WHY LOVE
Kasmaran

"Well, it looks like I'm getting married, choking so,-" Nico has a new toy to play with. Usually, he likes to tease his niece Naura who is in Bali to tears, the difference if this one blushes.

Uhuk uhuk

Initially choking, it turns into coughing. The water that will be swallowed will go into the nasal cavity. Nico spontaneously approached, standing behind the Holy chair, rubbing the upper back of the girl.

"It's Mas Nico, I'm fine-" Saints slightly shifted his body, dodging. The touch of Nico's hand made his chest rustle.

"Eh, sorry-sorry, I just want to help you worry-why,-" Nico feels bad for herself, what spontaneity does. Do not let Suci think that he is a brash man.

"Yes, I know. Mas Nico actually played shootout just marriage, it would be shocked." Sacred pursed his lips. Pretend crabby.

"He he, can you date without fear of sin. He said, dating after marriage is reassuring. Umi has given her blessing, your brother seems to also give the green light. Hm, just wait for the answer." With ease Nico spoke, and without getting bored continue to look softly at the beautiful face that has opened his heart to him.

The saint only smiled faintly. "Yes, Nico's speech is all right. But no hurry too times. I don't know the whole Mas Nico yet, nor do I know the Mas Nico family. What if they disagree?"

"You don't want to play in my house now? I'll prove that Daddy and Mommy would be happy. Even Mother often nanyain you know." Nico fixed his sitting position, his back was made upright.

"Well about me, what do you want to know hm? L shirt size, no 30 pants, panties--"

"Stop-stop! Ish that's not what I want to know--" Saints closed his blushing face, he was too embarrassed to hear Nico's description. Really not expect, the boss in this office, can also talk idly.

Nico chuckled, delighted that he could tease Saints back. "Yes, tell me dong, what do you want to know about me" Nico said with a laugh.

The saint shook his shoulders. "We just go ahead yeah-"

Two people, do not feel spent time chatting casually, joking ria. Happy the two are just beginning, their hearts are equally expanding, broad as if a garden with fragrant fragrant flowers with beautiful butterflies flying around it.

Falling in love with you is so sweet, you are like the night sky, because every look on your face makes me calm and comfortable.

With a light heart, Nico left the Holy Residence that had just officially become her lover a few hours ago.

Nico turned his car into a mosque when he heard the Adhan Duhur roar. All this time, not his ears did not hear the call of prayer, only his heart was dark. Until the light comes through the charm of a beautiful girl. Sucita.

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Days have changed, a month has been a loving relationship. Work routines and togetherness during the office make the hearts of both closer.

Weekends don't make Nico miss. Last Friday afternoon after work, Nico drove Suci and Candra to the airport. They will see their beloved mother in Aceh.

"When do you want to take the Saints home?"

Mother sat down next to Nico who was sunbathing in the pool chair, bare-chested. He just finished swimming, sunny Saturday morning and warm because the sunlight makes him excited to swim.

"It was going to be today, but Suci went home first, kangen with his mother." said Nico.

"If it is steady, Mother wants you to immediately propose to her, or immediately invite marriage to be afraid of being stabbed by other men -" Mother apparently there is a concern. Suci has stolen his attention and has certainly stolen his son's heart. According to him, she is a good girl pekertinya plus beautiful.

Nico chuckled when he heard the enthusiastic Mother. "Wah be the Mother who ngebet nih, but I more ngebet-"

Nico's answer made Mommy snap her head, anxious. The youngest child who had lived in the land of the three knows his length, now changed always close to him like Nico's childhood. There is nothing more happy and soothing for Mother as a mother, when she saw her son go to the mosque in a hurry when he heard the sound of the Adhan. As he saw at dawn.

In the room, I opened the cell phone gallery. Looking at the Sacred photo I took secretly a few months ago during therapy. Various natural foses with a small smile, a big smile, also a face that is radiant and blushing because it was the last therapy, signifying happiness.

I looked at a beautiful face that I could only touch on the screen. Although he interacts every day, he is untouchable. He never made gestures to tease me or allowed his hands to touch. No. gabe. He's been so respectful of himself, and it makes me even more crazy about him.

I miss you, Saints.

Only this day did not see it, but the burden of longing began to feel heavy. Huft.

My intention to immediately justify Saints is getting stronger. But there's one honesty I have to open up, it's just that I have to find the right time to say it.

"Asalamualaikum, Mas-"

Ah, just hearing her voice just made my chest nyes. Chilly.

"Vaalaikumsalam. What else is my candidate for bidadar?"

I can imagine the face over there, it must be white face flushed like a tomato.

"I'm back home, Mom. Staring at the vast expanse of rice and green forest trees. The sky is blue, with white clouds. Wish that cloud could paint your face---"

Really, for a moment I was speechless. The words are like poetry, beautiful, making my body feel like flying.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be good at singing. So want to fly there and take you to KUA. Want huh?"

This isn't a prank. I couldn't bear to hug her, kiss her all over her face. He buried his beautiful face in his chest. I want to make him mine.

"I'm not poetry, Mom. Right now I miss you. I dare to express my feelings for being away from you. If it's near where brave, afraid Mas Nico lost control."

Over there, Saints said it ended with a small laugh. Ah, it really makes me anxious.

"I guess I'm the only one who misses. Then the level has gone up, not only like, but already love me right?"

Silence, silence. I didn't hear his voice, I don't know what he was thinking.

"Sophy?" call me again.

"Mas Nico, when I'm so far away, I know how this heart is. In my imagination, this blue sky before me has been able to clearly paint the face of a handsome man with brown eyes. I turned out to love him. The man, Nico Malviano--"

This time I was silent and I could not say. Crazy, this is crazy. I want to scream so loud that everyone knows I'm very, very happy. Is there any more depiction to depict this bloated taste in the chest. Oh God!

"Mas, are you okay?"

The melodious voice over there made me realize to be back on earth.

"Sucita, thank you. My love you reply. I love you so much."

Let the silence return. Both are feeling the ripples of longing and love created and felt when the distance separates.

It is only in longing, in wishing love, that I and you may soon become one.