Lost Love
Part 93 ~ Want to be a backup
Ara's steps came to a halt in front of Oma Jelita's room door when she heard the sound of someone crying. He who intended to see Samuel again after meeting Mami Fany immediately abandoned his intentions.
Ara did not expect, Samuel could cry too for fear of losing his loved ones. Not wanting to interrupt, he just went straight to the room and waited for Samuel there.
After a few minutes, the owner of the room came too. Without much ado, Ara directly hugged her fiance quite tightly.
"Why lo?"
"Ara wants to entertain Brother. Ara wants to be a backup for Brother if you are sad again," replied Ara without wanting to let go of her embrace.
"Gue is not sad" said Samuel but did not break the embrace that feels comfortable.
"So, Ara's going to entertain." Ara further buried her face in the chest of Samuel's field. He thought that by hugging, then one's feelings would improve a little.
He lifted his head until his gaze with Samuel met. Especially since then Samuel had been staring at Ara without the girl knowing.
"Well, uh, see Ara?"
"No."
"Absolutely not standing?" ask Ara again.
"No." How could Samuel be tired even though Ara's embrace was very comfortable.
The male gaze of the cold face was still fixed on Ara's beautiful bead. He slowly lowered his head, just as his pointed nose touched Ara's pointed nose, a whistle of the door rang out.
"What are you doing again?"
Suddenly, Samuel immediately pushed Ara away from her body, sending the girl crashing onto the bed.
"E-el to the bathroom first," nervous Samuel. He was almost caught off guard by his own mother.
It seems like he and Ara should not be left alone like this, or an unwanted incident will occur, especially Ara is very worrisome.
If Samuel ran away to the bathroom, it was different from Ara who was now fixing her position and looking at Fany with a guiltless smile.
"The guest room is ready, son, Mami is also ready for Ara's school uniform for tomorrow. Come on!" invite Fany to pull Ara's hand to stand up immediately.
"Ara hasn't said goodbye to you."
"No luck, I'll see you at the dinner table tomorrow" replied Fany with a smile.
Ara nodded obediently, following Fany's steps towards the ground floor.
"Said the waiter, Ara spent the night at the mansion last night? Sleeping in one room with my brother." Fany started the conversation.
Ara nodded. "Yes Mam, Ara was here last night because Abang's hand was injured and it was midnight coming home."
"Yes, Ara originally slept on the sofa hugging Abang, but after waking up was in bed."
Fany nodded her head understanding. Although engaged and often let Ara and Samuel together, it does not mean Fany understands the actions that should not be.
As a parent, he should not plunge his children into the wrong things.
"In addition to hugs, Ara why did you do it with Brother?"
"Oh Ara also ...."
"Mommy, El's hungry!" samuel shouted from behind and it managed to prevent Ara from speaking.
"Yes have eaten, Mami wants to anter Ara to the room first," said Fany.
"Let El aja. Mami was called Papi" continued Samuel who did not want Ara and Mami to speak many things.
Ara often leaked something that she liked.
"Come on Ra." Samuel pulled Ara's hand towards the guest room. Come in and close the door.
"Why did you come in too?" asked Ara confused.
"Don't leak!" tell Samuel.
"Ara is not leaking, Ara is no longer coming in the month Brother."
"Don't spit Ra."
"Cepu what Bang? I don't understand it."
Samuel let out a long sigh looking at Ara's stupid behavior. He immediately placed the back of his hand on Ara's lips then placed his lips on the other side of her hand.
"Don't talk to Mami if I nyium lo," said Samuel and passed away without caring about Ara's heartbeat that began to be abnormal.
Even though Samuel didn't kiss her directly earlier, it felt like she was being electrocuted. His stomach is like being tickled by thousands of butterflies.
He instantly broke down his body and opened a twiter. The social media she has thanks to Alana.
He posted a status according to his mood.
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