
Visual Alvaro Sanjaya Son
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"You want to die?" look in vengeful eyes showed Utari to Aska who was still managing her terrible breath.
"You kissed me first!" aska, she doesn't know what to say. He was also confused as to why he kissed Utari's lips so hard as if he missed Utari's figure so much.
Utari still looked at Aska grudgingly, but she also realized this kiss would not have happened if she had not started first. Utari felt very upset, he who initially wanted to make Aska upset now even himself who was made arrogant by Aska because the reaction of the man was not in accordance with the expectations imagined Utari.
As usual Utari teleported to leave Aska who was still dumb on the spot.
Aska tried to digest the incident just now and she just remembered about a figure very similar to her who had kissed Utari.
What that memory has to do with my ancestors...
If in the past Utari's lover was a person who resembled me, then the scene of the memory that I accidentally remembered that morning and just now was the memory of who...
A very severe pain re-spread in Aska's chest, he sat down and let out tears from his eye patch because of his unbearable pain. It felt like a huge boulder had struck his chest and stabbed him into the most basic darkness and locked him there. Aska felt a deep feeling of fear, not what she was afraid of but the painful fear was like enough to kill her at this moment.
"What happened to me?" aska gumam. Aska was sitting on the cold floor in front of the office, a teacher who had just returned to teaching approached Aska who was enduring the pain in her chest.
"What is it, Mr. Aska, do I want to take it to the UKS?" ma'am Rohaya asked, he is the vice principal of this school.
"No papa kok buk!" said Aska, because winning the pain has begun to decrease.
After the pain somewhat subsided Aska again teaching activities as usual, but his mind could not focus at all, he had to exert a lot of effort to stay concentrated on his lessons. Because in his brain and heart there was only a shadow of the taste of his kiss with Utari just now.
A long sigh of heaviness in the already frustrated Aska exhaled, she leaned back in her office chair and blocked the ceiling of the room. The shadow of his kiss with Utari again plastered in front of him, his lips as if he could still feel the sweet and soft touch of Utari's lips.
This kiss is not the first kiss of Aska, because when Aska college known the playboy Butterfly. He is more dangerous than a crocodile that spreads charm and sweet words only. Aska is a lover who is like a butterfly, charming and attractive but can not be owned.
The point is Aska does not mind romantic relationships with any woman from no bond, that's why he is nicknamed playboy cap butterfly. Who likes to go there. It was only after he got to know Ratih Aska trying to change his free lifestyle.
But someone has shaken his old stance Aska will. And that one has corrupted Aska's heart, mind, lust and memory. He still imagined all the things about Utari who had not long ago always met him.
"Why did I become like this!" aska shouted in frustration, fortunately in the teacher's room there was no one.
The day was getting late and Aska had been waiting to go home from work with a 4-stroke duck motorcycle that had been a few years accompany Aska back and forth down the streets of the capital since mid-college until now.
As a result, although often routine maintenance in the workshop, the name of the machine that has been in use for a long time yaaa often ngadat and colds. But today the black nickname Honda Supra Fit belongs to Aska ngak fussy and smoothly drove the coachman up to his boarding.
After Aska parked his motorbike on the front porch of the boarding house he entered the building of his modeled boarding stick straight in, and then went straight in, there are 10 boarding rooms that although narrow the bathroom is already in the room. As usual that afternoon a lot of leaks sitting at the front desk to play games, they hitchhiked WiFi boarding to save quota.
Aska who had entered the room, took off her bag and put it on the corner table near the table she kept her equipment making coffee. He opened his shirt and showed a chest of his field that was quite stocky despite rarely exercising. Because it feels quite hot today and tiring Aska decided to immediately take a shower.
Bathing, for a lover of cleanliness like Aska it is very important, in the bathroom he rubs soap into his perfect body. Somehow the shadow of Utari's touch on him seemed imprinted in his memory, Aska could not forget it.
At the time of the bath he had to sigh upset because the memory appeared again, Aska tried to eliminate the memory by wandering his head with cold water from the sower long enough. Aska had to expel the perverted images of Utari that had been piled up in his head.
After bathing Aska wearing a casual dress to prepare to perform the pending Ashar prayer service, Aska hopes that after the prayer her mind becomes clear again. Aska's efforts to produce results are not wrong he set forth to pursue worship and explore the Quran lately, because this is very effective to clear his mind and also his heart.
After an increasingly afternoon Aska again uniqueness of magrib prayer service and also isya in masjit, as usual Aska will meet Pak Husein Ratih's father and also Ratih who always diligently worship in this masjit.
Ratih, Mr. Husein, Huda's mother, Hussein's wife, did not miss the perfect prospective daughter-in-law, Aska. Have been sitting in the living room filled with Islamic views of all the parabotans there.
"Son Aska, the other day I explained the law of courtship to Nak Aska. Now how about we talk about your relationship with my daughter Ratih!"
jeng jeng jeng
Aska had actually guessed, this theme talks that will be triggered by his future father-in-law.
"Sorry sir, if you're talking about marriage, I don't think I'm ready!" I don't know where the courage from and the idea of who Aska could say those words in front of the serious and cruel face of his prospective in-laws.