Child Marriage SMK
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The wind blows so great. The waves ran away crying out. Clouds are moving west. And the sand just went silent watching the noise.

"How, what do you like?"

Radit asked his girlfriend when they reached the beach.

"Very."

Naya replied, stretching out her arms and closing to her two neutrals.

The wind started playing with the girl's hair. The waves welcomed his arrival, the sand cheered and the clouds kept marching.

"Aaaaaaaaah,"

Shouted Naya. Radit then walked over and sat down next to the woman who still looked happy.

"Thank you."

Naya sat down.

"No need to thank me. Making you happy is my wish."

Radit made Naya blush.

Radit then pulls Naya to play water and enjoys the minister's tricks.

And make the world feel like they both belong.

..............

After feeling full. I was about to go to the kitchen. But suddenly a car parked in the yard of the house.

I was silent for a moment. While Giandra who was still sitting immediately stood up and approached the person who was in the four-wheeled vehicle.

Deg.

Turns right. Ka Dava, he's really here. So that guy was Giandra's uncle?

"Hi Al."

Sweep, make me realize.

"Huh-hi."

I was nervous trying to answer.

.......

After meeting the mbok and Mr. De. Ka Dava invited me and Giandra to go to the market for shopping. Of course using the car he was carrying.

"Why isn't my sister in school today?"

Ask me on the way.

"Now Al holiday. There's a teacher meeting."

I immediately answered.

"Oh yes. How come you're not surprised to see me here?"

"Giandra has told sister, so today brother came so that we will go home together."

I glanced at Giandra who was sitting in the back, while I sat beside Dava.

"I'm afraid you're okay with coming home alone."

Buy it, I don't mind.

We arrived at a market, a little distinctive smell that is not pleasant in the breath. But what is this self-power. Enjoy it, no need to be more, right?.

Immediately we buy some necessary materials. Go to the butcher, spices, added herbs, and vegetables that are told by the mbok.

Some jokes are present between us. Laughing in the crowd. Flickering of the arm due to sweat and breath can not stand the distinctive smell.

"Huh. Finally."

Glad to have, after arriving at the parking lot.

Ka Dava smiled wryly, so did Giandra.

"Pampered child,"

Ledek Giandra, who I looked at sharply.

"Hist, spoiled. Who you call spoiled. It's delicious."

"Yes if not spoiled what dong? Mamah hah's son?"

"Giandraaaa."

My growl.

"After that, we go home now. The mbok must have been waiting."

Lerai ka Dava entered the car.

"Know you An. Huu,"

My ledek, got Giandra's big mouth.

..............

"Well." Yeah."

Said Naya, offering a mouthful of rice with minced meat to her lover.

With hesitation, Radit devoured the food.

Yep. The two were eating together on the beach. They really are a very suitable pair of lovers.

"Is Alena going home today?"

Tanya Naya then, while devouring a bribe to both of them.

"Emm."

Radit replied, making Naya a little down.

"May,"

Call Radit, stop eating.

Naya looked up and looked at Radit.

He added, making Naya a little confused but then he nodded quickly.

"Hurry and finish the food, please,"

"Emm."

Nara answered, the two of them returned to eating without any more noise.

I don't know, when Radit heard Alena's name in his ear. He always wanted to see her and apologized. He can't let go of Alena that fast, and he doesn't want to lose Naya for the second time either. It is selfish, but let us witness the continuation of his life story. About who he would choose, and which woman he would let go of.

"Radite. Next week we have uzian."

"Yes. Why?"

"I don't understand the last math, can you help me."

Naya said, stirring her food while looking at Radit.

"Emmm. Now eat."

"Thank you."

Tulus Naya is a member of Radit.

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10.00

While I was tidying up my clothes in the suitcase, suddenly Giandra came and sat on the bed.

"When will you visit Yogyakarta again?"

His speech.

I turned my head for a moment, and closed the rasleting suitcase.

"Not knowing,"

Answer me, sitting next to him.

"Are you sure, next visit we can still meet?"

Ask again, making me a little surprised.

"Why not? Didn't you say you wouldn't leave Yogyakarta?"

I said, trying to calm down.

"Emmm. And keep all the photos you took here."

Giandra smiled. Makes me nod quickly.

"Well, for you."

Said Giandra, giving me a bracelet.

With pleasure, I picked it up and noticed the white bracelet.

"You likey?"

"Very, this looks good."

"Thank God you like it."

"Thank you, but I didn't bring anything for you An."

"No need."

"Emmm, uh,"

"But. Can I ask for one thing?"

"What?"

"Call."

He said, making me a little surprised. What's up with him? Why is it like this? it is not usual for a Giandra to look soft and spoiled like this.

"Haha. Just kidding,"

Continue laughing.

"As soon as you're ready, Dava's waiting ahead."

Giandra added. I quickly caught up with him, and hugged that burly, tall body from behind.

I don't care, if then Giandra gets angry, or takes off this hug by force.

We peck, with a hug that is still tight. Silently slipping on the sidelines of the man's fingers that were still stunned. The wind mingled, forcing Giandra's body to take immediate steps.

Then Giandra held my arm, and let go of this hug slowly. He looked at me deeply, still with his hands holding each other.

"Thank you."

Lirih. It's like it's hard and heavy.

Until now, it was Giandra who embraced me so tightly and warmly. Doubtful, of course I hesitate to return this hug.

But, I believe that this hug is only for the stock of longing medicine among us. Not a sign of anything.

Without us noticing, someone was standing by the door and watching what happened between me and Giandra.

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"Sir De, mbok. Alena pamit."

I said, crucifying it to the two in the yard.

"Ati-ati. Aja lali bali kanggo ngunjungi."

Answer the mbok, stroking my hair.

"Yes mbok, Alena must have come here again."

I said, make Mr. De smile and come stroke my head.

Ka Dava immediately got into the car after crucifying her. However, when I was about to get into the car. These eyes just kept staring at the door, hoping for someone to come outside immediately and wave their hand.

'Giandraaaa'

Shouted me, in my heart. Suddenly, the man appeared from behind the window. Looks pushy and sad. However, his hands waved strongly. Made me come along and reply to that wave.