
Elric was struck by the sound of sirens of police patrol cars roaring down the streets of East Harlem. There must be some gang riot out there. He exhaled a rough breath, feeling his sleep disturbed.
He squinted away from the bright light coming in from between Emma's window blinds. Emma's Room? Elric chuckled to himself. He fell asleep in a blue painted room neatly arranged typical of a girl's room.
Stretching of his body muscles that feel sore because his sleeping position does not change overnight, curled up while hugging Emma's pillow.
It seems like it's noon, but Emma hasn't returned to the apartment yet. Where the hell is he?
Elric got out of bed, and stepped out of the room. The atmosphere of the living room is still empty. The young man sighed softly. There was worry in his heart. Is Emma really so frustrated with her guilt?
He opened the door of his own room intending to continue his sleep there. However, the sight on his bed made both of his eyes rounded.
"What?!" Emma was asleep in her room. So, from last night Emma was in the apartment and they switched rooms? Elric chuckled softly as he shook his head.
Emma is still asleep. The girl hugged her pillow as if she was hugging someone. Seeing the girl's beautiful and peaceful face, her sense of regret disappeared instantly. Elric walked over to the bed and sat on the edge.
"Nr ...."
"Hm ...."
Elric's lips were cut. Emma is still in a dream world. He looked at the pretty face of the girl carefully. Starting from the hair, forehead, eyes, nose, then down to his lips. Holy hooch! why is this girl so pretty?
Ah, instead of waking Emma up, Elric was laying down next to the girl. His eyes did not look at that beautiful face. Long enough he stayed in that position, until Emma slowly opened her eyes.
"El?!" Emma was shocked and inched backwards until her back hit the wall. The position of Elric's bed was indeed attached to the wall.
"Hmm .. I'm so tired. I think I went home and could sleep peacefully. But, it turns out that my bed has been claimed by someone," Elric said.
Emma gasps. The girl cleared her throat once. "Ma-af, I ... last night ...."
"But drunk and wrong room?" cut Elric while raising both eyebrows.
"Owh, not ...." Emma was trying to neutralize the erratic feeling that was attacking her at the moment. "I'm sorry, El. I'm late for your concert. I came right when your concert was over."
"You coming?"
Emma nodded. "Sorry, Elric" he said.
Elric smiled wryly. "Oh, forget it. After all, the concert wasn't very important." He folds his arms over his head. His eyes were on the ceiling of the room. "Auch!" he cried then when suddenly Emma slammed into his body and hugged the young man tightly. Elric was surprised not to play. However, slowly he returned the girl's embrace.
"I'm sorry, El, I'm so sorry" Emma said, leaning her face around Elric's neck.
"So, you're sorry?" ladybug Elric.
"Totally sorry."
"Where were you, anyway (where were you last night)?"
Emma pulls herself from Elric's arms. The girl lowered her face. "James .. forced me to go somewhere ...."
Elric clucked bitterly. "I knew it (definitely)."
"He forced me, El. And ...."
"He .. proposed to me."
Elric's eyes are breaking. Then the young man nodded slowly. "I can't believe this. You accepted the proposal?"
"No. .. I ...."
"Good!" cut Elric.
Emma smiled faintly. "You're gonna forgive me?" ask her with a soft voice.
"Come ...." Elric shrugged his shoulders.
Emma breathed heavily. He hugged his knees in frustration.
"I'll forgive you, origin ...." Elric shook off his suspicious smile. "Origin ...." The young man brought his face closer to Emma's.
Emma gasps. His chest started to rumble. The gaze of the brown netra that was so sad it was able to make him help. As much as he wanted to stay away. I don't think he can analyze his feelings.
"El ...." Emma held Elric's chest. "I ... haven't brushed my teeth, yet" said the girl's origin. "See you later, El." Emma hurriedly jumped from the bed and rushed out of the room.
"What?" Elric raised both his hands. But a moment later the young man woke up while scratching his hair that began to lengthen.
***
James put away Hannah's soft, circular hand on her chest. The man then sat on the edge of the bed, clutching his chin with his fist.
He had to call Hannah back. As a normal man, he needs the touch of a woman. After Emma receives her proposal, she takes the girl to her apartment and spends the night together. He was very curious about whatever was on the girl. The reality is very chest tight. Emma refused and went out of nowhere.
James calls Hannah to vent his almost unstoppable passion. Even though only Emma wanted to be touched.
"James ...." The distinctive hoarse sound of waking up from behind his back made James' daydreams scatter. He turned to the beautiful, undressed woman who was just wrapped in the blanket.
"Hmm?"
"Thank you ...." Hannah's eyes held a longing. Save the hope to be with his girlfriend.
James smiled wryly. He hoped that the one lying on his bed was Emma. With his beautiful body that he had only seen from behind the old fashioned clothes that the girl always wore.
"It doesn't mean anything, Hannah." James gave a warning. A warning to Hannah not to put any hope in him.
"I knew. I don't mind. Being close to you again is enough." Hannah bit her lower lip, bitter.
"Sorry ...."
Hannah inched closer to James' back and hugged him. Putting his facial skin on James's tattooed back skin.
"Not to apologize. I will always be there for you."
***