Leaning Sweet Me

Leaning Sweet Me
Bandung (Gift of the Heart)


"What's this?" Metta took the red box from Farrel's hand.


"Open up"


With Metta slowly opening the box, her eyes instantly rounded with her mouth gaping, with one hand she was wearing covering her mouth when the box opened.


"Farley"


"Hem..how do you like it?"


"It's aapa?"


"I may not be the one you've been looking for all this time, but as long as you're by my side, I'm the one who will make you happy"


Metta was flabbergasted, I don't know what she had to say. His heart warmed to hear the words of the man who had doubted him, but his mouth remained restrained, revealing the heart was difficult for him.


"Where do you have money to buy a necklace this good?"


"Sister..!!"


"What.." while smiling.


Farrel ruffled waist "Sister always spoils the romantic atmosphere I make."


"Hahaha.iya yes sorry"


"No habit" pinched Metta's nose.


"Sick El.."


"Hahaha.here I take it"


Metta turned back to Farrel, her hands collecting her hair and then pulled up.


"I love you calling me El" said Farrel, wrapping a necklace around Metta's neck.


"God.."


"So you want me to call El,?"


"Call me whatever you're comfortable with, how do you like it?"


Metta felt the necklace already attached to her neck, and nodded.


"Always nodding," turned Metta's body back to face.


"What..?"


"No, is brother happy?"


Metta nodded again. "Thank you for being the color of my life, thank you for being a healer in my heart, thank you for you I'm happy"


That word he said in his heart, it was too difficult for him, to say what he was feeling.


Farrel raised his lips up "Sister doesn't want to kiss me?"


"El..."


"Hahaha.i'm kidding"


"Sir, luuuc"


Cup..


Farrel had not finished his words before landing a kiss on Metta's cheek, making Metta turn but also offending the smile on her lips.


"El.." his murmured clearly as several people passed in front of him.


Farrel laughed, "I can't bear to see that adorable sister"


"Basan you tuh master mode" Metta stepped out of Farrel.


"Hey, what's the master mode,?" align steps.


They finally sat on a chair facing right towards the hill, the cold air of the city lembang which began to be filled with white fog.


"I'm happy to be here with my brother" said Farrel holding Metta's hand. Linking a tiny finger on his finger.


"Me too, thank you"


"For...?"


"Everything.."


"Same, I'll drive you wherever you want,"


"You're the driver?"


"Sister uh, would I like to kiss you again?"


Farrel tickled Metta, "I'm not sorry.."


"Brother hands why so small"


"Jeez El, is that important to answer?"


Farrel again laughed, only to tease Metta.


"Basic.." Again a blow hit Farrel's chest.


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A moment later, from the back of the sayup sound came the sound of music that sounded familiar to the ears.


The man in black shirt and eyeglass, churning out the tone and rhythm that warms the atmosphere, in a finger game on his guitar strings.


When it becomes me


A million feelings in the heart


I have long harbored


But I'll try to say


'I want you to be mine


Somehow


Look into my eyes to ask you


'I want to live with you


Try with all your heart


'I want to be honest as it is


From the heart


Now you know


I want you


But I won't force it


And I'll make sure


You're a half-hearted


When it's mine


'I want you to be mine


Somehow


Look into my eyes to ask you


'I want to live with you


Try with all your heart


'I want to be honest as it is


Dance with me


With stars


Welcome myself


To embrace you


'I want you to be mine


Somehow


Look into my eyes to ask you


I want to live with you


Try with all your heart


'I want to be honest as it is


From the heart


From the heart


From the heart


From heart..


(From the HeartClub eighties^)


Suddenly two men approached Metta, a bunch of lily given to her clutches, but any word, until Metta was surprised.


"Mas.in.ii" follows the gaze of a man who has passed away.


"Why did he give this flower and leave" he asked Farrel.


Farrel tightened his grip on Metta's hand,


"Sister, I know it's not easy for you, but I always hope you trust me completely."


"What are you talking about, then,?"



Excuse me Bang El Numpang passed by..


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