
Along the way Henry kept thinking, did he really have to fight for his love? Of love? His heart asked him, Is it true love? Thinking of Shezie's desire for a divorce made her head very dizzy.
Does she have to follow her mother's advice to fight for Shezie? Her mother said Shezie liked her too, is that right? But it seems that the girl still chose Martin even though she knew that she had proposed to her mother.
Arriving home, Henry wants to prove his mother's word that Shezie is waiting for him. But when she opened the door, there was no one in the living room, and her mother lied. Henry's heart returned lethargic. His mother just wanted to comfort him.
He put his feet into his room. The door opened slowly, lest her voice make Sheezie wake up, but after the door opened it turned out that the girl was not in her room. Where's she? His heart was immediately agitated, looking Shezie in all corners of the room, to the bathroom and the room where the clothes were stored, it turned out that the girl was not there.
Did Shezie leave this house without saying goodbye to her? Henry's heart was disappointed. Why should she express her love if only she would get the same rejection or answer, Shezie would marry Martin.
Henry climbed onto the bed and lay down, trying to close his eyes but what appeared in his mind was Shezie's shadow. Shaking his head, he had to forget about Shezie. He should be able to take it off. Forcing yourself is also very pointless.
Moments of lying down suddenly Henry woke up. She wondered if Shezie was gone? As she got out of bed and into Shezie's wardrobe, there was no sign of Shezie taking her, all full. Where the hell is he going?
Henry went back to look for the girl, she came out of her room, looking into the living room and the other rooms were not there. The girl really left. Never mind shadowing Shezie waiting for him, the trunk of his nose was not visible. Did his mother really lie to him? But, what are you doing looking for it? His mind could speak so, but his footsteps returned to his room and searched for Shezie's whereabouts, he reopened the bathroom when he had checked it out, her little heart still wishes Shezie was in that house.
Henry came back out of the room, he went down to look for another room. But the girl was not found.
Suddenly his steps came to a halt when he heard a clanking sound in the dining room. What is that sound? Like the sound of spoons and glasses? Henry's feet turned towards the dining room. His head peered at the open door. When he saw it he was surprised that the figure he was looking for was behind him and working on something on the table.
There was a sense of relief when he saw the girl was still at home. Henry approached her.
“What are you doing?” her question made Shezie surprised and immediately turned her back, she did not expect Henry to come home, because the man had sent a message he would not go home.
“You're home?” shezie looked at Henry.
“What are you doing these nights?” Henry asked again regardless of Shezie's question.
Shezie immediately shifted his stand to cover what was behind his desk, making Henry curious, he also walked closer.
“What are you doing?” tanyakanya. Shezie gets in his way, but Henry forces her and sees what's behind Shezie. The girl made coffee. Just making coffee why should it be covered all over?
“You're making coffee? Tumben once,” said Henry.
“I just want to drink coffee,” Shezie replied recklessly pushing Henry's body away from his coffee.
Henry looked at Shezie who was also staring at him. Why does Shezie make coffee this late? Is he intentionally going to stay up? What's up for it?
“You're going to stay up?” ask Henry.
“Ah no, no, I just want to drink coffee,” Shezie replied but the look on his face immediately turned red, making Henry astonished, caught making coffee with his reaction so?
“You're staying up late something you're gonna do? Doing what?” ask Henry again.
“No, I told you I only drank coffee,” replied SHEzie.
“You still want to wait for me to come home so want to drink coffee so as not to sleepy?” guess Henry.
“What? What are you talking about?” shezie asked, flipping over her body, stirring her coffee again while looking down, but she did not want Henry to look at her.
Henry was silent at Shezie's attitude, was it true that Shezie drank coffee so that he would not sleep waiting for him to come home?
“You alone why did you come home?” ask Shezie.
“I?” henry asked, not answering.
“Yes, you, why are you home? You said you were going to sleep in your parents' house,” Shezie said as he stirred his coffee and held the small plate on which the coffee cup was based. He turned his body and looked at Henry.
“I...” Henry confused to answer what. His mother told him to say love to Shezie. Does she really love Shezie? He looked at the girl.
“I what?” ask Shezie.
Henry looked at the cup Shezie was holding. Suddenly he took the coffee cup from Shezie's hand.
“This is for me, you make again,” he said, making Shezie surprised. After the man snatched his coffee, Henry immediately came out of the room, Shezie pursed his lips, he was tired of making coffee even taken Henry. He also wondered why Henry was coming home?
Shezie turned her back on her body and made a new coffee for her.
As Shezie was about to close the door, he noticed the figure of the man standing in the porch of his house, with both hands stuffed into his cell pocket probably withstanding the coldness of the wind that night.
Shezie walks towards the terrace. He saw on the table that Henry's cup of coffee was still full.
“You didn't drink the coffee?” ask Shezie.
“Still too hot,” replied Henry, without turning his head. His gaze upon the sky brightened by the moon and stars.
Shezie did not reply, he was still standing blowing on his cup of coffee which was indeed very hot. The wind outside is very cold, definitely drinking hot coffee will be very warm. Shezie again blew on his coffee, then lifted the cup will drink it a little, then the cup will stick to his lips, suddenly a hand pulled his hand that holds the cup. Not close to Shezie's mouth but even the cup holder's mouth earlier. Shezie was surprised the man drank his coffee.
“Why did you drink my coffee?” shezie asked, staring at his half-reduced coffee cup.
“I was lazy blowing coffee,” replied Henry. Shezie immediately pouted. With great difficulty he blew it even in Henry's dinium, but he had already snatched his other coffee.
Shezie looked at the cup in his hand, suddenly the man's hand pulled his hand again and drank his coffee again, making Shezi back dumbfounded and could only stare at his coffee which was now over.
“You finished the coffee,” he lamented, looked at the empty cup and looked at Henry.
“The coffee is very sweet, so I spent it,” Henry said.
“What? Sweet?” shezie asked, surprised to hear Henry's words, because he loaded the coffee without sugar.
“Iya sweet,” replied Henry.
“Are you not wrong?” shezie asked, staring at the empty cup.
“True, very sweet,” replied Henry.
“I can't believe coffee without sugar tastes sweet,” said Shezie confounded.
“You try it yourself,” said Henry.
“The coffee is also up,” Shezie replied as he was riding the empty cup, there was only one drop at the end of the cup.
“You have to taste it so know if the coffee is sweet or not,” said Henry.
“How do I feel it, you spend it,” Shezie said, again storing the cup on the small plate.
“You can feel it sweet or not without having to drink it,” said Henry.
“How to?” shezie asked even more confused, he also raised his face to look at Henry still with confusion. He was suddenly startled as Henry lowered his head and brought his face closer and immediately kissed his lips.
Shezie felt his fur goosebumps in shock and shock feeling the lips of the man who had drunk his coffee was mecincium, until the smell of coffee. Not just a kiss, the lip bit her lip off and************* gently. It was unexpected that the man would kiss her like that. Not until he realized what was going on, Henry had released his kiss slowly, while Shezie was still fixated on not realizing what had happened.
“Do you feel it? The coffee is very sweet,” said Henry, still staring at Shezie's face that turned pale.
Shezie stood there so shocked. The man had already let go of his kiss but it felt like his lips were still stuck in his lips. His face that was pale from shock turned red. His body to the point of shaking did not expect him Henry would kiss him.
“The coffee is so sweet right?” ask Henry.
“I yes,” Shezie replied nervously. After that he was surprised why he answered yes? He knew his coffee was without sugar.
“No, the coffee is very bitter, the coffee is without sugar!” shezie exclaimed with sweat soaking his forehead even though the night was very cold but he was sweating instead. Why did he stupidly answer that coffee was sweet? His face is getting red.
“You're still not sure the coffee is sweet?” henry asked, now his finger flicked his hair Shezie who covered part of his face because the wind was blowing hard.
Hearing the question and the movement of Henry's hand that touched his hair, it immediately appeared in Shezie's mind that the man would kiss him again, no, he could not if it had to be kissed Henry like that again.
“Sweet, the coffee is so sweet,” she replied quickly, making Henry smile, staring at that blushing face.
“Not the coffee is sweet, but your lips are sweet,” said Henry, the more make Shezie nervous, what else is with the man? Is Henry seducing her? His face must be very red right now, and he didn't know where to hide his red face or else the man would keep teasing him.
Shezie complained in his heart why did he become this stupid for a kiss?
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