Roses Are Not in Love
The plan.

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I kept pacing back and forth in front of Erik's room, and could not wait for the arrival of Erik who had gone from morning to the Church. I don't know what possessed the child, until it suddenly turned conscious with his God, because as far as I knew him a few years ago, Erik was a figure who was not too fanatical about the Religion in his country, which he belonged to, even in the big family Erik flat is the pastor.

I immediately gasped as I turned around and hit the sturdy body of Bang Daffa who was also not focusing on his path, as Bang Daffa's focus was on the terror in his hands.

Bang Daffa, is indeed a photography enthusiast even though it has absolutely nothing to do with the lecture majors taken by Bang Daffa. Science of Law, the major was taken by Bang Daffa, and according to him photography is only his favorite. Don't ask me where I know about it, obviously I know not directly from Bang Daffa. Let's just say I'm a netizent kepo oppa oppa korea.

Bang Daffa did value photography, but there was something even crazier, which was me. Because falling in love with someone who never wants to look at women more. And for a year of living with Bang Daffa, I never saw Bang Daffa bring a girl to a boarding house, nor discuss girls with friends.

Bang Daffa, the perfect figure for me, even though he was a duck and cool. And maybe that's why I'm curious to him so hot that gebu want to know him more. Bang Daffa did look good to all of us women who were fascinated by his cold style with a sharp eye swept away, like an ocean that never knew how deep it was, basically, and what secrets are in it. But, Bang Daffa is also not a person who is open to us, even a closed tendrils.

"Heart of heart." Said Bang Daffa quietly while upholding my body which was almost hollow in the chest of his back-sliding-able field.

I aimed my smile at Bang Daffa, trying to hide my chest that was beating the drum inside. And ahhh, these eyes really make me drift also melted like Mozarella cheese that is heated.

"War." Bang Daffa said again by plucking his finger in front of my face which I felt was blushing, because I felt the heat on my face to my ears.

"Yes, Bang Gan, uhh, Bang Daffa." I replied with a stutter and I almost slipped my secret call. Gantengku.

"Dark not at the door." Say Bang Daffa again, and only this time did Bang Daffa speak long enough to me.

I grinned at the horse, and covered my nervousness by touching the ends of my flap hair irregularly. Then without saying what else Bang Daffa passed from before me and left his distinctive perfume that filled my sense of smell that made my heart immediately prancing with excitement.

And with a happy heart, I also walked into my room with a butut phone that I occasionally touch his keypat to send a message to someone, to share the happy things I was feeling.

An hour had passed, and I was still engrossed with some numbers to count the machines. I am indeed a woman, but there is no law that regulates women should not have the ambition to become a mechanic, or aspire to have a workshop. Except one man, Melati.

From the beginning, Kak Melati did not approve when I entered SMK and chose the Automotive Engineering department, she said the woman should be graceful and meek. Not like me, bar bar, and like to play football on the complex field, so my skin blackened and the smell of sweat because it was often in the sun.

Me and Brother Melati, if it is like the Sky and Earth, the Moon and the Sun, Day and Night, something very different. Because Kak Melati is a friendly, polite, gentle figure, her behavior is also her heart, and also smart. As for me, I can imagine for myself how I behave with my makeup like a man.

I heard the door of my room open, but I was still engrossed in the Qur'an in my hands, and perhaps this was one of my plus points. Because no matter what my behavior and dress, I never once left my prayer and tried very hard to still be able to read the Qur'an every time I finished praying, even though it was only one verse.

I can guess who went into my room, who else if not Kucrit Erik. Because only Erik dared to go into my room without knocking it first. After a while I finished my reading which was still a lot of straws, and saw the sparkling face of Erik every time I listened to me teach.

"In the Church what sleeps Loe. It's just coming home." I said without looking at him.

I walked slowly, kept my Mukena as well as my Qur'an and then ran to the bed and lay staring at the ceiling. My hands are not just silent, because the war of hands, feet, and mouths we both have been directly active once we both met.

"Like, like the Cave, want to sleep in the Church, want to snack in Geraja, or want to do something there. It's none of Loe's business." Erik's hand had stopped in my head and managed to catch him slowly.

"Loe yeah, how dare. Gua knows the reason why the cave is stupid, because of the drought Loe jitak." I answered while sitting glancing at my feet and then tidying up my hair.

"Emang, basically stupid, stupid, bego." Erik replied to a fool, and I'm used to hearing that. To me, Erik's words were like the chirping of a beautiful bird in my ear. Because of the close ranking of the two of us, so every word we both always like a joke to us, and does not make us angry with each other.

"Sunday, bego bego gini. Loe needs a cave to actually motor sport Loe. And what's even more loe, because you want to have a friend like a cave." Answer me while reaching for my phone lying on the nightstand.

"It's also Loe's word. I think the Cave must go to Geraja again tomorrow week so that it can do'a lot and be free from sin like Loe."

"Damn, Loe. For the sake of God Cave, Loe swore a cry when the Cave went without saying goodbye to Loe." I said spontaneously.

"No, even the Cave will be grateful because there will be no bells on the Cave motor. Guess where the gay cave is Loe."

"So much Loe, likes Loe. Origin Loe demen." I'm indifferent.

"Reran, HP butut aja still Loe care. If the cave has made a door slat." Quickly my butut HP was already in Erik's grasp. "Poor really dah, but just say the same Mr. Agung, will also be bought the latest." Erik.

I gave a mocking look to Erik, and Erik knew enough about it, how I tried so hard not to ask so much of the Great Sir's family. Part-time work at the workshop, and occasionally still shirking if possible. Even babysitting Toddler children I also had a play, and it was all I wanted so that I did not ask too much to the family of the Great Sir.

With them taking me with them nine years ago, giving me a decent place to live, giving me a chance to learn, and what's more, giving me love. For me it is more than enough, then the rest I can find it myself, even though I have to sacrifice time.

"Already, don't look at the cave like that. The cave was afraid that your heart would turn to me, no longer the same Bang Daffa loe." Erik said while scooping my face. "Gua is afraid Loe will be heartbroken, because many women are chasing after the love of the Cave."

"Satisfied, laugh, Gua I swear it whisulan."

"Sadly really, sir, the curse." Answer me with still holding back laughter. "Ehh, but speaking of Bang Daffa. Cave there's a way..?" Continue with a serious face.

"What." Erik replied, Still a little bit of aversive.

"This is the way of the Cave." I said as I pulled Erik's head a little closer to whispering.

"What the hell is Loe, uncomfortable to know." Erik said to keep his head away from me.

"Gua wants to whisper Loe." My answer.

"Woy. Bego loe is maximal. This is Loe's room. There's no one why whispers.."

"The wall has ears, Bro." Answer me.

"Loe Drama. I just want to do a secret mission." Toyoran lightly landed on my head.

"This is a secret mission. Here the whisky cave."

"No, if you want to talk. The cave does not want Loe to steal the opportunity nyium Cave."

I shook my head in wonder at Erik's silly behavior today, when we usually have no bulkhead at all. "Dihh, it's GeEr." My words then moved down from my bed and moved on my study table. I gave the notebook in my hand to Erik to read it. It was clear in my eyes, Erik's astonished look read the writing I made.

"Copy of who." Erik asked as soon as he finished reading the writing I made.

"Absolutely, it's the brain of the Cave." My reply and a belittling smile of disbelief rose on Erik's lips, and I quickly scoffed them with my finger, and made the owner reddish, I don't know because I don't know. But for sure, I was satisfied to be able to pollute Erik's lips to look a little manyun and reddened.

"What do you mean by this writing.?" Erik asked after rubbing his lips.

"Well, that should be your question." I answered, and a moment later it had returned to my seat by turning it over. "I want to write a secret letter to Bang Daffa. Letters canned gushat." I continued by raising my eyebrows in turn.

Erik hit his eel with a book in his hand. "Keep with it only you are satisfied."

"Love doesn't have to have, Bro. Most importantly the cave has already expressed the feeling of a cave to Bang Daffa, without Bang Daffa knowing that it's a cave." Answer me in the style of a woman who was embarrassed by a lion, to make Erik shake his head.

"Loe sure won't swipe. Think again, War." Erik replied, and it was obvious that he objected to my steady bony head. "As far as loe, the important cave has been telling you the same loe. Don't let Bang Daffa if the canned letter comes from loe." Erik said as he moved out of his place and out of my room with an unhappy aura.

"Herman, what the hell was the child from yesterday like not exactly right sajennya." I muttered softly, and a moment later I had ignored Erik's behavior, then focused on the notebook with a smile sumringah decorate my lips, because in my mind right now is filled with the shadow of Bang Daffa's smile.

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Erik are you.?, are you worried about the Rose, or are you worried about your heart..🤭🤭🤭🤭

Love Love Love...

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