Love Young Master Za
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Four months later, the initial introduction is cold between Shamora and Nevan. Over time it warms up on its own. Their communication no longer faltered full of prestige, all running like running water. Along with that, the taste in the heart blooms like a new flower expands from its buds. The thesis that they soon face, make time together just a little, help each other and support. Until, feelings of need for each other grew in their respective hearts. Shamora stretched her muscles which began to feel stiff. Sitting straight facing a laptop drains his energy and mind. Thesis is the final journey of his education in college.

"Sha, what do you want to eat ?" Arlo, the owner of the cafe who is now in the girl's visit. Giving her true attention without love or anything like that. 

"Just like you. I'm so tired. My back is sore." The girl dropped her shoulder on the sofa wall.

"Let me knead." Vira immediately got up from where she was sitting. His finger began to gently press the shoulder of his best friend, he knew Shamora's burden was not just about his script. But also his work in the boutique Mother is very waiting.

"How about, the development of the Bunda Sinta boutique?" Devin leaned his tall body on the sofa. His eyes were directed at the beautiful face of a Vira, this man harbored love for so long in the girl.

"That's what I think, Dev. Mother's boutique is rather quiet. I started thinking about how to develop it. In the future I intend to open a Wedding Organizer." 

A breath full of weight came out thinly from Shamora's lips. Iris eyes fixed on the letters on the laptop screen, wanted to immediately pass and help the Mother. All this time the woman who lived her life was very hard fought for her life. Although, Shamora's finances are fulfilled from Dad who is far away from her. But this beautiful girl refused to use it. Until the babies the money crawled into a big one.

"Good idea, Wedding Organizer is very much needed today. Especially if there are unique ideas that you pour in it. People will glance at it, indirectly Bunda Sinta boutique will develop. I support you." Arlo said as he put a tray of food on the table. His sturdy hands never tired of spoiling the tongue of Shamora Keandria.

"Sha, how's Nevan? I just found out he's friends with Zayyan." Vira's beautiful brain was moved to dig up information and news of his best friend's heart. 

Shamora's raised finger touched Vira's wrist, asking for the massage to be stopped, the girl's eyes sparkling like never before seen. A thin, beautiful curvy smile, looking timid with a red hue printed almost clearly on both cheeks of Shamora. The girl smiled and said with a look full of admiration. "Nevan, a kind and understanding man, was warm not as cold as the first time we met." 

"You like her?" 

Sick, the question came from Arlo's lips. The presumptuousness of the sentence broke through from within his heart as if he wanted to know quickly the answer of the girl he loved in silence. 

The bashful nod of Shamora's head struck hard a lump of tender flesh on Arlo's body, the tightness of directly dominating the chest of the male field, the, the twinkle of love from Shamora's iris to a man named Nevan is like a spear shredding the feeling of this straight-haired man. 

"May she also have the same feelings for you, lest you experience love in silence, for it is very painful." Devin's support, as if a crushing blow to an Arlo. 

If only there was courage. If the friend zone is not as beautiful as they live, maybe the love will be said from Arlo's lips. However, this man still thinks sanely does not want to sacrifice the fabric of friends for the sake of love that is not necessarily welcome. 

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After all the tasks, now Shamora is waiting for someone who will pick her up to fulfill the promise. This girl wore a maroon-colored dress, her long hair was draped and equipped with simple flops to replace the appearance of her straight black hair. Shamora had been trying to control the pounding of her melodious heart waiting for her vibrator. 

"Sha, the bell rings." Mother Sinta signaled the order to open the door.

The girl was vigorously standing up, as her small steps the heart was pounding as if it knew its vibrator was standing behind the door. "Please come in, Nev." A soft smile full of embarrassment was on Shamora's face. Nervous attacks, hit the girl's body let alone the smell of masculine perfume evaporated from Nevan's body, increasingly making her cheeks hot.

Be sure to leave without any obstacles. Now the two lovebirds are splitting the road joining other riders. Driving for a long time, Nevan's sports car stopped at one of the city's famous restaurants. As the deputy director in his father's office, it was easy for the man to book one place.

"Please sit down." Nevan pulls back the chair to let Shamora sit. A smile was etched sweetly on the handsome face of the man. 

"You prepared everything." The eye scans were so amazed by the beauty of the place. 

In one room with almost perfect decoration, then equipped with two chairs one table and served some menu mainstay resto, do not forget also the beautiful candle perched on the table. The violin groove is melodious with the tone of a ballad genre romance song. 

"You likey?" Nevan landed her body on the chair after removing the buttons she was wearing.

"Like, thank you." Shamora always inhales the scent of fresh flowers handed over by an employee of the restaurant. 

Nevan's fingers moved signifying the violinist's code to stop the friction. No wait long violinists rotate their bodies to die two people who want to carve memories in that place. 

"Shamora, I'm sorry that our first meeting was not so good. But after we met often, I could see you were not like the other girls. Sha, I feel a thump when near you, miss you when far apart and want to be with you all the time. The taste that grows in my heart cannot be described in detail but can be defined as love. Shamora, I liked you from the beginning. Will you be my lover?" 

The unexpected expression by this black-nosed girl made him stupefied for a moment. Really ? His feelings are well-received. Beautiful, beautiful and happy. 

"I want to." 

Shamora's answer is like water dousing embers. Nevan was relieved of her reciprocated feelings. The man smiled and took out a black box from his jacket pocket. 

"Thank you, as a sign of our relationship. Let me put this necklace around your neck." Nevan opened the box and pulled out a pomegranate red-eyed necklace.

"That's pretty. Nev ! Thanks." 

"Beautiful women will be even more beautiful wearing this necklace." Nevan kisses the back of her girl's hand full of charm.

"Thank you, Nev." The happy sparkle is clearly imprinted on the iris of Shamora's eye. The girl's smile did not stop expanding.

"I ordered your favorite food." Nevan proudly scoops food and intends to feed it to the figure who just became his lover.

"It's so sweet." Shamora blushed and opened her lips. 

Nevan smiled and continued her feed. The two lovebirds who were drunk with romance were feeding each other, throwing smiles and spoiled jokes. A flat man like Nevan is able to catapult his lover's heart into a happy sky.