
Nafiza these few days whine continuously to Brian wants to be taught to drive a car, because it can not stand the whimper Brian finally wants to obey Nafiza's will.
That afternoon Brian and Nafiza were in the car, it happened to be Sunday so Brian and taking Nafiza for a walk to the beach, Nafiza drove the car very slowly like a snail.
"Holy miss snail if only this is when it gets there" said Brian with a sigh.
"I'll still learn Brian, you enjoy the scenery outside, yes slowly important safe" replied Nafiza.
"To the beach can be until the afternoon Nafiza, has stepped on the gas even faster"
"No more bablas"
"No, I guarantee it. Get the gas faster!!"
Then Nafiza stepped on the gas pedal but it was too fast and almost hit the pole, lucky Brian could help control his car.
Ccccriiiittt
"Hemmmmm congratulations" exclaimed Nafiza.
"You don't step on it all at once, slow down!!"
"So he was told quickly now to be angry" said Nafiza while slightly sobbing in shock and in snarled Brian.
"I'm the one who brought the car"
Finally Brian and Nafiza changed seats, after which they continued on their way but this time Nafiza was silent and scowled away her face.
"Why is the lady from earlier pouting?"
Nafiza was silent not answering Brian's question.
"Yes I was wrong, I'm sorry, lady, what will we eat well? super tasty spaghetti? later I bought him a smile first but his, a smile ciiiisss" Brian looked towards Nafiza and smiled teasingly at her, Brian treated Nafiza like a child.
But Brian's efforts succeed, Nafiza finally smiles.
"Well, if it wasn't for going to the beach, I wouldn't forgive!!"
Brian ruffled Nafiza's hair, the relationship was too comfortable for them, even though they had yet to acknowledge their feelings.
About 1 hour later they finally reached the beach, then both got off the car, Nafiza ran towards the beach with a clean stretch of white sand.
"Waaahhhh fresher" exclaimed Nafiza.
"Friday like a child again"
"Wildamah! uweeee" led Nafiza while pulling out her tongue. "I'm going to change my clothes first"
Shortly after Nafiza returned, this time she had changed clothes with a swimsuit but the shirt made her sexy because her back was very open, Brian who saw her red cheeks. Then Brian took his jacket in the car and ran to Nafiza who was wet on the beach playing water, Brian put his jacket on Nafiza.
"What the hell is Brian"
"You're wearing my shirt, the swimsuit doesn't deserve you"
"Unbecoming? good thing, I bought this with Tita she said I'm beautiful and sexy" while opening the jacket Brian wore,
but it was shut down again by Brian.
"Just wear my shirt! if you still wear this swimsuit, we'll just go home!"
"H Brian is tacky, the village doesn't know fashion!!" Brian pulled Nafiza towards the car to pick up her shirt then changed her jacket and put the shirt on to Nafiza.
"And if it's better like this"
"Know ah!" Nafiza pouted but she kept following Brian's orders, she ran again towards the beach and played with water, Brian smiled at Nafiza's behavior.
That day before the sun began to set, Brian and Nafiza sat together to see a very beautiful sunset.
"You remember not staying at home and we slept together, you said only women you like can enter your room, what does that mean?" ask Nafiza.
"Oh that time, I think I liked someone"
"Hem who? I don't know that guy? if you like other women is okay, you can take her home and introduce her to me" Nafiza said, looking at Brian.
"Only 1 woman has ever entered my room and only that woman I like"
"Who?"
"You're Nafiza" while smiling and looking at Nafiza.
"Huh? kidding you don't know funny!"
"You don't believe it?"
Brian looked at Nafiza with such a deep gaze, he began to bring his face closer to Nafiza's face, he could not resist. His heart was beating very fast, slowly he began to be able to feel Brian's breath as his face drew closer. Nafiza started to close her eyes.
Brian drew his lips closer to Nafiza's lips but then he paused for a moment with a smile looking at Nafiza's face which he thought was very adorable then Brian kissed Nafiza's forehead.
The kiss was warm, it felt more precious than kissing, Brian stroked Nafiza's hair and they both smiled at each other.
Brian did not ask Nafiza's feelings for her, he felt it inappropriate to force Nafiza's feelings and let Nafiza give her own answer.
To be continued