The Guard
The world is narrow
After his encounter with the girl of his heart, Gresta is now in the flower shop, the handsome young man is looking at the flowers.
"The prince wants to buy flowers for Miss Syaqila?" Chrisa hang was always right in guessing making the handsome young man develop his smile.
"What if he refuses?" Ask Gresta.
"I'm ashamed auntie, I haven't told her in a long time" she said.
"Say you are busy.
" After all you now look the same age, it's time you recall your childhood" explained Chrisa.
Silently Gresta, as if he was thinking of a way how he would meet her, would he take her to dinner? Or take her flying like a child, or is there something else hidden in her genius brain?
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Gersta deliberately waited for the beautiful girl on the balcony of her room next to the glass door of Syaqila's room, in a charming black suit, adding to the charismatic impression that was so prominent.
Do not forget his hands grasping a bouquet of very beautiful flowers
The Visual Gresta Rajendra
Long enough the handsome Prince waited for his heart until the sun began to roll shining on his other hemisphere and slowly a beautiful full moon replaced his duties, a bright ray with cold air that replaces the warm heat of his sunshine.
KRRRIIEEEET...
The sound of the door creaking open, feeling that the arrival of the idol girl even made Gresta's heart beat fast, sweat crystals began to appear.
Several times Gresta sighed trying to relieve his nervousness.
Sure enough the girl who was waiting for her now appeared from behind the door of the room and was looking suspiciously towards the glass door that connected the room with her balcony.
"Who are you?!" Shouted Syaqila with perfectly rounded eyes.
"Do you want to be in my room?!" The hysterical girl shouted.
Seen Gresta gave the code to the girl speechless, but instead of her silence Syaqila instead grew more afraid, he looked around her and he found a floor broom that was loosened in the corner of his room.
Unwilling to think for long the beautiful girl ran over and grabbed the floor broom, and slowly approached towards the door.
At the opening of the glass door, he pointed the broom handle towards Gresta.
"Go from here or I'll scream!" Threaten the pretty girl.
Instead of going Gresta instead pulled the handle of the broom until Syaqila's body staggered forward and hit Gresta's muscular chest.
BRUGHY!!
A familiar scent, as she had known him, Syaqila was silent for a moment in Gresta's arms.
"You!, "You hit me at the Mall earlier, right?" Syaqila also pushed Gresta's body away from him.
"Indeed this narrow world yes sir, in the Mall meet, here meet, haish, can be t... " She was silent for a moment when she was about to mention the name of the young man before her.
"By the way, what's your name?" Ask Syaqila.
"Gresta" Gresta said slowly.
"Well, yes, I can express these Gresta-Gresta" Celoteh Syaqila but in the next second he stared fixedly at Gresta's face then turned to the bouquet of flowers in Gresta's hands.
"You're Gresta?" Gaping in disbelief, how many years they had separated at the end of mya reunited.
"Are you really Gresta? Miss Gracelina's son? Gresta the genius who left me when I was in school? You're... "
"Sstt... Aren't you tired of talking?" Gresta said by sticking his index finger on Syaqila's lips.
The beautiful girl was speechless with her round netra widening, looking to wink beautifully eyelids adorned with lentic eyelashes.
The two neutras showed each other how great the longing felt, but as time went on it all felt different.
It used to hold hands, hug, kiss feels ordinary and close because it is still the same children, other now.
If they kissed each other and hugged each other then it would definitely awaken something that would be fatal if obeyed.
SRING!!
It was still as if Gresta had opened his palm and showed him his magic.
With capitalized flower petals from flowers that have been neatly arranged in a bouquet.
Gresta flew the petals and formed the words *I MISS YOUSYAQILA ALDINA*
Again Syaqila's eyes rounded and developed her smile.
Syaqila Aldina Visual
"I miss you too" said Syaqila, GREB!!then pouring into Gresta's arms, the handsome young man was surprised by the sudden abandonment of the girl before him, until he forgets that one hand is controlling the flowers that fly as a result of the petals falling worthy of the rain of flowers that rain on both people of different races and genders.
Shaqila gave a tight hug, even her tears shed wet Gresta's shoulder, the girl crying so badly.
Slowly Gresta let go of his embrace, "You crying?"
Syaqila shook her head, "Not a cry of sadness", The burly fingers rubbed the wet face.
" No baby, don't cry!" Said Gresta who then gave a glimpse of Syaqila's forehead.
The two are now sharing their stories after a long time without seeing each other.
"You're sure you've never dated another man?" Gresta asked with a full glance.
"No, I always believed in you and tried to keep waiting for your arrival" said Syaqila who made Gresta spread a sweet smile again and again.
"What if I don't believe it?" Gresta asked with one eye as if he did not believe the girl in front of him.
"That's up!" Ketus Syaqila with the look of his bent face.
A crisp laugh rang out from Gresta's mouth, he laughed angrily at her beloved expression.
"Kok laugh anyway?" Gerrutu Syaqila's.
"Because you're adorable" Gresta pinched Syaqila's cheeks slightly.
That night they went through a meeting by exchanging stories.
As the day began to dissolve, Gresta said goodbye to Syaqila, the girl looked unwilling but how else, they had not been legal to sleep together.
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Gresta with his wide smile entered his residence, he flew straight towards his private room.
The shadow just now when he was with the idol continued to remember clearly.
"The more beautiful she is, what if I can't hold her back?" Gresta muttered by crossing his legs.
"Ekhem... Someone else is drunk with love" said Chrisa who had just arrived at the door of Gresta's room.
The boy who has now grown into an adult is now resting his own body on a bed that is very comfortable.
The shadow of Syaqila's sweet smile continued to surround the genius's brain. Until it did not feel the cold that brought drowsiness has now accompanied the handsome young man to penetrate into the dream world.