
Time shows at 22:01 Arini lying on his bed his mind floated to and fro, considering his routine that has changed now, usually the clock as soon as Arini just finished broadcasting the night, Arini just finished broadcasting, the face of his colleague who is now his subordinate,
Arini loves them all, considers his team all is his family, Arini appointed as their leader makes them more happy because they were familiar even though between the leader and subordinates there are limits.
Remembering Arman, his friend who also loves him, making Arini's heart a bit grim, Forgive me Arman, we are friends because my heart has no taste for you, the Face of Arman looms in the corner of his eyes, he said, Arini does not want Arman hurt or hurt because of him, Arman may you find a better than me, still too far our journey there is a do'a in Arini's heart.
Arini's guilt towards Arman remains a stumbling block in her mind, but Arini comforts herself with the saying that "love is a taste and that taste is from the heart" and all that I felt I might have given to Mas Hadinata,
Whether there is something wrong with him, but the attraction of Mas Hadi has paralyzed the muscle strength of his feelings have closed all the taste against anyone.
Am I materialistic ? ambitious ? do I have any other goals for Mas Hadi ? no no no !!! I love him, I love him, I'm not that kind of person, my career is not waking up with that kind of desire,
as a leader I am more than enough, able to support myself can also save a little and set aside for his parents and younger siblings.
Remembering his parents Arini became afraid, telling his parents that he was related to his boss who already had a wife, Arini could not imagine Arini was afraid, his father would not approve if at some time when his father knew.
His father was a strict man, religion no one moral, moral, ethical, polite manners are the main in the family Atmaja and Aryanti, while his first daughter had a serious relationship with the man his boss already had a wife, and his first daughter,Arini can not imagine the attitude of both parents.certainly it is not the hope of both parents of course it is far from the imagination of his parents, What will the attitude of his colleagues like ? Neighboring neighbors in the place where his parents live and Arman will all his loved ones and closest will accept his decision ?
Also Miss Hesti Mas Hadi's wife ?
Aaaaahs... Arini became dizzy herself, am I wrong to love Mr Hadi ?
Is not loving and being loved is a fitrah, is Mr Hadi also wrong ? Why did Mr Hadi fall in love with me ? Why did Mr. Hadi follow me for over a year just wanting to know the real me, What is his name if not love ?
Why don't my heart fall in love with Arman who is carefree, free, single and Arman who loves me so much.
Arini cried as much as she did in her bed, questions kept raging in her head, What is akyu a sloppy girl ? so easy to fall into the arms of men, so easy to woo and woo ?
No, no ! I'm a difficult person to fall in love, it's not easy for people to conquer me, but why with Mr. Hadinata akyu so easily drugged, no twitch at all there is no rejection from his soul.
Why do I enjoy it so much, to respond to everything Mas Hadi did to me, This is my first touch and also my first love ?Yes yes, this is my first love and why should it be on people who already have a wife ?
This is the name of falling in love all blind, unable to see with reality, which is pictured before the eyes only beauty and beautiful hope, just ***** and the burning longing that always wants to be unleashed indefinitely.
I'm a strong principled person, once I fall for my heart's choice I will live whatever the risk, I must not be fooled by the charm of love itself, I'm sure of my choice, I'm sure, my future is in front of me with Mas Hadinata.
Arini is at war with her conscience, questioned all her wackiness and answered by her common sense logic sometimes beyond the limits of her thinking ability but this is the fact I fell in love ! regardless of who I fall in love with, it doesn't matter as long as love itself gives me hope of happiness.
Arini felt her cheeks, still felt soft hands Mas Hadi when stroking her first on his cheeks and face, all felt hot as if burning his mouth to be unable to breathe and refuse, he said,still warm hugs and his wild hands rubbed his body, making Arini feel like a convulsive seizure, shadowed everything and remember it all Arini goosebumps himself but how much he wants to repeat everything,want to always be close even though groggy, look at his eyes, look at his charismatic face and a smile that is so comfortable in his heart.
"Astagfirullahaladzim,Arini...O Allah protect me from the temptations of Satan and **** uncontrollable(
"kriiiiii...."
The telephon ring shocked Arini between conscious and not between sleep and baseball, Arini jumped in tremendous shock glancing at the phone on his dresser.
Did Hadi call ?
What the hell is this Arini guy muttering in his heart at this hour is still a nelephon.
"Hello also Arini dear,
"Not slept yet ? I can't sleep, I miss Rin..."
"Mas, in his house doesn't have a clock huh ?"
"What's the matter, baby ?
I can't sleep, I want to stay in your place"
"Ya aampuuuun Mas What is this Mas delirious what delirious ya ?"
"Rin, seriously, I miss you"
"Mas, about not being able to sleep is your problem, but if the matter of work tomorrow we finish in the office, please see once again what time is it now ?"
Arini was angry, but in her heart wanted to laugh out loud, to feel amused and funny as well as the same taste of desirability Arini felt also a longing had tied her up.
Hadi glanced at the clock on the wall of his room, the time showed at 01.15, but Hadi did not care, He just wanted to tease Arini.
"Pretty pretty fierce"
"If you knew what you wanted ?
"I want to tame him heeee..."
"Well, what animal am I ?"
Click the phone at Arini's close,
Hadi nyengir himself, alas yes Rin.tomorrow I reply your work, not a base of stale maen close.
Arini's HP rang again and again
Arini let him die alone, covered his ears with earphons, wrapped his body in a blanket and hugged the bolster.
With his imagination to float if and if, as well as a delusion that does not understand where to take him, Arini sometimes smiles himself, sometimes without cause to cry also himself.
Indeed, the kasmaran people with whose name is love, do not know the time, just met have said longing, there is no stopping if not limited to their own consciousness.
Arini realized, consciously, that what happened today will not exceed the limits of her religious norms, and I must always remind myself as well as Mas Hadi,
No matter how great their love desires, there will be a time later and we follow the plot and process together, Even though sometimes unmoved anxiety, desire to mount a longing for unstoppable hand before love itself becomes the antidote.
Arini is fast asleep, dreaming of a beautiful future that still leaves a long journey, her love story is just beginning, because only this time she feels the real love, the true love that everyone wants to feel sweet...