
A pair of big hands with long fingers closed his eyes.he knew who the owner of this hand was. Because no one dared to touch her for the past few years, especially when he found out she was a girl who had been owned by one of the campus idols.
What's more, the citrus scent that seemed to gently touch his sense of smell. Needless to say, the old man of the heart is the culprit, Linggar.
Slowly he began to open the fingers, and turned only to look at the owner. He was immediately presented with a beautiful smile and kiss that felt several times in the face area.
“Surprise.”
“I'm home!” Linggar with a smile that never escaped when he met the woman of the heart that he always missed.
Rindi was only able to stare at Linggar's face. His skin looks darker than before. Not just the face, but the hands as well. But it still remained gallant even though it was slightly thinner than before. Very visible with a face that is more thin than before.
It took some time to restore the physical as usual. But if he takes off this man, rest assured it doesn't take long for someone to take his place.
The position of this man still remains very alluring.
“Pc, really good to know!” Said Linggar again while hugging Rindi's head and wagging her left and right. Even though their bodies were blocked by the seat. Linggar Linggar was only able to hug Rindi's head.
His longing seemed to be out of balance with his words.
Not meeting together for too long! Too homesick! Too crowded pent up!
It cannot be equated with a thousand words of longing.
So too with the girl.
It is undeniable that longing is very torturous. When accustomed to spoiled treatment and attention
excess then left for so many months makes his life full of longing words. It is only natural that he makes use of Iqram's kindness and care only to accompany his days without Linggar
Huh, Iqram? Set aside the name Iqram. Now is the time to let go of the longing with the owner of the heart.
But if you can be honest, Rindi is a little uncomfortable with Linggar's behavior that seems to ignore the existence of people around them.
Linggar-Rindi is currently the focal point of several pairs of eyes.
Some look at it with a smile. Some just shake their heads because they do not accept their treatment which is like showing off intimacy in a wrong place. There are also those who do not care about them, busy with their own activities.
Different again on a pair of eyes that look at them with a glare. Rindi did not know that the figure was looking at her so deeply. Hoping RIndi avoids all Linggar touches.
Eyes that imply sadness and hurt, but can do nothing.
Know where he is. He is just a man with a behind-the-scenes role. It's invisible!
If his fate was lucky, he could be positioned as a stunt double. Maybe it was very special for him.
Whatever the position, the clear romantic scenery of lovers who are giving up longing is very
hurt her.
It was too painful to continue enjoying the show.
After a long time making Rindi who is said to be an object of eye washing, in fact, her feelings have now changed.
Turned into a darling who wants to always make Rindi happy with her hands.
A love that wants to have Rindi alone.
And misses not being with Rindi.
He plays too far with his feelings. Ignoring his best friend's warning that the girl has been possessed.
Until the true owner has appeared to leave him who is now injured because he was set aside.
Moreover, the owner may be far above it in every field. He felt unable to compete.
His chest was like a big rock to make it crowded.
He is only able to turn his eyes anywhere, as long as not on the two people. Somewhile
“Coloss first yuk!” Said Linggar who did not need an answer or a rejection.
Because his hand had now pulled Rindi to move from her seat.
“Where are you going? I still have class.” Rindi who had stood up yet was still trying to hold back her steps.
“To home, I've told you the same mother. Come ah!” His words again continued to pull Rindi close to him.
"Wait, I'll take the bike." Rindi reached into her bag looking for the key to the bike and handed it to Lilis.
"Cie..cie who wants to miss."
"Cie..cie. who wants his guy to come."
The words seemed to be blindly in his ears. Who else if not Rindi's friends.
Making Rindi just duck while blushing in embarrassment. While Linggar only plays his eyebrows waiting for the activities of his lover.
“Letters miss first!” A little whisper near Rindi's ear. His smile never really came out.
Now his hand had perched firmly on Rindi's shoulder.
The word home and mother seems to reinforce their relationship that slowly tread seriousness. Beat out
Iqram who just tried to approach Rindi with all reason and status.
They had walked away after leaving the key on Lilis. Activities that have been stopped for several months.
From a distance seen Linggar's hand that grabbed one hand Rindi to loop around to his waist, with his hand back landing on Rindi's shoulder.
Occasionally his face is seen approaching to stick to Rindi's face, it is very visible if the man kissed Rindi several times.
Iqram turned around and walked, though he did not know for sure where the steps would take his body. It is clear that he should not be too late in the show that hurt him so much.
He was only able to grimace and tightly grip the rope of the backpack perched on his shoulders. Just to distract the feeling that almost made her tear up.
Look at! In just less than three months, Rindi was able to make her heart seem tossed. How he adored the figure of Rindi to the corner of the deepest room of his heart.
Though just yesterday he saw Rindi's smile which implied that the girl had a strong feeling
same with. Feelings that if combined can make them survive to stay together.
But how? It might be too difficult for him to step over the figure of Linggar who had occupied the ownership seat in Rindi's heart.
It's okay if he is made a shadow lover by Rindi, or a backup lover. Whatever his name is now he is willing.
As long as it does not part with Rindi in the near future.
That's fine! It may just take a little patience and determination. Although he could be sure his heart was hurt
I don't know until when.
To Be Continued!
Don't forget his finger on the shake well!
Ask for donations like dong!
Duh sleepy.
Is there coffee?
Same flowers, take a shower. Let it be fresher and faster.
Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!
The same is true, which is the symbol of love, do not forget to push quite once. If it's twice, I can cry.