THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
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Richard laid the body of the Star with his heart on the bed.

The two laps had fallen asleep while they were chatting.

"Still." Nawang's soft voice greeted him as he passed through the door of the Star's room.

Richard simply smiled as he stroked the top of Nawang's head without stopping his steps towards the terrace.

Nawang came out while carrying a glass of water that he immediately received and then gulped it up to the toilet.

"Segarrrrr" he said with a carefree smile.

"Do you want to eat?" tawang Nawang was still standing beside him.

"What is nawarin?" ask Richard cengengesan.

"Nawarin." replied Nawang while glancing ferociously.

"Do you have anything to eat?" asked Richard astonished they had just stayed in Semarang.

"There was. Food of a million people. Mi instant." replied Nawang while chuckling.

"Can deh. While hitchhiking." replied Richard as he hurriedly stood up to bring Darren who was still sleeping in the car to take him into the house.

Almost forgot it was still in the car.

"Sleep in my room, Mas. In the afternoon if you sleep both sultry later" said Nawang from the kitchen area who can still see Richard entering holding Darren.

Richard stopped his steps which were already in front of the Star room.

Then hesitantly entered the one door that was beside the Star room.

Nawang Room.

The room that was once occupied with the man. Dad Star.

Where they both spend the night.

Richard let out a heavy sigh to throw away his thoughts.

All remains history.

By steadying her heart she passed through the door of the room.

His kiss instantly caught the faint fragrance he was beginning to recognize and remembered well in his memory

Nawang Perfume.

Richard smiled in his heart.

He could only smell it if they were very close.

When sitting docked or when um, hugging or um, kissing.

Nawang type of woman who does not like to share her fragrance for the common nose. He knew that a long time ago.

Attractively.

After laying Darren down instead he immediately came out instead sitting upright on the lip of the bed.

Spread his gaze to every corner of the room that is not too broad but clean.

The walls of the room are painted pastel yellow but already look worn. It must be because it has not been repainted for a long time.

There were two windows on one side with simple curtains of red brick whose color had also faded slightly.

One that immediately caught his attention was a tall mirror - perhaps nearly two meters - that was on one side of the wall, near the door.

In addition, there is only one closet three old doors and one small table, one small mirror attached to the table, and one plastic chair stored under the table.

Maybe it was a versatile table for Nawang. Can function as a dressing table, writing desk, as well as a table where to put other items, snack jars one of them.

Richard smiled bitterly.

Her eyes were fixed on a box on the table containing Nawang cosmetic tools.

A little too, Richard's mind.

She remembers the makeup of Mbak Daning - her only sibling who now lives in Singapore - and Anin used to be a lot. I don't know what things are in a small and sometimes funny size container.

He grabbed the things in the box. Read it carefully.

There are facial cleansers and toners that are similar in shape, there are moisturizers and foundation bottles that are more cute, then there are sow powder and solid powder packaging that is the same color. There is one lip balm, there are two lipsticks, then one small box with blush writing under the brand, there is also one box larger than a blush box with many color circles in it.

There's baby powder. Roll on's. Then a bottle of splash cologne that stayed a little.

He subconsciously carried the bottle to his nose, sipping it slowly.

Not wrong again, this is the fragrance of Nawang.

Unknowingly she smiled.

"I'm looking forward to nothing, it turns out you're still here. Why there?" asked Nawang a little embarrassed when he found out Richard was mengguprek cosmetics.

Richard turned his head in shock and grimness when he was caught in his minus behavior in Nawang's room.

"Bikin was shocked" said Richard then rearranged the cosmetics into his box and stepped over Nawang who had sat on the terrace amben.

"You make it too?" asked Richard as he went cross-legged on the amben then poured the sausage and a little soy sauce over the egg that was torn between the noodles.

Habits that have not changed since. There should be a sauce and a little soy sauce.

"Yes. Wanted." replied Nawang while grimacing in embarrassment.

In the pour instant noodles ration with sauce sambal only, no soy sauce.

"This mi what the hell? How delicious?" richard asked in amazement after three mouthfuls of enjoying his meal.

Nawang sneered.

"Lebay! Kayak who never eat noodles instant only." murmured Nawang.

"It's not. But it's really delicious. The way the cooking is different or the brand that I have never eaten anyway?" asked Richard in his arms.

"Secret!" answer Nawang mysterious pretender.

Richard smiled at the devil.

"Secret, let me ask to be made the same as you? Sinternyaaaaa entangling future husband." ledk Richard with a laugh.

Nawang again sneered.

"Halloooowww.the GR season has passed. You missed the GRnya! There are no traps! " ledek Nawang Back..

"Pantesan ya the fathers whose wives are fierce are mostly fat" said Richard while putting the bowl because the contents have turned to his stomach all, all the broth.

"Why is that?" ask Nawang curious.

"Because he said the fierce girl if cooking must be good. And I proved it. And that's true." Richard replied, glancing at him.

"Friday!" sulk Nawang while hiding his warmed face by looking down as deeply as possible.

The ngegombal never ending.

Richard laughed bitterly.

"Tomorrow you stock mi kayak gini that many yes in our house. I like it." said Richard while looking at Nawang seriously.

Nawang just blushed

In our house.

Very nice in the ears.

Warms hearts.

Make the air when it suddenly scented flower.

"Why is that blushing?" asked Richard while still staring fixedly at Nawang.

"Who is blushing?" elak Nawang sok.

"Basar jutek ngangenin" said Richard gemes while stroking the head of Nawang.

"Didnit! Like a cat dielus-elus!" salak Nawang while brushing Richard's hand was upset.

Richard laughed.

For a long time his head so there is no price in the hands of Richard.

Now his head is like Richard's favorite toy. Just a little chance there's a sure chance the hand's popping into his head.

Even though he actually likes to be elus-elus dear that. But she has to stay as a girl.

Different things if they are legal as a couple. Want all day in elus also will not be possible. Uh 🙈

"Is it home yet?" the voice of Pakde Parno from the side of the house broke the silence that had just been created.

"Udah Pakde, Udah nge noodles instead." replied Richard with a laugh then stood up because Pakde Parno was pointing at him.

"Mother's healthy all to, Mas?" asked Pakde Parno after shaking Richard's hand to him.

"Thank God be all healthy, sirde. Visited by children even want to be visited continuously." kekeh Richard.

"Yes not papa. Mumpung parents are still Sugeng (living) and healthy all, should be happy as much as possible. Just routed it would be nice sowan (visiting, facing) to Semarang. Wong (person) vehicles are also available." said Pakde Parno while moving to sit in the position of Nawang was sitting because now Nawang was standing next to Richard while holding two dirty bowls stacked and saos and soy sauce.

"Yes, Pakde. The plan is to go there once a month tomorrow." replied Richard.

"Want po tea (or) orange po coffee, Pakde?" tawang Nawang interrupted offering a drink.

"Manut sing nggawekke.wae. (challenged who made aja.)" answered Pakde Parno casually.

"Anget's oranges can you?" pinta Richard smilingly looked at the gentle Nawang.

"OKs. Oranges angel po adem (cold), Pakde?" tawar Nawang while looking at Pakde Parno.

"Anget wae lah (just warm)" replied Pakde Parno.

Nawang then went in to make drinks ordered by Pakde Parno and Richard, her future husband. Um!!!

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