhh good girlfriend of mine... Here I hug.' I put aside my sleeping position and started hugging her waist.
She just gently stroked my hair. Then whispered. 'I love you ...'
I let go of my arms, and came back to face her. our eyes stare at each other. I replied saying. 'I love you more.'
I looked into the eyes that I would no longer be able to stare at.
I chose to leave the hospital the next morning. I didn't expect that God would still give me a child who was so rebellious to her mother, a chance to live. Yesterday when I daydreamed of her, I was swept away by memories we did not realize there was a car that rolled towards the road and almost hit me, lucky the owner of the car immediately turned the steering wheel and just nudged me, but I fell and my head was hit by the asphalt road made me lose consciousness and immediately rushed to the hospital.The administration of the hospital is also borne by the owner of the car. Yesterday while I was busy with my mind, my phone rang and brought news that could calm my thundering heart. My mama texted me that she was fine and just in shock because of the accident I had, and she told me to stay and eat a lot.There aren't many words I wrote to reply to it I was only able to write 'I'm sorry and thank you so much mom, I love mommy so much'. I'm
Ddddukk “Aahhh …”I moaned in pain. My head is pulsing. A basketball hit my head.A grown man and a small child approached me, the little boy of a male and about seven-year-old took a basketball that rolled next to a park chair, took him in his arms in front of his stomach, then returned to the man's side. The man then smiled badly while looking at me."I'm sorry, sir. I'm teaching my son to play basketball. Come on, 'Son apologize,"' he said asking his son to apologize to me. At first the boy looked innocently at his father, then with his sinless face he looked at my face. "I'm sorry, Om," he said.Hah never mind it's also my fault, my inner self-mocking that comes back to be remembered about the brunette girl who continues to haunt my mind, even just by looking at the picture of her that is on the screen of my phone.I sto
But all of a sudden she pushed me to the ground."aw." My ass landed perfectly, luckily the fur carpet around the couch was so thick that it made my ass not too sore."Aha! Let's see this!" she exclaimed after getting my phone."Ah! Sh**!" I swear by the temptation."You're swearing at me baby?" she asked in a seductive tone. I immediately rose from the falling position of my seat. Then immediately sit behind her and hug her from behind. Kissed her neck that eweed a sweet scent."You're naughty!" I said, pretending to scold her. And still holding her body from behind, while my nose was still perched on her fragrant white neck."How abut now? Which is more naughty? Me or you?" she mocked me apparently. I tickled her stomach, made her roll."Ah, that's enough," she said with a blushing face. If I hadn't waited I would
"That's enough, when are you going to start working to win that race if it keeps spoiling me?" she was trying to escape, from the trappings of my arms. "Ah I don't want to. let us be like this first." I'm shaking her body to the right and to the left. she suddenly pushed me until I fell down on the couch, and she who put her hands on the right and left sides of my head, with one leg bent on the couch, almost hit my future. At first I looked into her eyes then checked my future, I made an expression of relief, hufft fortunately still safe I thought. she ducked down and laughed. "Hahahaa... Almost yes babe, will it hurt?" she asked in a plaintive tone. I pulled it to sit on my left thigh. "Stay here, keep me doing my job." I then took my drawing pad which luckily didn't fall when I threw it. Turn it on and start designing something.<
"Wait!"The voice of a woman I used to hear quite often because the woman I like always brought me here every two months, made me stop my move."Mas Williem why here? Don't want to go inside first?" Auntie Em stepped on her feet towards me. In her hand he was holding a garbage can, ah surely Auntie had just returned from the back of the house after throwing away some garbage bags."Where are the kids? Why is Auntie Em throwing garbage alone?" I asked wondered, because usually the kids must always go wherever Auntie Em goes."The kids were sleeping, they were just working today, and after having a big dinner party, they were exhausted and ended up asleep." Auntie Em explained."Wow it must be so exciting." I'm sure the kids must have had a great time earlier.I'm trying to take over the trash can in Auntie Em's hands. "No, your hands will be dirty, mas Williem better come in first, Auntie
I was back in my seat when AuntIe Em served me the dish. Oh yes why me and my girl call Aunt Em, it's because all the kids in this orphanage call Aunt Em, mom, so me and my girl to call Aunt Em, auntie, and of course this is agreed aunt Em."Have a drink, son," said AuntIe Em, allowing me to drink."Thank you Bi Em." I sipped a cup of tea served to me. The scent of jasmine briefly fill my sense of smell before I sip the tea."It has been a long time since you two did not come here, at first the children of the orphanage were very sad because of the loss of the figure of the brothers who invited them to play and learn. But luckily, some weeks you're not here, there are new people who entertain the hearts of the children here by inviting them back to play chases,
I shifted my body, to let the princess sit next to me."Take a look at this, Mida! Again there is a group of students who again ngadain bazar around here. But we can buy online, loh. Take a look at the books they sell!" said my girl while showing her phone to Mida who was not initially interested, but changed her interest when she heard the word 'Book' and immediately pulled Keyza's phone for her to observe further. My girl seemed happy because she managed to attract the attention of her interlocutor."Eh yes really good there is a fable story ... let's buy ayoo," said Mida while holding my girl's hand, I'm a little unwilling someone else to touch my girl's hand, even though I'm the one who just dated her very rarely touch her hand. I pulled my girl's hand out of her grasp."Let's go home!" I asked Keyza as he pulled out my backpack. Jealous because her attention is no longer centered on me. "Uh, wait a minute." He stopped my move. "You mas ...<