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Abbas got up, took off the clothes he was wearing. Displays the abdominal muscles that he recently upgraded.

Heading to the bathroom, flashing his head that was hot his mind often floated back to the past.

Again, he held his chest, feeling the same beat as a year ago. Abbas is getting into a dilemma, what else is this ordeal, God?

The man could not understand at all, he felt as if he was being played with by fate. Opening the old luma, can see but can't reach.

"Why should Andre be the same? Goddamnit!" it was like clutching rough hair.

Faint, clear circles that shed along with the swift running air shower. Confused, he regretted not being able to reach for his star.

Half an hour, he came out of the bathroom. He rubbed his hair which he kept on extending a boat.

He still remembers very well, in the jest of the past. The girl once said, "Your long hair is funny, like a lion." Laughter Naina without pretending.

Since then, she has been determined to keep her hair long. For him, it was the most beautiful thing left in memory.

Before the foul incident he regretted, back ringing in the corner of memory. Abbas sat down, staring out the window.

Turning far into the dense sky containing black clouds, drizzles began to descend, recalling the memories of that time.

That afternoon, at the cafe they had agreed to. Abbas sat waiting for Naina in the corner, staring at the street from behind the glass. Afraid if the girl is trapped drizzle that whack suddenly.

Five minutes, the girl poked out among the customers who ran in for shelter. Stepping closer while flapping his wet black mane.

Despite being two years old, Abbas never cared. Even the girl sitting in front of him right now, was still very worthy to be counted as eighteen years old. Thinking about it, made the man smile knot.

"What message do you want?" abbas begins talks.

"Coffe latte."

"Coffe latte two" Abbas told a passing servant.

"Why not get picked up? It's getting wet."

Abbas fell silent, looking at the girl who was focusing on her dress. There was so much she wanted to ask as long as she didn't meet. But the man was confused where to start.

Two coffee lattes arrive, the steam airs like a krakatau child. Naina looked at Abbas at a glance, I don't know what the eyes meant.

As per Abbas' request, this afternoon he just wanted to be accompanied through the twilight, the girl just nodded in agreement.

The drizzle begins to disappear, leaving the mega looking a reddish-yellow. Some sparrows fly, looking for nests to spend the night.

The sky turned dark, Abbas took Naina to the night market. Near, they just need to walk south.

Many hawkers, snacks are also sweets. There are also some shows of clothing sellers. Real crowded.

Naina looked sparkling, her smile expanding without her noticing. Abbas, who saw this, was also very happy.

"Well! There's a claw doll machine!" the girl was happy.

"Come there!" invite Abbas to hold Naina unconsciously.

The girl did not refuse, either unconsciously or somehow, which clearly Abbas was so happy just by holding Naina's hand.

"Duh, a little more than that!"

Falling down, the doll kept falling down for so many times. Naina did not give up, she was still struggling in front of the machine with her focus.

Abbas chuckles amusedly at his behavior, funny. At the fiftyth try, the girl finally gave up. He looks frustrated.

"Let me try" Abbas comforted.

Once, twice, failed. On the third experiment, finally a teddy bear he managed to get.

uh! Cool, you did it!" naina exclaimed, just like a child.

"Now, for you."

"really? Thanks," he said gladly.

The man smiled, there was a day that slipped into his chest. Had time stopped like this, he could have been with Naina longer.

Tired of playing, the two headed for the nearest tavern. Two bottles of mineral water they chose. Then continue the hunting.

"Come there!" Abbas took Naina's hand.

"Sir, the corn grilled two yes!" pinta Abbas after they chose a seat.

Naina just according, the place where the corn seller is included quiet and deserted, a little separated from the crowd of the night market. Very suitable for relaxing.

"Nai, you know we're not the same age?" abbas asked, staring at the black bead deep.

"Hmm," answered Naina.

Naina looked away, her cheeks met with red. There was a subtle shiver that penetrated his chest.

The grilled corn arrived, breaking the awkwardness between the two. That night was a beautiful moment for Abbas.

Late at night, Abbas took Naina home. They returned to the cafe parking lot to pick up the vehicle. Soon, his motorbike shot across the street.

The cold night air swept across the faces of the two, Naina tightened the handle as the motor accelerated faster.

"Abbas, don't fuck dong!" naina's shout beat the wind.

"Quiet down! There's me," he said lightly.

"But I'm scared!"

"Don't be afraid! I'm always with you! Hold her!"

"Yeah!"

The bike darted like a racer, about fifteen minutes finally they stopped in an alley.

The girl descended in haste, her heart racing with fear.

"Nai, don't sulk dong!"

Abbas restrained the girl's arm, pulling her in an embrace. Naina rebelled, wanting to break away. But the man tightened his embrace.

"Just in a moment, Nai," he said weakly.

Abbas tried to channel the long-buried longing, moments later, he broke the embrace.

Cupped both hands to the girl's cheek. Staring fixedly at the bead of his eyes, his face drew closer, slashing the distance between them.

The roar of her breath hit Naina's face, the girl looked calm, staying a few more inches for the two lips to come together.

"Stop! This is not in agreement" Naina said, sticking an index finger on Abbas's lips.

The man nodded, taking a few steps back. There was a disappointed look in the twinkle of his eagle's eyes.

"Nai, my breath is so tight, huh?" abbas held his chest.

Naina's face turned anxious, the girl approached and checked Abbas's temperature.

"Why can?" tanyanya's worried.

"Because half my breath is on you" Abbas said with a teasing smile.

"Gee! You're this!" the blinds feel lied to, annoyed but touched too.

Naina turned around and stepped home, Abbas stared at the girl's back away, missing at the turn of the alley.

Good dream, Nai!" fun.

Clap up!

Suddenly the lights went out, the entire street and house looked pitch-black.

"Aragh!" naina's yelling surprised Abbas.

The man immediately ran over, trying to squint, relying on the scanty moonlight to find his girl.

"Nai, where are you?"

Abbas saw someone sitting down, trembling to his knees. He immediately recognized that it was Naina. Immediately he pulled it into his arms. Trying to calm.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" abbas asked when Naina had calmed down.

Decompose hug. The girl nodded, Abbas was confused as to how. In a moment of silence, he offered to accompany her.

Naina shows her home, both of them go in and fumble in search of the candle. Once lit up, they sat in the living room staring at the glowers that swayed following the wind.

Abbas tried to refrain from hugging Naina again, but saw her look blank. It still looks syock.

Abbas couldn't stand it anymore, Naina was in his arms, she was silent. Making shakes in Abbas's chest tremble erratically.

Whether the demons from where it was mastered, Abbas almost lost control that night.

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Abbas threw a rough towel, the memories really upset him. Because stupidity. Naina still hates him.

"Damn it!"