Loved Brondong
Unable to deny

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A proof that Eza showed, making him unable to deny anymore. Yasmin didn't think that Eza could be this stubborn.

"How's it?"

"We'd better talk next time. I have important business." Yasmin passed away.

"So you've already admitted it?” eza asked with a hopeful look for Yasmin to acknowledge herself as Dusk. However, Yasmin instead stepped up in a hurry and left him just like that. “Senja wait!"

Without caring for the man, Yasmin continued walking to the stop. Waiting for a taxi, taxi or anything that can be boarded because the motorbike is still in the workshop. Eza quickly kept his picture book and followed Yasmin again.

“Hey! My weapon. Come with me, I'll take you!” eza shamelessly shouted as she saw Yasmin crossing over.

Yasmin still remained silent ignoring Eza, she even assumed the man did not exist and was chasing after him. In fact, in Yasmin's heart was so raging. His memory of everything in Bali was twisted in his head. Especially the day they spend in bed. Yasmin was horrified to remember. How shameful he would be if he had to admit as Dusk that even his behavior alone is inappropriate if he remembers himself now is a lecturer.

"You know, I miss you so much,” muttered Eza as he rode his bike. Then rushed after Yasmin who was standing on the side of the road. Eza was getting impatient, he went down, then lifted Yasmin's body and put it on the motor, without the woman's consent.

Yasmin almost screamed and stole the attention of some people who were near them. “You anything at all?” Lepassin! I'm gonna yell let everybody hear and beat you up. Basic don't know the rules!”

“Scream! Shout as much as you, I'll hear it, my Bidadiku.” Eza chuckled, the more angry Yasmin was, the more addicted she was to tease him. The longing she harbored now paid off when she saw Yasmin in front of her eyes. Yasmin's nagging or anger had no effect whatsoever.

Eza immediately boarded the bike, Yasmin did not get down because it was quite high. He could have fallen if he had to descend without caution and jump. Especially now that she is wearing a long skirt. It's not funny if he falls in public. This time Yasmin was forced to obey and follow Eza's will, although in fact she was reluctant to recall the feeling together.

Yasmin clung to the back seat, she was afraid of falling. "I don't want to, I'm going down!"

“I will not let you down or even let go, Dusk," said Eza would not budge. When Yasmin was silent no longer refuting, she gave a small smile. "You said there was some important business, I'll take you. Where are you going?"

“Manufacturer,” replied Yasmin briefly.

“Which workshop?”

“Near the front crossroad there." Yasmin looked really upset. It sounded from his flat tone. He avoided Eza's eyes which were still looking at him.

Eza turned his eyes forward. Leaving Yasmin with her sour face, she actually felt that it was very funny. Seconds later, Eza still hasn't started the engine and is still in place.

"Why not walk?"

"You haven't held on, how can I walk. If you fall, I don't want you to get hurt, my weapon …." Eza makes excuses, which is possible for Yasmin to sound far-fetched. Both hands are ready at the wheel.

Yasmin rolled her eyeballs. Although it was a little upset, but his heart felt something different when the man teased. Yasmin forced to put her hands on Eza's side shirt and squeezed the jeans worn by Eza. However, Eza pulls Yasmin's hand and is taken to her stomach. One hand Eza patted the back of Yasmin's hand gently, clasped it tightly and then immediately launched the bike.

There was a great sigh attacking Yasmin's body, the turmoil of her reacting when her hand was grasped by the Eza—lelaki who had once stopped in her heart. Which woman will not lose her heart if she receives sweet treatment from a man.

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