The Promise Rejected
Chapter 1

Regrets always come at the end, right?. And now I am truly sorry, sorry for ever knowing him, and also once gave a very valuable item in my life. Here's my story.

The Rejected Promise

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" Which, make it into my house? ".

" Yes dear, so go to your house ".

" Surely right?, watch out you're lying! ".

" It's really Dito, so dude take an oath! ".

" Hehehe okay - okay, I'm waiting for ya darling ".

Tut!

Without ba bi Bu, I immediately changed my clothes, I polished my lips a little so as not to be too pale.

" perfect! ". Oversimplifies

I sambar bag that is on the dresser, do not forget to ask permission mama.

" Ma, Intan go first ya ".

" Where are you going, hem? ".

"To the house of Dito ". Answer me

" Yaudah, don't go home, remember that! ".

" Yes ".

My name is Intan, Anindita Intan Rahardja, daughter of Erik Rahardja. Owner of the company Rahardja Group which is quite famous in Bandung. I am the last of two children, my sister is named Adhitama Rahardja, while my mother is named Ratna Sari.

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" At last we arrived, huh! ".

It turned out that Dito was waiting for me on the porch of his house. He immediately told me to go into his house.

" Tumben is quiet, Mama Mita where? ".

" Mama?, Mama again went to Jogja with Papa ".

I only reply with a smile.

" Dear, you sit here first yeah, I'm going to go to the dressing room first, okay? ".

While waiting for Dito to change clothes, I scroll - scroll my tick homepage - tock.

" Like on! "

" Go now? ".

" Yes dong, it's time!. Yuk Yang ". Tramp

In the car..

" Where are you going? ". Ask her

" Eehmm, where are you?, whatever you want! ".

" ck!. It's a habit of you, if asked in tuh do not be up to continue, once - the request is let me not be confused where to go."

" Yes, my brother is also confused Dito, we go where, because we often walk ."

Suddenly he pulled his car over.

" Why stop? ". Much

Somehow he just kept looking at me with eyes that were either difficult to interpret.

" Hey, get asked instead of answering instead like that, Dito! what the hell is it?. Why are you staring at me like that?, something wrong with my face? ".

" What the hell is it? ". My inner

Immediately I took the mirror inside my bag, to see my face. As I reflected, there was nothing strange .

" It's crazy this time, kid! ". My inner

With the glass in my hand, now his hand continues to hold my fingers, while one hand is on my cheek, his smooth hand rubs my cheeks and lips.

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And now that her thumb was on my lips, she continued to rub her slowly. Pulling my nape to deepen the kiss and now both hands have slipped into the sidelines - between my short hair.

I just kept quiet, I felt my brain blank for now. I wanted to rebel but somehow my body felt stiff to move and fight it.

I don't know how long we've been kissing. Dito finally let go of his kiss to catch his breath.

" Dito!, you're crazy huh, ha?. How insolent of you. You never thought so!. "

Yes I am angry, because we have never kissed like this even though you have been 1 year and over 5 months. Never kisses but just cheeks and eels, no more than that. This was the first time he dared to do so. How crazy!.