Equatorial Eagle Love Maneuver
CINTA~PART MANEUVER 17

They had already walked out of the battalion commander's house, just walking leisurely while chatting from heart to heart, it seemed. Although it looks like a heartless robot man, eventually Zea knows that this gemes brother in fact can have the face of a ghost not as rich as the photo ktp.

He stared at the dark sky sprinkled with night jewelry, not the gold of the mother let alone the diamond of Mr. Hotman but the celestial objects in the song of children.

They seem to twinkle to give their own beauty to both with the wind that waves breeze.

Maybe they had walked 5 meters out of the house, but Saga had not even opened a chat, so Zea thought if this brother just wanted to invite him to marathon training?

If until the distance of 2 meters again Saga does not also speak up, then Zea will lift the concrete for him to impinge on Sagara's head to want to speak.

"Ze, uh,"

Zea turned her head towards Sagara's face despite having to look up a little.

"Liet down bang. Zea is not okay. Since Zea's confession last time on the runway, Zea's heart has been very prong! So you don't have to worry about Zea getting hurt." she reviewed a smile trying to look okay with what happened tonight in front of Saga, because for her this was no big deal, dare to fall in love then you have to dare to risk heartbreak, that is natural.

Maybe after this, he will be fine, as always! Not all bitter things are painful or have a bad impact, for example, drugs.

The cheerful face suddenly made Saga not like it. Whys? Shouldn't it be good, if Zea can accept and be fine when she refuses, isn't this what she wants? Zea with all the acts of her teenage son? But why a cheerful and sweet face like a rabbit Holland Lop was as if to sneer at him who was actually he who was not okay.

"Will you ask, are you and captain Anka betrothed?" ask Sagara. Zea pulled her eyebrows as high as a rainbow in space.

"Gossip from which show? Celebrity noon? Morning insert? Or Ci uman hot?" asked Zea laughing.

"Kanda bang!" Zea patted Sagara's stocky arm, "this is where we want to go? The shrimp town? The east end? Or the island of the gods?" zea asked, but Sagara did not want to laugh at all to hear it, "there alone." pointed Saga towards the edge of the shoulder and sat there.

"Isn't anything here?"

Zea shook her head, "the branch wants to take Zea to the abyss even if Zea wants to. Brother who plunged, Zea watch on the edge of the ravine!" he laughed again, and this time Sagara was able to snort amusedly as he shook his head, talking to Zea as if he was not inexhaustible he blabbed absurdly.

"Sorry," said Saga so softly, he thrust his hand in front of Zea, making this girl confused.

"Make?"

"This has been a bad attitude towards you" continued Saga. Zea laughed discordantly, "meaning? No more why bang? Sick brother? Need to call Clemira, um Ray, or aunt Eyi?" zea asked, he looked up at the sky and looked up at his forefinger and then pointed it towards the wind, there was no stormy wind tonight!

Saga who saw Zea's action chuckled briefly, "what are you doing?"

"Ngetes, he's afraid there's a storm soon..."

Saga again raised his son laughing without a sound, seeing Zea like seeing women in his family, especially the umi he missed in the east there. Zea's attitude and rant is exactly the same as his general absurd rant.

"Don't laugh, take it seriously!" reply Zea makes Sagara's eyes narrowed, if generally the man who will intensely overpower the women, inversely proportional to Zea and Sagara.

"You're this. Small-small already a queen of dreadlocks, already big want to be what?" saga asked, her attitude gradually began to melt due to Zea's attitude.

"Udah gede, want to be the wife of people." he replied.

"Yang later so your husband will be full given to eat the dreadlocks." Sagara.

Zea smiled, as she began to maneuver around, Sagara seemed to give her a way to enter.

"What do you want to talk about? Just sorry, or want to run away from sister Luna?" zea asked laughing, Saga nodded in agreement to Zea's words, "the branch itself only realized that this dinner event, is Luna's request."

"And Zea should know too, if this dinner event is an event that wants to bring Zea closer to the captain Ankara.." Zea stared back at Saga under the umbrella of the dark sky.

"When do you leave?" ask Saga to Zea.

"Next week bang, the show is still 10 days away, but 3 days we use for rest, practice, rehearsal risik there." Zea looked down at her feet playing with the dust, and the trash there.

"Good luck."

"Thanks auuuu."

"Wanna go back to the commander's house? Fears the nyariin family, including the captain?" saga Cibir. There was a sense of not wanting to end the conversation that had flowed so relaxed and comfortable, but considering the two were running away from the event, Saga decided to take Zea back to her commander's house.

"Ahhhhh-males again, go back there. Captain Anka is the father! Zea also still wants a young bang. Zea doesn't fit yet! Married to Zico!" he said he mumbled as he moved and patted his rather dirty tat pan.

Saga chuckled, "so the story refuses matchmaking? He has become a captain. Soon it may be up in office.."

"The new captain is not president yet, he is not king!" zea answered, laughing between the two. And tonight, for the first time Zea and Sagara can chat casually like a friend, one step ahead of yesterday.

Sagara only drove Zea up to the commander's house, not because he ran away from reality, but because he had already retired from there.

"Thank you bang," said Zea nodding awkwardly, what is this?! Since when did he feel this way to others, the last time he felt this way was when kindergarten and the teacher asked him to read a poem about mother.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Sagara nodded.

"Wa'alaikumsalam my handsome brother.." he answered making Sagara laugh crisply and turned his body retreat.

Zea bit her lower lip in agitation, she even patted the innocent iron fence so anxious, "euhhhh! If Jungkook I have pox lo!" his monologue on the fence was anxious and rushed back inside. As recently sent to the flower fields, Zea's heart was flourishing, the smell of lily and lavender, and all kinds of flowers were growing and blooming in Zea's heart today. Bak gets a new spirit, his determination is round a doughnut to get back to Sagara, the handsome soldier. Although Zea doesn't know how Sagara lives here. What is clear is that he thinks the figure of an army like Saga is dashing nan officers.

"Ciii! Piii, come home! Zea's sleepy, where hasn't been a push rank hero!" his screams went inside as if the house was his own home. Ankara is no more important than its hero in online games today.

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