Candra Kirana
Failing to Understand

Instead of talking seriously about Kiran's curiosity towards Candra's father's guests, they both giggled to tell each other's experiences while climbing.

"You don't want to move house, Can? Which is rather a city that is," asked Kiran suddenly.

"No plans to move yet, you don't want to stay here? You like to go to the mountains, right?"

"Eh, why are you asking me?" Kiran rattled her kegeeran as if Candra was expressing love to him. "I think your house is too remote, Can! Suppose I live here also will not be hard, I'm afraid of your neighbors."

"Whose neighbors?" Candra frowned until her eyebrows were almost linked.

"I see there are creepy grandmothers, I was immediately afraid of Can, not very clear, right? I've seen where it is, I forget but remember, remember but forget ... strange don't know?" Kiran rubbed her two arms, still bristling.

"Oh that .. don't think about it, just don't you ever see him in this village!"

"All the houses here have pundits huh, Can? Is your neighbor the same job as your father?"

"Hm, they're all caretakers on this mountain. It's just different things being handled. Still curious?"

"Yes, I'm not calm if I'm not curious, let alone can not answer," said Kiran seriously.

Candra pulled Kiran's chin until the two of them looked, "Too curious it's not good, Kiran! You forget all your curiosity and experience in this village, I don't want you in danger. I'll anter you to the climbing basecamp if you're not comfortable here."

Ah, the stupid Kiran or indeed the clever Candra reading her heart situation?

But Candra was right, Kiran had better forget all the strange happenings during her ascent. The suggestion that Candra gave was similar to a hypnotist that worked quickly in Kiran's mind. With the help of the sedative tea he drank, Kiran would soon be sleepy, sleep and forget everything.

"What time is it?"

"Before dawn, now you sleep!"

"But I still want to talk to you, Can! There's still a lot I want to ask you …."

"Well, what else do you want to ask?"

Instead of answering, Kiran yawned wide. Seemed to think hard for three breaths. "What yes?"

"Forgot?" ask Candra with a perfectly looking lip arch.

Kiran looked at Candra with a foolish expression. The next few seconds nodded along with a misguided laugh. "Udah ah, I'm going to sleep. Wake up!"

Candra nodded, "Sleep!"

"But I don't want to be left, Can!" Kiran immediately grabbed Candra's hand with eyes that still hinted at fear.

Candra stood up, patted the pillow and pushed Kiran's body to lie down. He also pulled a mosquito net to keep Kiran safe from mosquito bites.

"I'm here!" said Candra from outside the mosquito net, sitting in the original chair.

"Can, I don't want to wear a mosquito net! I can't see you" Kiran protested.

"You'll be eaten by the forest mosquitoes later! I'm not going anywhere, Kiran! You're hearing my voice, aren't you?"

Kiran snorted, "Bodo is eaten by mosquitoes, who cares?"

"I care, your skin can be bumpy!"

"If you care, then wear a mosquito net .. You don't sit there, just let it not be serem!"

"Geez, Kiran!" Candra sighed heavily. "Sleep stay asleep just fussy you this?"

"Belgium!" Kiran smelled a smile.

"Yes, yes!" Although the tone of speech sounds insincere, but Candra also goes into the mosquito net. Climb up to the bed and sleep next to Kiran who immediately turned her back in shame.

Candra looked at Kiran's back. The girl curled up like a cold person, until Candra finally put on a blanket to cover her small body.

"Thank you!" sizzle Kiran.

Kiran was lulled, the flowers in her heart garden were blooming. The passion of love at first sight exploded, eroding the names of the young men who had stopped in his life.

Kiran is not never in love, but still, Candra is the first man to give a different feeling, which cannot be ignored by her ability.

In Candra's clumsy embrace, Kiran closed her eyes quietly. The feeling of being protected brought him deeper into the dream world.

Under his consciousness, Kiran felt that she was still sleeping in the same room. It's just that Candra's room inside her dream is darker than the original. Kiran's situation was exactly the same before going to bed. Candra was on her back and was hugging her tightly.

Kiran felt warm, exactly a little hot in the room that should have been cold. His chest tightens as if squeezed into something that restricts oxygen into the lungs.

"Kirana ... go home! Kirana!"

Who calls him in a dream?

Kiran's breathing gets heavier, Kiran tries to control herself by escaping Candra who hugs too tightly. Kiran moved slowly, grabbing Candra's hand which was coiled around her waist.

The touch between the hands sent a painful shock on Kiran's body. Kiran's eyes glared at the sight of the hand that was holding her in black, horrifying and disgusting like not a human hand. Not Candra's hand.

Kiran screamed in her dream, asking anyone in the house for help. It was not Candra who came, but a black-faced white shadow that entered into her room. Kiran's shriek grew more and more, taking her out of a nightmare.

"Help me! Please, Candra!" Kiran awoke and was fully aware when Candra patted her shoulder.

"Kiran, Kiran .. Kiran!" Candra's voice stopped by Kiran's ear, soft, with a calming effect.

Kiran turned around, squinting her eyes until she actually got clear vision on Candra's face. His eyes also observed the hand of Candra who was holding her shoulder.

The next second Kiran spontaneously hugged Candra with a trembling body. Long enough his face hid in Candra's chest until finally one voice came out. "Well, I'll go home now, Can!"

"Alright, come!" Candra helps Kiran sit down, understanding that Kiran has just had a very unpleasant dream experience.

"I change clothes first" Kiran said.

Candra opens the mosquito net and gets rid of to the starting position. "I'll get you your clothes!"

"I'm coming, Can!" Kiran jumped quickly from the bed, hitting Candra who would grab a chair to move.

"Slow down, Kiran!" Candra catches Kiran and reflexively hugs to keep the girl from falling.

"Yes, sorry!" kiran hugged Candra again as an expression of fear.

Candra reciprocates Kiran's embrace, tighter than ever as a form of protection. No words were spoken, but their body language fused together and spoke.

"Mara …." Kiran's call was similar to a sweet sigh coming out of the recesses of the heart.

"Kirana ..." erang Candra replied in a heavy and hoarse voice.

Hm, did Kiran tell Septi that Candra's voice is very sexy?

Kiran won't miss that part when she meets Septi later. Aside from having a calming effect, the voice of the young man also evoked something naughty within him.

Kiran looked up, "Are we going to meet again?"

"Yes!" answer Candra sure. Ducking and nailing Kiran who finally relented, closed her eyes to avoid embarrassment.

Candra quickly tipped Kiran's neck once, then repeated it more slowly. The third one became very slow and long. Kiran was overwhelmed and also astonished.

Ah, Kiran was drunk by the cold lips of Candra, even still had time to imagine that Candra was Edward Cullen who would bite and turn him into a vampire like in the film twilight. Geez!

Strange, of the many places that Candra could be smelled on her face, why did the young man choose the neck instead? Kiran opened her lips a little.

Fail understand!

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