Not Just Married
Her face
"Eat. Just looking at it won't make you full." Dika.
Hana looked at Dika who was now looking at her. "You didn't put poison in this noodle, did you?" Accuse Hana.
"If you're afraid don't eat it. After all you still have a lot of work to do besides poison a woman like you." Reply Dika.
Hana's face turned sour. Now he stared fiercely at Dika. "If I'm not hungry, I won't eat it." Ticus.
Dika no longer replied to Hana's words that he thought were not important. He prefers to continue to eat his noodles that have not run out in half.
Hana's face was still sour. But it does not make him not eat a bowl of noodles that look very tempting in front of him at this time.
So yummy. Maknyus! Inner Hana felt the pleasure of seasoning broth from boiled noodles that she was now eating.
Feeling the artificial boiled noodles Dika increasingly delicious in his mouth, without realizing Hana ate it so fast that he first spent the noodles than Dika.
"They're delicious!" Praise Hana unconsciously.
Dika pulled her lips to the ear to hear Hana's praise. "If you still want to, you can eat my noodles." Tawar Dika with a mocking tone.
Hana slips. He realized if he had just praised the pleasure of noodles made by Dika. Hana's gaze fell on the Dika bowl which still contained noodles.
"You're so slow at all just eating noodles." Cibir Hana's.
"I'm not too fast. You're the only one who's in such a state of fidelity to eat it." Reply Dika.
Hana's face flushed. Realizing that he had just spent his noodles in awe.
Agh, so embarrassed! Rutuk Hana because Dika actually returned her sneers.
Dika again continued to spend the noodles in the bowl in his hand. When she was ready, Dika got up and took the bowl of Hana noodles.
"Eh, where do you want to take her?" Hana asked withholding Dika's wrist that was about to pass from before her.
Dika noticed Hana's hand which was now holding her hand tightly. Noticing Dika's gaze, Hana immediately released her hand checks.
"I want to take her to the kitchen to wash." Obviously Dika.
*
The night is getting late, Hana and Dika also enter their respective rooms after spending time in the living room by just playing their respective phones.
Hana dropped her body rough on the bed. His fingers held his lips. The pleasure of the warm sweep of Dika's lips still vividly remembered in his mind.
"It's really crazy! Why does he smell like drugs? Just make me a dope!" Amuk Hana's. Then patted his head for continuing to think dirty.
"When.." Hana's lips suddenly smiled. He also patted his lips again because he had mentioned Dika's name with a smile.
Hana got up from the bed. Staring at the ceiling of the room with thoughts fixed on Dika's face.
"If this keeps up I'll go crazy!" Hana shook her head. Rubbing his head so that the shadow of Dika's face disappeared from his mind.
Not wanting to dissolve in her reflection about Dika, Hana again dropped her body on the bed and covered her face with a pillow.
"Refaulty fridge! You might dare to get into my thoughts!" Rutuk Hana while patting her feet on the bed.
Not much different from Hana, in her room Dika also imagined Hana's face. The face of the woman who lately messed with her thoughts due to the lies that the woman created.
"Crazy woman!" Lirih Dika recalled how Hana had challenged him.
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