Teapot Water
S2: Balloon
Yaraa looking for the strength of the evil Villa, it turns out that looking for Dimas in the villa is very difficult, whereas as Yaraa remembers, Dimas was tall, muscular and large.
Yaraa dyed like a lost child, trying to find Dimas while carrying a pink balloon. While looking for Dimas suddenly his tail saw a foot behind a pine tree.
Yaraa settles near the outstretched leg, looking at who is behind the pine tree. When he saw Dimas who was sitting and loosened his tie, a ignorant idea immediately flashed through his head.
Yaraa jumped straight into Dimas' lap, Dimas who had no preparation whatsoever could only hold his breath and scream loudly as he felt Yaraa jump over Dimas' lap.
“Ampun, Ade,” cried Dimas who was shocked half to death saw Yaraa yanh suddenly in front of him.
“Hahahaa... hi Kak, why did you run away?” yaraa asked casually hiding the balloon behind her body.
“I'm afraid of balloons, don't like the balloon decks,” replied Dimas, Dimas resigned when Yaraa know his disgrace.
“You Globophobia?” yaraa asked while rubbing Dimas' hair.
“Whatever it is, anyway I am afraid of balloons, grieving if the sound is as scary as a balloon broke.” replied Dimas, Dimas eyes suddenly caught the damn thing behind Yaraa's body.
“Dek, Kaka told you. Love and love with Ade. Ade want anything, Kaka love you, Ade want to walk around the world back and forth until seven times too, come on. Kaka. But..” Dimas stopped his words because suddenly nausea mastered it.
“But what Sis? Why?” yaraa asked curiously, Yaraa had not realized that Dimas had sensed the presence of balloons behind the Yaraa field.
“But, I'll give it up if you bring Balloons.!?” squealing Dimas when he saw the balloon behind Yaraa's body that had poked out of hiding.
The balloons were like calling Dimas, Dimas' body immediately shuddered in horror when he saw the pink balloon dancing beautifully behind Yaraa's body.
“Balon behind you, already rich doll witch nari-nari behind your body, Dek, Dek,” said Dimas again while keeping his body as far as possible from the balloon that suddenly moved closer to the body Dimas.
“Kaka, ngaco well. Where there is a puppet witch shape bullet that aja, which there are also dolls rich witchcraft dolls ordinary dolls that are completely human-shaped.” Yaraa answered while taking the balloon behind her and pointed it towards Dimas.
Sontak Dimas directly pushed Yaraa's body. Yaraa was just trying to hold back her laughter, honestly seeing her boyfriend scared like this was a precious moment for Yaraa.
“Ade...jeez Ade...” pout Dimas while pushing the balloon in front of him. It felt like his heart was immediately exercising, the balloon in front of him was really like a monster. Dimas closed his eyes as much as possible when he saw the balloon in front of him.
Yaraa almost laughs at Dimas's behavior, Dimas who almost 80% of his body is a muscle, but, must be afraid of BALLOONS.
“Kaka, the balloon is not there,” lies Yaraa while looking for something that can break the balloon in front of him. Yaraa immediately remembered that she used a hairpin that had a fairly sharp tip. He took a hairpin in his head.
“What a lie to you, Dek. You really don't love your sister. Jeez Dek, if not a girlfriend I've been wrathful of you, De,” cerocos Dimas. Dimas is already in the stage of surrender.
Yaraa grasped the balloon in her hand tightly preparing to break it. With a single tap using her hairpin Yaraa broke the balloon.
DORS....
“ADE...”
The scream of Dimas instantly came to a halt, Dimas felt something warm and soft on his lips. Dimas felt a pair of tiny hands rubbing against his neck. The fragrance of the rose really poked Dimas' nose, the fragrance instantly gave him tranquility.
Yaraa's lips just stuck to Dimas's lips, not moving at all just sticking, a simple kiss that made Dimas' feelings jumbled.
“Later if you see the same balloon as the balloon explodes, directly inget Ade aja well, let's not be afraid anymore,” whispered Yaraa after unraveling the sweet kiss.
Dimas stared at Yaraa's black eye bead, “Can you ask for more?” ask Dimas.
“More?”
Dimas banged his head fast, “Iya, more. Can?”
“How richer? Don't ask for weird. I'm 18 years old, want me to report to komnas anak?” threatening Yaraa, I apologize that Yaraa is not a free-living person. Yaraa prefers to keep everything up until time and the right guy comes along.
“Komnas boy? Ade, Ade already 18 years already have a KTP, Ade is not a minor anymore,” kekeh Dimas.
“Tetep aja, just don't be weird Ade not ma....”
Dimas immediately kissed Yaraa's forehead slowly then rubbed Yaraa's cheeks that met with red.
“Eh...”.
“I will wait, I will not be weird with the little girl in front of me who is fussy already menggelepasan chili. Which means already menggorekin son of Kindergarten. Which if angry can only be relieved by spaghetti made by me doang,” said Dimas while pulling Yaraa's body closer, hugging him.
“I'll wait for you Nayaraa Sebastian,” whispered Dimas gently dipped Yaraa.
•••
After blowing up the balloon, Yaraa walks alone by the pool, waiting for the event to take place soon. Dimas left because Juan asked for help.
Yaraa eyes stared towards the lake, the lake looked calm. The wind blew gently playing on Yaraa's jet-black hair. Nayaraa Sebastian, son of a diplomat in Japan. His Indonesian father became a diplomat in Japan, meeting his native Japanese mother.
“Cosong?”
Yaraa turned her head and saw a man pointing at a chair beside Yaraa. “It's empty, Om. There is no one,” replied Yaraa relaxed.
The man immediately smiled wryly as he was called Om by Yaraa. “Who are you here? Duke or Taca?”
The man sat down in the chair beside Yaraa, then tried to open a chat with Yaraa.
“Not done both,” replied Yaraa.
Yaraa looked at the man beside her, then opened her eyes. “Kata Okaasan (Mama), I can not talk to foreign men,” replied Yaraa as if.
“Japan?”
“Half (half)” Yaraa replied while drinking her drink.
“Oh, pantes your eyes round.”
Yaraa looked at the man beside her, the man had a sweet smile. A handsome? Be standard, Yaraa is not a girl who likes handsome men. But, the eyes of the man beside her were really warm.
“Kaya gini?” yaraa asked while glaring her eyes.
“Hahahaa... well could be,” replied the man, “Jason, by the way. I am the Duke.”
“Who?”
“I, my name is Jason,” replied Jason.
“Yang nanya,” kekeh Yaraa.
“Jeez prank you well,” said Jason while donating Yaraa shoulder slowly.
“Ih, hold it, know my name. Hold it too,” said Yaraa while rubbing her shoulders.
“Yes, that's why you know him. Your name is hello?” jason asked, for some reason Jason felt a rush to see the sweet smile of the girl in front of him.
“Watashiniha dekimasen, watashinohaha wa watashi ga mishiranu hito to hanasubekide wa nai to iimashita. (I can't, my mother said I can't talk to strangers)” Yaraa replied using her mother tongue, hoping Jason didn't understand and left her.
“Watashinonamaeha jeisondesu, anata no name wa nandesuka? (My name is Jason, what is your name?)” jason replied casually.
Yaraa looked at Jason in amazement, “Nani? You speak Japanese too?” ask Yaraa amazed.
“Slightly, three years in Osaka,” Jason said.
“Ngapain?”
“So ninja,” joking Jason.
“Jeez, thought of being a cherry blossom sweeper,” kekeh Yaraa. “Nayaraa Sebastian, call Yaraa.”
“Who did you meet?” ask Jason curiously.
“Not them both, i.”.
“Adek...”.
Yaraa immediately saw Dimas who was walking towards her, Dimas swept his fingers towards her black hair.
“I came with him,” Yaraa said as she pointed at Dimas.
“Dimas Wijaya?”
“Iya.”
“You are ready Dimas Wijaya?” jason asked along with Dimas.
“Dia...”.
“Hai, Jason. Recognize this is my girlfriend Yaraa,” said Dimas while embracing the waist Yaraa.
“Ah, so Yaraa your girlfriend?” ask Jason.
“Iya, why? Objection?” ask Dimas.
“Ngak hell, but sorry Yaraa, not amused dating Om-Om?” jason asked, holding his laugh.
Yaraa just shakes her head, “If om-omnya rich gini, I am not amused. Asik, why? Sirik yah?” canda Yaraa's.
“No, I doain deh y'all langeng. But, Dimas. If you are already bosen can be shared with me,” joked Jason.
“Jason, still want your company safe right?” ask cold Dimas.
Jason instantly backtracked a few steps, “Sorry, Dimas..”.
“Mending we go in, someone wants me to talk to you,” Dimas said as he pulled Yaraa's hand away from Jason who could only wave his hand at Yaraa.
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