Romantic of my boyfriend
Morning date
Sunday morning at 06:00 Nares was ready at the place where he had made his agreement with Satria. While waiting he did a short warm-up. In the past, while still in High School, Nares routinely jogs at least once a week. But once entered the world of lectures in the morning on his holiday more spent to sleep, and in the afternoon he prefers to hang out or just watch the drama at home with his friends. He does distance exercise but at least he goes up and down stairs almost every day. And today, the first day after almost a year, he did not jog anymore. If not for Satria who invites, Nares will definitely refuse and prefer exclamations with his friends at home. Or at least he went home to his parents.
“Hei,” greeting Satria relieves Nares feeling. “A long time?”
Nares shook his head, “new fifteen minutes kok.”
Satria grimacing, “sorry, it was a bit lonely.”
“Obviously, maybe I'm the one who's careless.” Nares laughs. “Come start?”
Satria nodded and started running in Nares' small steps.
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Satria clucked without Nares noticing. The girl was still focused on running even though half an hour had passed making Satria keki herself. Because the intention is to invite Nares this morning not really want to jog but just meet and spend time together by chatting as usual. But it seems Nares really thought they would jog on and on without any interspersing chatter.
Satria stopped, choosing to walk behind Nares despite lagging quite far. His intention today to miss sports, take Nares to take a walk in the morning, the road is not running because he is almost bored with running every day. But yesterday's fingers were not following the orders of his brain and ended up taking Nares to jog. Jogging really does happen.
Satria snorted in annoyance, looking at the unaffected Nares with himself who stopped first. Didn't the woman think of herself, who might be exhausted and then relapsed because she ran too long. But look at the girl, though with hunting breath and sweat filling the body, even more so without her beside him, the girl did not stop or just turned her head.
Long enough until the girl stopped running, making the distance between them quite far. From a distance Nares is seen regulating his breathing, standing under a tree while fanning his body using his hands. He shook his head staring at Satria from a distance.
Nares laughs. “You? Running so tired doing? Have asthma?” his words sounded mocking. “Yes times, police have asthma.”
“Why?” ask Satria astonished. “Indeed if you have asthma can't be a cop?” tanyanya intends to tease.
Nares lifted his shoulders slightly, “entah yes, less know too. But think about it, if only a police officer had asthma, again chasing criminals suddenly his asthma relapsed, want to keep chasing not strong, want to stop the criminals first not to be caught.” Evidently.
Satria laughed, feeling funny with Nares's style of speech. “But at least stop dong, lest I have anything.”
Nares laughs back, “the evidence is non-existent, right? It actually wanted to stop, it just didn't feel right if it was less than thirty minutes.” Satria raised her brow next to ask for more explanation. “So SMA used to jog at least once a week, and at least thirty minutes once run. The next time you stop was the remaining seven minutes so just continue running until thirty minutes.”
Satria's eyes are slightly widened, “you count?” Nares laughed and nodded. While Satria shook her head, not expecting Nares turned out to be a strong girl running. Though Satria thought Nares is not the type of person who likes sports when viewed from the type of white Nares who is sensitive so easy to blush. Types of spoiled home children but they are not.
“You go home directly?”
“Do not, lah!” satria's jolt suddenly took Nares by surprise. Satria then turned his body and scratched his head, wrong behavior. Shame about his attitude.
Nares laughed unexpectedly. “If let's find a meal!” invite Nares to suddenly grab Satria's hand and hold her. But just a step Satria had already jerked her hand violently. “Oh, sorry!” nares said covering up his shock. Then walk first with eyes that began to turn red, powerless to resist the rejection of Satria.
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