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Blue room with a lot of funny dolls in the silence, two different-age, different-gender, two humans, different thoughts but in the same feeling with the same purpose knit love without any tangled thread in it.
Ethan's broad arms kept moving around the long mane of Leona, and the tall, handsome young man kissed the head of his loving girl.
"When the litany is no longer spoken, and the sandykala begins to drift, that is where the despair begins to vanish. Can our story be amerta? Amerta for good?" Ethan said without stopping his hand.
"Why are you?" Asked Leona who was starting to feel something was wrong with the young man who was holding her back.
Ethan's words are deep enough, Amerta said? Why and why the sentence of the young man seemed to hint at things that he would definitely not like.
Wouldn't every story and story always be Amerta?
Even a bad story will still be amerta although sometimes dark and lost in eating time and new stories, but the story will still be eternal all the time.
Amerta comes from the Sanskrit language which literally means not dead or immortal.
"I have to go to Spain" Ethan said quickly in a hostile tone.
"I will finish my S1 (Strata-1) education there. I will leave you for 4 years, during which I can't hug and do fun things like you can imagine, because I will only focus on my education, I don't have time to take care of you as I should. I'm sorry, I hope that you who are now in my arms are living a good life" continued Ethan at length who made Leona in a difficult feeling to describe.
Ethan feels bad for not being able to keep his woman touching, right?
"You're like a luminous angel who always gives hope when agitated, four years isn't a long time, is it? I'll go away and come back with the same feeling, I hope you'll take care of yourself and your heart until I come back asking your parents to be my wife"
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"What's the bun?" Leona asked looking at Laras who suddenly entered into her room.
"Mothers think you're speeding up the process of baby grandpa"
For whatever sake Leona would love to sink Laras' head into Antarctica if not considering that the woman with the blue sea-violet is her mother, the wife of her first love, she said, while Ethan the young man was just a whiny on Leona's bed.
"Yes mother has gone down again" said Laras again leaving the two.
"You ngadet?" Ethan's bargain approached Leona and his big hand moved down Leona's pretty face that looked blameless.
"Hem"
"Only 4 years, after that we will never be far away again" said Ethan saw the response Leona who looks still angry.
With a slow movement Ethan's hand crept behind Leona's long hair, holding the nape of the girl he's been claiming for the past few months as his own.
Whether who started first now the two couples of different ages were exchanging saliva with interlocked lips, Leona's smooth white hands were coiled beautifully on Ethan's neckline that looked veined.
"I love you, dear" whispered Ethan then returned********Limit's thin lips Leona.
Leona's feelings were mixed there was a sense of disappointment, sadness and pleasure at the same time. I don't know enough how to describe his feelings at this time, his hand still coiled around Ethan's neck with his eyes closed and enjoying the reply ****** the young man.
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