Sweet Child OR Hot Daddy
The Fourth Day I Know the Alva (I'm Flying. Flying in Love)

To say that Azhalea Princess Florenza is in love with Alva Harison, it feels too soon. For God's sake, they've only known for 3 days. In fact, they have not known each other so closely. However, in reality, the days when Zhe began to know Alva, Zhea began her new life full of joy. Everything Alva did, from the chatter, to his words of wisdom, made Zhe smile all night. Zhe was no longer even a nightmare, and all that was because of Alva.

In addition, Alva is the only man where when people are busy finding out about their relationship, then Zhea just answers with "We are nothing but friends.", but guess what? Zhe always smiled broadly when saying that.

The droughts of the cell phone jolted Zhea. When Sindi found out who called her, Zhe immediately pressed the green button.

"Hallo, Zhe? Whaan? I just finished walking on the road again. It's already at home. You haven't slept yet? Almost the middle of the mallem too." It is very typical of a Sindi.

"Sin's breath could be time," Zhea laughed, making Sindi across the street laugh.

"Well, what a smile today? What the hell is it? Alva it's definitely." Sindi laughed, making Zhea smile slowly, "Sin, I don't know what she did to me."

"Eh, why?"

"Gue doesn't know Sin. Anyway, just like him, I want to keep smiling. Just like him, I feel comfortable. Just like him, I have no reason to be sad." Zhea looked at the ceiling of her room. Then he began to recount every incident he went through with Alva today. The events that raised Zhea's spirit. Events that gave Zhea reason to stay alive on the stage of the play that increasingly tortured her.

"Oh. My. Gosh," Sindi clucked in awe, "Zhe. Send me one that's like Alva."

Zhea laughing.

"Oath to Zhe. I also don't understand why that guy can be so good to elo. But hell, Zhea. You want to find another Alva! Don't waste your chance, you!" Sindi said solemnly, making Zhe seem to raise his eyebrows, "What chance is it anyway? Not necessarily Alva wants me to be the same. You know what girls are like here? To the campus already rich want a seven-day party seven malem just know not."

Hearing the words of Zhea, who had begun to sound like the old Zhe, Sindi laughed instead, "Makanya lo should be able to nandingin them dong. Dandan cake. No need to sift them too. But yes, you are just like you were before. Let Alva also not be ashamed of the same way elo!"

Zhe snorted, but inwardly confirmed the words of Sindi. Alva has done a lot for Zhe. They walk together, with the handsome appearance of Alva like a modern prince, and Zhea..

"****," Zhe grumbled as she recalled how she looked in front of Alva. Really sad. How could Alva be around him.

"Gue's so embarrassed about his nginget." Zhe's words made Sindi laugh across the street.

"less pinter the hell you are."

"Ye, if I'm less pinter where maybe until here dodol."

"Factor luck. That's why you are so grateful. Because you can also find rare guys like Alva, right?" Cibir Sindi made Zhea nod confirming.

Ah, I don't know. Only, Zhe wanted to hurry up in the morning so that he could see Alva's face, again.

***

On campus.

Zhea stared at her reflection in the mirror, then smiled in satisfaction. Azhalea is finally back. Yep. The girl looked a little different this morning. He wears a plain black long-sleeved t-shirt, white shorts, and white flatshoes. Do not forget the watch and a small backpack that has been hanging on his back. Not only that, Zhea's face was no longer as pale as before. This girl now looks fresh with a blushing white face and natural pink liptint strawberry flavor. Her hair was allowed to stretch backwards. Well, this girl looks so sweet, supported by her petite stature.

His friends seemed busy looking at Zhea's change to his former figure. In fact, one of them blatantly said that Zhe looked so beautiful. Especially because the girl was constantly smiling kindly, a smile that she had never shown before.

"Zhe, you're really the same Alva, right? Ew! You suddenly change gini, definitely because of Alva!" The princess is the only girl who never stops asking about Zhe and Alva's relationship, and sometimes, it upsets Zhea.

"What the hell, Put. People are just menenan." Zhe snorted, but then grinned at the horse. God fucking. Hearing the name Alva in the morning alone can make his heart flowery. Does Zhe have to be psychiatric? Zhea must be crazy.

"Eh, Zhe! It's Alva!" DEG.

Zhea's smile suddenly disappeared as the Princess pointed at the horde of men and women sitting in the corridor of the campus. And Zhea was able to capture the cool-looking figure of Alva with a backpack hanging on one shoulder. Alva used a white T-shirt covered in a dark green jacket, black jeans, and brown shoes. The man seemed to be laughing with his friends whom Zhea did not know.

And suddenly Zhea's face turned red when she saw the figure of the man she was waiting to meet today, now within reach of her eyes. Zhea's face turned red when she realized that she was willing to care about her appearance again because of that figure.

"Mm, we. can go the other way, Put?" Zhe ****** his lips are scared. I don't know what makes the girl so nervous. He felt unprepared to look back at Alva. Especially yesterday... yesterday.. oh, ****. Alva's lips were so sexy when the man laughed. Until Zhe could not believe that sexy lips were***** lips yesterday.

"Huh? Where are you going? That muter? Ye times, tired lah, Zhe. Follow the kids." The Princess' words made Zhea's heart beat fast. They were getting closer to Alva and her friends, and at that moment the Princess shouted because Zhea who was clutching her hand was getting stronger, so nervous.

"Put, anjir your mouth!" Zhea whispered as she stared frantically at the direction... Alva who seemed to be smiling towards him. What the hell. Zhe asphyxiated. The girl was about to turn around to run when one of the Alva hordes clearly mentioned her name.

"Ayeeeee. It was Azhalea who was close to our baby-Alva right?" Zhea gulped her saliva as the blonde-haired man seemed to approach and pull his hand.

"Come on, let's join in for a second," the man glanced. Making Zhea suddenly annoyed and pulled back her arm.

"Whoops. That's bad, duh. I got scared" The man chuckled, making his friends laugh.

"For your information, I am Ronald, Alva's best of the best friend ever. Nice to meet you. By the way, you got nice legs," Ronald again glanced while watching Zhe. Making Zhea's face reddened, especially when her friends also looked at Zhe's body from top to bottom.

"Come on guys. Don't ever play with her. Or die." Alva was caught off guard as the basket spy looked at Zhe with a starving look.

"Why Dude? She looks more cute than I ever imagined."

Alva took a long breath. Is correct. Zhea looked different this morning. That girl is prettier. Her face was bright, her lips were getting pink and shiny. Makes Alva want to feel what liptint Zhea is using. The girl also left her legs open. Yes, Alva was talking about Zhea's white legs typical of Asian women.

Alva grew even more careless as the gazes of her friends further seduced Zhea. Duh, Zhea is hers. Only his!

Immediately, the man took off his jacket, leaving behind a plain white short-sleeved shirt. Then, Alva knelt down to tie her jacket around Zhea's waist. It made everyone look surprised. Yeah, of course you are. An Alva Harison happens so sweetly to a scholarship girl who even just came to New York. How could Alva kneel in front of that girl in the middle of nowhere?

"Don't wear shorts and show your legs again. I told you, right?" Alva looked up still on her knees, making Zhe's face flushed.

"Come on, this is summer, Alva." Zhea and right. Alva is overrated. Wearing such clothes is a natural thing when summer happens. In fact, other students only wear a tanktop and short skirt. Again, this is New York, and this is summer.

"Yes, but, I can't let the basket-eyed motherfuckers like them look at you hungry." Dengus Alva's. Now the man was back on his feet, and again throwing a tantrum at Zhea's heartbeat.

"Wow!!! That's hurt, Alva!" Cheers for the sake of cheers were thrown from the mouths of Alva's friends. They seemed to be laughing and constantly teasing the two of them. Unlike the girls who actually saw Zhe with a sharp gaze as if Zhea had snatched their treasure.

Alva looked at Zhea entirely, then chuckled when she realized the girl's reddened face. Alva could not notice the girl's reddened face. Alva could not help her body to not ruffle Zhea's hair, "You're beautiful today. And I like it."

Alva smiled, making the girl who was only limited to Alva's neck smile.

"But not with pants or a short skirt. Not at all." Alva's gaze returned flat, making Zhea laugh while nodding.

"I'll go first. They're waiting for me." Zhea pointed at her friends who were arguably watching an impromptu romantic soap opera rather than waiting for Azhalea.

Alva nodded and said, "I'll pick you up. At 3pm. Is that enough?"

"Hm, I can't. I'll find an apartment around campus." Zhe shrugged his shoulders.

"No problem" said Alva, making Zhea appear to raise her eyebrows inexplicably.

"I'll drive you." Alva continued and again heard the cheers of Alva's friends who no longer Zhea heard. Because suddenly, Zhe felt that there was only Alva in front of him. And only Alva's voice could get into his ears.

"As for you, I have to go," Zhea smiled, about to continue her steps as Alva clasped her hands tightly and whispered, "Wait for a minute."

Alva looked at all the men who were watching them with a stern look, "You better keep your eyes off of her," Then Alva smiled sinisterly, "Or I will pluck out both of your eyes. I'm serious."

And at that moment, things became crowded. Some were laughing at Alva who suddenly became overprotective. There are also other cases that began to swear the figure of the girl named Azhalea Princess Florenza.

But the most important. Zhe only felt that he was flying over all Alva's treatment.

Right, if Azhalea wasn't in love with Alva. After all, why would he fall if he could fly?

Yeah, he's flying. Flying in love. With the most wanted man on his campus, Alva.