Fell In Love With My Arogan

Fell In Love With My Arogan
San San Cou, Hong Kong!


Season two


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Long ping, Yuen Long, New territory.


In the window of the room in the home of Queeneira's grandparents. There was Gavriel, who was standing with his head turned up, looking at the night sky above.


The sky of Long Ping city, with a different cold air that he breathed while in his home country.


He is currently unable to contact his parents, who are on a plane to Paris.


The time was twelve o'clock at night, but he was still awake from his sleep.


He looked back at the bunk bed, where his cousin was sleeping.


After leaving the room of her best friend and sister, they immediately rest for tomorrow to start their vacation.


His mind was still floating, some time ago, precisely when he and his cousin were looking through photos of his childhood best friend Queeneira.


For some reason, since that time, precisely when he saw the closeness of his best friend and upperclassman, he felt a different feeling, when looking at his best friend.


In the past, he felt ordinary, even though his heart was pounding, but now it was more real. His heart was also pounding, as he was with his other female friend, but his sense of rebirth was different.


Gavriel pov


Right now I was looking at the sky above, the sky in black without stars, while calming the mind that had somehow become chaotic.


Not messed up, but I don't know, I can't explain it either.


I was embarrassed, when I remembered the incident at the dinner table, precisely when I confidently praised the results of delicious cuisine, which I thought was the result of Grandma Nena, the grandmother of my best friend.


I swear by anything, I felt like I was digging my own grave, when I got a flirting whistle from my cousin, not to mention from my best friend's grandfather who casually gave me my blessing.


I'm not angry about the whistling, just that I'm not good with my girl friend, what if he turns out not to like me, especially I'm not focused on my feelings.


I told you, if I wanted to prove first the belief in my feelings, so when I was sure that one of them was the real debate that I had been looking for, then with or without them liking me, I will fight for that feeling.


Not that I did not know the code that was always presented to me, I just did not want my friendship with him to change, because my personal sense was not necessarily eternal.


I'm afraid that when I follow the code, it turns out that my feelings for her are not what they expected. I was also afraid that I would only hurt my best friend if I forced my will on my unclear feelings.


Even in his room, I wasn't ready to meet him face to face, but again I thought. If I avoid it, just because of the problems at the dinner table, I'm afraid there's another misunderstanding, which will happen if I avoid it.


Enough when I was upset about his jokes, I became stupid and angry, so do it arbitrarily, with a plan anyway.


Avoiding it is only to convince personal feelings, whereas I myself am angry when avoided by the oil, oh God ... I am so selfish.


Huf ...


I don't know how many times I've sighed, which I would have been reluctant to count myself.


Okay, all I need to do is forget about the problems at the dinner table, I don't want the sightseeing event tomorrow to be interrupted, because it's awkward from us and ends awkwardly between my sister and cousin.


Then, about my compliments. It actually came from my subconscious, purely because of my heart. Because what, because indeed she is the most beautiful woman, who from the past until now occupies an important position in my heart.


Shining ...


It was my nickname for him, he who always shone before me. A light that I can or cannot reach for myself, without being able to share or see others.


Just me.


Oh yes ... What time is it?


Let me see ...


It seems I'm daydreaming too long, until it doesn't feel like time is approaching two in the morning.


I'd better go to sleep, tomorrow I should be able to put on my mask as best I can, lest he feel strange, when he remembers what I said this morning.


Gavriel pov end


Normal pov


Skips


Morning arrived quickly, the temperature of Hong Kong country in the middle of the year was slightly hot, when a few months ago the temperature was almost below 19°.


In the room with two teenage girls, one of them woke up from his sleep.


His eyes blinked, when he woke up from his sleep and looked to the side, precisely towards his sister who was still sound in her sleep.


Don't want to wake up sister, Slyn. Queeneira, who first got up, got up from the fall, then walked towards the window and opened it wide.


The wind with warm air greeted his father's face, a sweet smile etched on his lips as he whispered a greeting. He prayed to the Lord, for not only would his mornings be bright, but his days ahead when his holidays with them would always be bright.


"Cou san Hong Kong. (Good morning, Hong Kong)"


Queeneira pov


This morning was very bright, with warm air greeting, hit my face with the breeze of a breeze.


Until now I have not been able to contact Baba and Mama, because their journey is longer than me.


Huf ... I hope they are okay, congratulations to the destination, can also enjoy the holidays just like me, who enjoy my company with the people I care about.


The clear sky up there, reminds me of someone's favorite color, let's guess who.


Her.


That's right, sky blue is her favorite color, the color I made my favorite color too.


If I think about him, I get a little worried when I have a broken heart, but when I remember his behavior lately, I may always hope.


I wish my feelings and feelings were the same.


Last night I was shocked by her praise, which suddenly came out of her mouth. Though all this time he never praised someone, but avoid it also makes me grim at the same time.


Okay forget it, the important thing is I know, if she thinks I'm a pretty girl. Point.


Today I can't make an awkward atmosphere, just because of last night. I had to make our vacation fun, let alone this was our prime unattended holiday.


I didn't want the atmosphere that was supposed to be pleasant, to turn awkward just because of my personal and personal problems.


"OK, I'd better wash my face and prepare breakfast."


I also took my foot to the bathroom to change my nightgown.


It didn't take me long to wash my face and change my clothes, then go out and find Sellyn sitting with her pillow face.


"Good morning, Slyn!" cheerful sapaku.


I continued my footsteps, towards the mirror to tidy up my hair.


"Morning, Mba Que. It's pretty, El still stinks."


I just giggled as I got a reply, in a hoarse tone from my best friend's sister.


"Then wash your face, then change your clothes. Today we went to the strawberry park. How, agreed?"


I could see Slyn who was nodding excitedly, from the reflection of the mirror before me at this moment.


"Of course I agree! Then, El wash your face and change your clothes first. Okay Mba!"


"Okay," I said, then I heard the pounding of the door with Selyn entering the bathroom excitedly.


"Basic, always spirit."


I rushed to comb my hair, then came out of the room and had to be quiet, when in front of my room there was him.


"Good morning, Que!" the sweep as usual.


He smiled with a thin smile as usual, but to me it was the most dazzling smile, in the morning of my civil service in Hong Kong.


He approached me and stood before me, from here I could breathe his signature scent, my favorite masculine scent.


"Queen."


I fell silent as he called my name with such a gentle whisper, making something in my chest seem like he wanted to jump, his soft horn he called my name.


I shook, as he raised his hand towards my head, then pinned my hair behind my ears.


"Fat comb, I love your hair" he whispered, then turned to his back.


The deg!


Whatisthis?


"And don't forget to bring a hair tie, okay," he continued and left me, standing alone in front of the room with an excess heart beating.


"Gavriel."


I could only whisper softly, looking at her who was increasingly walking away from me.


His black clothes, made his appearance even more stunning.


Holy hooch!


I'm sure if my face is red at the moment, I hold my cheek and close my eyes for a moment.


"Don't do this, I'm afraid that I can't let you go."


Queeneira pov end


The normal pov


Breakfast they had gone through together, as usual with a cheerful atmosphere, when grandmother and grandfather Queeneira were happy, when their dining table was crowded due to the presence of four teenage friends of his granddaughter.


In front of the door of the house, they stood facing two middle-aged people, to say goodbye to their first destination.


"Amuy, remember how many times you got?" nena asked Queeneira who nodded her small head.


"Still Nek, just passing through a few stations, keep up!" queeneira exclaimed cheerfully, replying to the grandmother's question.


"Wait at the Hong Lok road station, a short walk from here" Nena reminded the granddaughter.


"Hey on, Bobo. Ngo cito, (Yes, Grandma. I know)" said Queene with an amused smile.


He knew the grandmother was so worried about them that the words this morning were always repeated.


"Yes, have fun!"


"Of course, Bobo!"


That way they began their journey, with the aim of strawberry garden in**Thong Sang road, Yuen Long.


After walking for about fifteen minutes, they finally arrived at Hong Lok road station, waiting for a small train (teng-teng), which would take them to their destination.



The crowded atmosphere of the station, made those who were first to look, looked in wonder around. Not only because of the crowds of pedestrians, but also their speed when walking across the crossroads, to arrive at the station that is opposite there.


"Here, if the road catapults, it can be hit by other pedestrians," Queene said suddenly, as her best friend looked around confused.


They were shocked upon hearing Queene's remark, which made them look at the surroundings again.


"Like that Mba?" ask Sellyn in amazement.


He rarely walked, always used a vehicle when traveling, with Mamas, Daddy or his personal driver, so recently he walked using his own two feet .


"Hum .... The people here, the fast way they don't like catapult people, in any case, either while walking or while working."


Slyn nodded in understanding, then gasped miserably as the older brother pulled her in, when a passerby almost hit her.


"Behold before you, El," whispered Gavriel, carrying the body of the younger brother in his protection.


"He-he-he, I'm sorry, Mas" muttered Sellyn with her small ruckus.


Gavriel snorted when he heard the sinless rarity of his sister, who was now holding her hand tightly.


"Hand the same El Mas, let's not be rude," continued the sister, making her shake her head about her sister's reverse speech.


"Not you, who are afraid of drowning in the sea of men here, heum," said Gavriel, but still returned the hand of the brother.


Selyn chuckled, then sped up the pace as her mother, as well as her cousin had already crossed the street, and climbed the stairs to the station.


Siu ce (Train) number 610 is a small train that will take them to their destination.


Usually people call it teng-teng, because at his arrival will cause a sound with a teng-teng sound, that's why Siu ce is more often called teng-teng.


Teng! Teng!


They prepare after scanning their vehicle card (Patadong), a card in lieu of money when they are about to board a public vehicle.



These small but clean cars, comfortable with air conditioners, feel cold on their skin.


Passengers are crowded too, making them have to be willing to stand, jostling with other passengers.


It took them about thirty minutes, for them to arrive at their destination.


Station after station they passed, without any problem when they had to be tired, if they could see the scenery of Yuen Long with satisfaction.


The dominant tall buildings along the street, with shady trees, as well as the crowds of pedestrians out there, became an unfamiliar sight in their vision.


Among the passengers boarding train 610, Gavriel and the others stood at odds with each holding a handrail, on the mast above them.


Slyn, who was facing off against her cousin, was endlessly pointing out there, as it happened that they were facing the window, so that they could happily look outwards.


While Queene and Gavriel, standing with Gavriel guarding him from behind, so that when viewed from behind, they are hugging.


The train stopped and walked, making Queene sometimes pushed forward and backward. But fortunately there was Gavriel holding her body, so Queene who felt a hug not sticking from her best friend, had to hold back so she would not be pushed more than this.


"Are you okay?" gavriel whispered softly, as he felt that his best friend was about to fall if he could not help it.


"It's okay," Queene whispered back, she turned her face back to look at the expression of her best friend, who was also looking at her.


"Thank you," continued Queeneira with a gentle smile, which made Gavriel also smile softly.


"No problem, lean on me. If you are afraid of falling" said Gavriel still in a whisper, so that only Queene who heard him was wrong, followed by a beating heart.


"Can?"


"Sure, because you're-you


Teng! Teng! Teng!


"What are you, Gav?" queene asked curiously, as Gavriel's words stopped when the carriage door opened again.


"Nothing, you'd better be facing forward" elak Gavriel slid his face the other way, making Queene feel curious and happy at the same time.


"May I hope the continuation sentence is because I'm a special woman in her heart?" inner Queeneira smiled slightly, while facing towards the front according to the words of her best friend, who was currently guarding her from behind.


Seriate


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The example of the card image above is one, which is often used by the people of Hong Kong.


There are also those who use debit cards, or other identification cards.


Vehicle cards can also be used as access in and out of apartment residential pages, according to registration.


Follow the next story ....


Until babai.