Chasing Barokah
MB26. HOLD ME AND TOUCH MY HEART
...Hold me and touch my heart...
...Shanneta Amber's...
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Doubtful but surely both hands were coiled in Jaka's jacket, not an expensive or new jacket but it seems that whatever Jaka wears is no longer the scorn of Neta. How dare the girl put her chin on Jaka's shoulder, how comfortable is it anyway? Why not from yesterday?
Wherever Jaka will take him, Neta can only ngokng rich hypnotic victims, want to be brought to the cliff continued in the push even he seems to be frenzied.
"Where are we going?" shanneta asked, in her horror brain had thought of beautiful and romantic things such as a cafe with a band or dark-eight in the cinema, or maybe a rooftop while looking at the night sky and drinking Champagne. Neta shook her head, if for Champagne is certainly not possible, Jaka is a human anti-haram, yes minimal soda or ginger milk!
OLD TOWN??!!
The complex area of the old buildings with some of these museums has often been Shanneta come even since Kindergarten. Her lips frowned slightly, because reality did not match her expectations. One that he knows for sure, Jaka is not a romantic man, fix! I can't nego!
It's not too crowded tonight, probably because it's Friday. Anyone who wants to mengapel or Friday night tour, which there tuh tomorrow or week.certainly full of the same impromptu Dutch noni, or the silver man who again lit the money and photojournalist.
"Why are we going to do this? I'm not in school. No need to study history anymore!" the cuteness of the manyun, makes Jaka smile amused when he finds a manyun Shanneta. He parked his bike and pulled Neta's hand.
"You want some jajan?" tawar Jaka's.
The night air slightly swept the skin and hair of the aromanis Neta which he stalls freely. Actually Neta is quite moved to berohria, the atmosphere of night and day here turned out to be different, and the difference is quite significant.
The light of the lights shone from the surrounding buildings, became a lamp in the dark sky of Batavia city not to mention the weather that is not hot like during the day seemed cool to support the atmosphere of being shahdu and more in the team.
Noisy human voices clashed with the gurgling of the fountain and the sound of the band ahead. Neta did not resist or rebel as Jaka clasped and pulled her hand gently, making the warmth spread to the heart.
The melodious sound typical of street bands with complete musical instruments greet the hearing makes stress and fatigue disappear from within.
# She's indecisive, she can't decide..
She keeps on lookin' from left to right..
Girl, come a bit closer, look in my eyes...
Searching is so wrong, I'm Mr. Right..
You seem like the type to love 'em and leave 'em...
Disappear right after this song,
So give me the night to show you, hold you,
Don't leave me out here dancing alone,
You can't make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind...
Please don't waste my time, time, time, time, time...
I'm not tryin' to rewind, ..wind, ..wind, ..wind, ..wind...
I wish our hearts could come together as one...
Reff: 'Cause shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover
Shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover
Shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover
Shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover...
# She was worried, she couldn't decide...
He just kept looking from left to right...
Baby come a little closer, look into my eyes...
No need to look anymore, I am the right man for you,
You look like the type who loves and then leaves them,
And disappeared right after this song....
So give me one night to show you, hug you, give me one,
Don't leave me here dancing alone...
You can't make a decision, though,
Please don't waste my time, please,
I'm not trying to repeat time,
I hope our hearts are united....
Reff: Because my dear likes to pick on lovers
Shanneta's flow of blood as if flowing rapidly caused the pumping of blood to the heart so fast that he beat so fast, he turned to Jaka with the pupils of Jaka's eyes which also locked the view of Neta.
🎶 Let me show you what you're missin', paradise....
With me you're winning, girl.you don't have to roll the dice.....
(Let me show you what you miss, heaven...
With me you're the winner, baby, you don't have to bet anymore)
As if that night the world was only created for both of them, suddenly the noise around the garden Fatahillah is lost in hearing, only the gaze and sound of each heart beat are talking at this time, is this perhaps what we call love? Not a CEO or manager who delivers it to Shanneta, humans will not be able to choose a mate that God has prepared for him.
The large, rough hand carried the hairdresser stroking Neta's smooth skin behind his ear, "wanted the crust of eggs?" Jaka offered it, making the moment of the shahdu, a pair of clear eyes Neta blinked
"Just like a pletok beer, or a mayang shawl!" her door cried out like a child asking for a snack. Jaka smiled, "can.."
The girl in jeans and sweeter-coated t-shirt is crouched cutely in front of a middle-aged crust vendor waiting for her order to cook. While Jaka sat in a plastic chair that has been provided by the seller who is his advanced age.
They are no longer in the Fatahillah park, Jaka did not bring Neta snacks in the MSME locbin area (built location) let alone the expensive cafe there. Instead of covering the streets near the station.
"Selling cones here has been a long time?" neta asked, then his focus was again staring at the typical Betawi food that is now being fanned by the crank. Its distinctive fragrant aroma piercing the nose makes the stomach automatically give a hunger signal.
"Ude neng, from taonnn how many? Ampe forgot!" laughing chuckles.
"What a duck, right?" her question was embraced by Neta quickly.
"Kong, what time do you trade ampe?" looks like this girl is talented as a census man, mostly nanya!
Two portions of egg crust have been served on plastic plates, "uhh hot!" Neta shook her hand and blew it.
Jaka*motek* part of his egg crust and set aside to the edge to cool quickly, then the small part he thrust towards the mouth of Neta, he said, Neta was quite surprised and rewinded her face but then she devoured it making Jaka's fingers touch her forehead lips.
He chews with an anxious smile, "emhhhh..enak!"
Neta did the same thing this time, "cobain mine, who uses duck eggs.padahat previously if there was I wanted to use crocodile eggs!" neta's cock laughs crisply.
"Ngaco" answered Jaka.
A small piece was right in front of Jaka's mouth, the man received a bribe from Neta's hand, and, and believe me the mouthful of crust is the second most delicious food that Jaka had tried during his life after the mouthful of the mother's hand.
"Where's it good?" ask Neta.
Jaka chewed it, "just the same."
"Yeeee.it's the same you're not cool!" cebik Neta returned to take possession of her for herself.
"Then I'm worn out..."
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Noted :
\*me-motec: take a small portion.