Mrs. Kitty
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After a week of healing, Emma is back in college today. The girl walked alone greeting some people who were smiling at her. A minute ago Tarissa gave the girl a message to meet in the parking area. Tarissa invites Emma to shopping.

The girl wearing a white T-shirt with a black sewer trousers walked past the science building to reach the parking area. Before continuing on her journey, Emma stopped in one chair to keep the book in her hand in order to tie up her long, unraveling hair.

"Rubber!" he rubbed his forehead which was flooded with sweat. The weather forecast this morning that he watched was true, the air during the city was very stinging to the bone.

Tarissa waved her hand at Emma from beside the flashy red car that the girl had just gotten from her mother. "You deliberately parked the car so far to torture me, huh?" Of course the girl in shady yellow dress shook her head at the accusations of her best friend.

"No, how could I possibly dare park a car so far." Emma closed the car door. "If I hadn't lost my parking lot this morning to Camilla and her gang, I wouldn't have parked this far" Tarissa replied. Both of them were already sitting in the car seats and were already preparing to walk towards the mall.

"You mean, they broke through?"

"so. I see, if they're so obsessed with my beauty that my parking lot just breaks." The confidence of a Tarissa is unmatched.

Emma was wide-eyed, she stared amusedly at Tarissa who was already wearing her flagship sunglasses. "What ever."

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"Hey, what are you gonna do in here?" one of the lecturers from Emma's faculty greeted the two. Cassia. He is a young lecturer who teaches digital design classes. "Wow, you know the trend well." Cassia saw the paperbag with the best-selling brand logo now.

Emma held the corner of her lips up. The young lecturer in front of him was famous for being very friendly, plus beautiful which was so draining of attention. "Mrs could have."

"Have a fun time girls. Mrs first, yeah." Mrs Cassia, she's continuing her path. He hasn't held anything up like those two girls.

Emma and Tarissa were walking in a rhyme, their eyes watching some nice shops and attractive clothes.

Tarissa stops in front of an Italian ice cream outlet that is quite famous from various groups. The girl in shady yellow pulled Emma's arm into the booth.

Tarissa certainly knows, Emma will never refuse various sweet foods. Emma chose hazelnut flavor and Tarissa pistachio flavor. After finishing ordering both sit at the table provided. They spent the rest of the day with chatter and a little joke.

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At 8 p.m., Shira knocks on the door of her daughter's closed room. When she heard the voice of the youngest allowing to enter, Shira went straight inside. Shira goes inside with a kebaya berwana peach with a kebaya skirt if it is very beautiful.

"What's up, Mi? kebaya who, very good," said Emma moved from her seat on the sofa near the balcony. He placed his reading book on a small table in front of him before confronting Shira.

The woman over forty smiled at her praise. "It's kebaya when your father proposed to Mami. Beautiful isn't. This is the kebaya that your grandmother made in one month. Grandma did it very thoroughly. Even to this day the danger is still good."

"Really's? there must be a lot of memories of this kebaya." Shira nodded. "For you, Emma must be very pretty using this."

The sound of the pot falling whipped the attention of the two to stare at the balcony. There was a big mouse who was smiling clumsily. He's William. The man showed his smile. Shira was not surprised. The neighbor's son often went in and out of his daughter's room. Because both balconies are clinging and only limited to clear glass. William climbed the fence and walked on it with a capital holding glass.

Once upon a time, William was eleven years old lost his grip because before their complex rained. The clear glass that had always been so slippery grip and beat William down. To the first floor from the second floor. Severely, William's leg was broken with an impact wound to the head. The kapok? sure doesn't.

"William!! Don't disturb the neighbor's virgin. Go home, chepet home." Diana's face was raging. William could clearly see the face of the mother from the clear glass.

Shira approached, she opened the glass-materialized balcony door. She smiled towards Diana who was standing on her son's room balcony. "Let it go, it looks like William misses my beautiful daughter."

Diana also chuckled. "Emma's charm" he said. "Emma, Auntie got this rat boy. Ten o'clock tell me to go home, beautiful. If he doesn't want you to just keep it fixed." Terasi kitchen. William was afraid of the cooking spice, if approached he would run and immediately vomit.

"Who do you shop with?" William asked because he saw a paper bag lying on the carpet.

"Tarissa" Emma replied.

Willam slams her body on Emma's neat mattress. He rolled from right to left, looking for comfort. "Don't sleep here. Just watch out." Emma's sweat glanced at William who was trying to close his eyes from the direction of the sofa.

"As far as I am" replied William.

"I'm terasi love just know the taste."

"Threatens!"

William forced his already comfortable body to wake up. His feet walked over to Emma who was reading. The green color, the ultraman shirt that the man was wearing was very cute. Only Emma and the two families know William's unique habits.

Chief William snuck under Emma. He put his head to sleep on Emma's thigh wearing hotpants. The girl looked down at the laboratory rat who had closed her eyes. Emma closed the book, keeping it next to her. "Many pillow. Poor thing, the pillow has no pride because you sleep on my thighs. There, sleep in the bed."

William shook his head, he crossed his arms around his chest. His eyes closed, his lips slightly advanced to soften. In order to make William furious, Emma brought her cellphone and took a picture of William's face like he wanted to invite her to a duel.

"God!" anyway, Emma hid her phone in her underwear, or her bra.

William sat down, his eyes staring at Emma. "Dome!" erang William, his cell phone can not be taken. Especially hidden in .. ekhm.

"What?" ask Emma. He laughed broke because William's face was so frustrated. William is very caring for his image is cool, manly and assertive. She didn't want to because the one photo Emma took ruined it all. Green color, ultraman sweatshirts, all of which can ruin his image.

Emma is proud of herself, she has photos to threaten William. If at any time William sucks, he can tease about the photo.

William resigned himself. If he snatches it it won't be funny. He put his head on Emma's thigh, trying not to care about the photo that would destroy his image. But! no, he's not calm.

"You can do anything with the photo, but not with one thing" William's eyes stared intently at Emma, who was staring out, enjoying the rainy night.

"What?"

"Spread it, if it were, I wouldn't hesitate to commit crimes against you."

"You dare to commit a crime against me?"

"certain."

"Ish, how mean. What are you gonna do?"

Emma lowered her head, the hair that had been smeared slightly covered her cheeks. The tip of his hair almost hit the surface of William's silent face, piercing Emma through his eyes. William's right hand raised kept it at Emma's nape to get closer. Their foreheads touch. William can feel if Emma is choked, unable to breathe for a while.

One move closed the distance between the two. A small kiss can lift Emma's whole soul. "I'm going to do this deeper" he whispered before Emma's silent lips. The two eyes are clashing. "If you don't want to, don't spread my picture!"

"Awshhh," ringer William. Her waist was pinched hard by the victim she just kissed, right on her pink lips, eumm ... William felt the taste of mangoes. Sweet knows.

Emma pulled her head, she looked at William who was rubbing his waist. "You thought it was rich, you didn't. Huekk. Disgust know." Emma acted as if she wanted to vomit, but William's treatment just now can make her heart jump from her cage.