
Chaca's body stiffened like she was electrocuted. He often changes his girlfriend. But, let alone kissing, holding hands is rarely done.
Because during the relationship he was never serious. So many of them cut off the relationship unilaterally. It's not a big deal for Chaca. He is actually happy.
"Om, I love you from the moment we first met," muttered Chaca gazing in Gandhi's two eyes.
A wide smile seemed to unravel on Gandhi's lips. Gently clothed Chaca's long hair, then tightly hugged her slender body. Inhaling deeply the aroma of shampoo that is out in his sense of smell.
"Hurry to pass" whispered Gandhi in Chaca's ear.
The girl rewinded her body, "What's the matter, Om?" His forehead was confused.
"I want to propose to you, so that no one will bother you. Because you are only mine, from today until forever" Gandhi said, pinching Chaca's pointy chin.
"Yes, Om Ganteng, not for one year to graduate really," replied Chaca holding both cheeks Gandhi.
Gandhi breathed a sigh of relief. He turned back straight ahead. Her arms did not move from Chaca's shoulders, so the girl leaned comfortably against Gandhi's chest.
"Why do you like me, Cha? I was geeky, not as rich as you. In fact, I'm insecure" said Gandhi scratching his head.
It was as if it had just come to the realization that there was a very distant gulf. Social status, as well as property can be a barrier to the blessing of his parents.
Chaca clasped Gandhi's right fingers. His head looked up slightly to look at that handsome face. "The rich are my parents, Om. After all, they didn't care about me all this time. Even if I die even if their cake relaxes."
Chaca could not continue her words, as Gandhi silenced her lips with a gentle kiss.
Touched, dad. Bari this time Chaca felt cared for and prioritized. He wrapped his arms around Gandhi's waist.
"Thank you, Om. I feel like I have a presence after 16 years of living in this world." His head rested comfortably on Gandhi's chest.
Gandhi kissed her forehead, "Where have you been all this time?" gandhi asked to switch the conversation while playing Chaca's hair. Roll with his index finger.
"Mmm ... passed SD was going to be thrown into Singapore. Daddy was angry after I got back from the project. But just as I was leaving, I ran away, hehehe," Chaca replied.
"Ep? Escape to where?" Gandhi nodded his forehead.
"Where aja. The important thing is not to catch Sam Daddy. I kept running in the taxi. Forced descent with the driver because they have no money." Chaca laughed out loud remembering that.
He continued the story again, when he cried on the side of the road, found a scavenger mothers and invited home. He spent almost a month with his mother who lived alone. Until Alexander-Daddy Chaca could find the girl with the help of a bodyguard.
Since then, Alice-Mommy Chaca has strictly forbidden her husband from taking Chaca abroad. As a result, he continued his schooling in the city.
Over time, Chaca's voice shrieked to the point of being inaudible. Gandhi felt the burden on his chest growing as Chaca became more and more repulsed. Looks like Gandhi's chest became a comfortable place to lean.
"Cha," call Gandhi to lower his gaze.
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