MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S
LOVE BEHIND THE WALL

"So Reyhan let you catch up with me?" ask Dila back.

Dion buried his head in Dila's stomach. "Yes. He agreed with our relationship. So ... we're free now."

"How's your father?" Dila still hesitates with Bastian. Especially when the two have a relationship.

Dion. "Papa still won't accept. But he didn't stop me from leaving either." Dion recalled that Bastian was still against his relationship with Dila, however, when Dion said he did not care and would follow Dila, the man did not forbid it either. "With time papa will surely melt his heart. From now on you should get used to calling my papa papa papa."

Dila was stunned to hear Dion's words. His mind drifted, entering into the world of khalayan where Dila who was almost the same age as Bastian, a woman who was the former of the man, was, now he must call him papa because he has been courting the child.

Dila laughed out loud. Imagine that is a very funny thing. Dion frowned, and rose from Dila's lap.

"What's so funny?" ask Dion for wonder.

Dila. His stomach hurt to imagine that. "Darling ... Is that not funny?" Back Dila shakes her head. "I have to call Bastian papa?"

"You don't want to? If we get married, you have to call my papa Bastian. Yes it should be papa dong," interrupted Dion.

Dila was silent for a moment. "Married?"

"Yes, married?" resetting Dion.

Anyone would think of getting married. Dila was like that too, but to marry Dion, it felt really heavy. Now it is no longer a matter of blessing, but a matter of life that he will live with a man much younger than him.

Dion grabbed Dila's hand. Closer to his lips and Dila can feel a sense of dampness because of the kiss that his lover left.

"You scared? What are you afraid of?" ask Dion.

"Of course you know what I'm afraid of" Dila replied.

"I understand." Dion grabbed Dila's head. Pecking the sweet potato of his beloved, then clutched Dila's body tightly. "Don't hesitate, honey. Let's just go first. Fear is natural to you, but trust me, I will never let you down."

Deliberately wrapping both hands around Dion's waist, he increasingly tightened his arms, feeling how comfortable the heart's warm body was.

The feeling of security, protection, is there. Dila did not want to be separated, if necessary let herself hug Dion forever without the slightest intention to let go.

"This time I can't breathe" said Dion.

Dila chuckled amusedly, and increasingly tightened her embrace. "Just be it."

The two laughed together. Dila turned his head to look at Dion. "It's night. I'm going home."

"I'll take you home" said Dion.

Dion drove Dila home until the woman reached the door of her room. "Have you ever heard my girlfriend's song five steps?" ask Dion.

Dila. "No."

"Then you should hear it. The story is the same as ours. However, I calculated the distance of our room closer. Just about three steps." Dion showed me the number three of his finger.

Dila holds hands in her stomach. "Keep why?"

Dion. "Can I sleep with you?"

Dila jerked. "Close-close-close-close-close-close-close-close-circuit with co-sleeping what does that mean?"

"Dila .. I know you have experience. I mean sleeping together in a sense that's not the truth" Dion said.

Dila was getting clueless. "What the hell?"

"Come in. You'll know later, too" said Dion.

"Okay, I'm coming in" Dila replied.

"Lock the door. I'm afraid someone will come in" Dion said.

"You're next door. I can scream."

"Lock it up" Dion repeated.

Dila clucked, then closed the door and locked it according to what her lover ordered. Dion rushed back into his room flat.

There was a sound of a closet door being opened, and Dion was sure that her lover had definitely replaced the clothes that had been with a nighttime nightgown.

Dila finished changing clothes, then she put a paper mask on her face before landing her body on the bed.

"Dila" cried Dion.

Dila jumped up and looked around. The voice of Dion calling out his name behind the wall.

"You go to sleep" Dila said as she approached the wall.

"We slept together. Delicious right? Five step dating. Tomorrow I'm gonna hole this wall so I can always see you" Dion said.

Dila patting jidat. "So you mean by sleeping together is this?"

"Why? You think of another?" ask Dion.

"Nope-no. I'm gonna go to bed. You too, sleep." Dila put her body on the bed.

There was the sound of a sofa sliding from inside Dion's room. I don't know what the man was doing.

"What are you doing?" asked Dila with a little increase in the volume of her voice.

Dion put his ear back on the wall. "Close, Honey. Closer to the wall. I'll sleep with you."

"You sleep on the couch?" Your body will hurt" said Dila.

"It's okay. Tomorrow I'll move the bed here." Dion slid his body over the sofa which he had turned against the wall.

"Dion ... since when did you start liking me?" dila asked as her hand touched the wall, writing her name and Dion's name there.

"I also forgot, when exactly. Maybe when Rey and I became best friends. At that time I just admired you and since then I've been very young" Dion said. "The highlight of that fondness was when I saw you at Reyhan's company's birthday party. You're so pretty, and my heart's beating fast."

Dion recalled the time Dila came to attend Reyhan's company. Rey was unmarried and did not know Anna.

"I send you flowers every day" Dion said. "I can only admire you from afar and try to have a love affair with another woman."

"You're the mysterious man? The man who sent the nameless flower to me?" ask Dila.

"Yes. And I'm so disappointed that you threw away my flowers, "beber Dion actually.

Dila smile. "I'm sorry, honey. I don't know."

Kraahe ... !

Dila shocked. "Why you?"

"That's okay, honey. It's just narrow." Dion grimaced in pain as his knee accidentally hit the wall. So happy to be called dear, Dion puffed out the fish tub.

"Go to bed."

"I want to be with you" replied Dion.

Dila and Dion were getting close to the wall. As if the thin wall made of triplex, just as a bolster that separates the two.

They face each other against the wall. Looking at each other as if the two were looking at each other.

"Sleep" said Dion.

"Yes .. I slept. Good night," said Dila. .

"Good night, honey. I love you," replied Dion.

Dila smile. "Mee too."

Their lips smiled as they closed their eyes, until their consciousness was swept away into the dreamland.

Seriate.

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