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That afternoon Yesa went home, thinking that the arka must have come home and must have been waiting for her. But it turns out the assumption was wrong. The house was deserted with no occupants and the food he had cooked this morning was still untouched.

Yesa sat at the dining table by herself staring at the cold food, and it might have been sour.

"where did arka go ?"

Yesa muttered to himself and then stepped into the bathroom.

Yesa turned to the dry clothes, and the clouds were a little dark, as if they were about to rain.

Yesa again fell silent considering the events of the past while she was at her mother's house, the rain fell just like that and Arka let her clothesline wetness because she was busy with her game.

When Yesa was angry he turned back to blame her, the man was already used to it. reluctant in the comments what else was wrong right.

Yesa let out a long sigh and went into the room, Is the arc still in the house of the asila ? but what's that for ?

Yesa was curious and went back out and thought to see what her husband was doing in Asila's house.

lekas Yesa drove his bike towards the house of the asila which he said was not far from the stadium.

Arka has not returned and is currently in the green field with Asila and her father.

They were busy chatting about Indonesian football that was on the rise in Asia.

"did it rain ? want to go home ?"

Ask Asila a sweet smile in front of Arka.

"It seems like it's going to rain, you go home first !"

But Asila instead ran to the field and kicked the ball.

"hem, that kid !"

said asila's father smiled at the behavior of his daughter who was so fond of football.

"Bang, let's get !"

Asila said kicking the ball towards Arka who immediately responded.

Arka chuckles a little then dribbles into the field.

Yesa looked for Asila's house and asked the people around the compound, they told Yesa and when Yesa approached her house it looked quiet, invisible arcade car parked in front of the house.

Gegas Yesa drove his bike towards the stadium. Yesa was stunned when she saw the car parked in front of her, as soon as Yesa went down and went inside.

Yesa was stunned when she saw the arc playing ball with Asila.

They look fun and compact, occasionally laughing while chasing the ball.

Yesa took a deep breath and turned her back to them.

Why is arka so engrossed with asila, while with her he is more silent and choose to play his phone.

Yesa felt her throat ache and her eyes heat up, to be honest she was jealous!

Yesa stepped down the stairs with uncertain circumstances, pain is certain.

why does Arka act like she doesn't have him ?

Arka behaves like an unmarried man, so that he can freely interact with any woman.

what is he considered ?

Duars....

Asila was aghast as lightning suddenly struck, the thump he pulled Arka's hand to take cover.

"Here you go, let's go home!"

take the father and step off the green field.

"Yes, you go home first !"

Asila nodded.

"Yes bang, later come to the house if you want to go to poor !"

pinta Asila and nod by the arka. the man then pamphit and then approached the parked car not far from the Yesa motorbike.

Arka frowned when she saw a woman who was exactly like her wife.

Gegas Arka approached out of curiosity and like her it was Yesa.

The drizzle has begun to fall, several times the lightning sounds his thunderous make a state of increasingly plagues.

"Yesa...!"

Yesa turned towards Arka who was in front of her.

"What are you doing here ?"

"it's you, but you're cool with other girls !"

Arka let out a long breath.

"what the hell is it ? I'm just playing ball with Asila ?"

Yesa was stunned with teary eyes, arka was always underestimating her feelings.

"You said just ?"

Yesa chuckled and wiped her tears.

in the middle of such a drizzle the two of them face each other with their respective egos.

"You've always thought it was normal, I'm a girl too and know that Asila likes you too !"

Arka shook her head to hear the narration of Yesa, for her it was ordinary but not for Yesa. she could not deny her feeling that she was jealous to see the proximity of the arc with the woman.

"I'm the same Asila....!"

As soon as Yesa stretched out her palms until Arka stopped talking, the rain had started to fall.

"You never thought about how I felt !"

Yesa said and then turned on the motor.

"Yesa wait.you go home with brother, deck. rain has fallen. let the motorbike drop here !"

"don't !"

Sergey Yesa, he was really caught off guard and then drove his motorbike at high speed to make a gaping arc for a moment to see the motor speeding rapidly under the rain.

Yesa is really upset because Arka always underestimates her feelings, somehow her thinking, until she considers it ordinary.

Arka tries to chase after Yesa using her car, it happens that the road is not too crowded until she can catch up with Yesa.

Arka was worried because Yesa put her bike forward quickly and several times hid the horn until other riders got out of front of her.

Arka massaged his forehead that felt dizzy. like that Yesa if already angry, he would not want to

hearing his words.

Arka's spring equaled the speed of his car with the Yesa Motorcycle, and with a single stomp right Arka directly against Yesa's motorbike.

Yesa stops her motor speed with Breath hunting, Arka descends from the car approaching her.

"quite Yesa, the danger of knowing not under such a motor ?"

Speak Arka with the index finger to the face of Yesa.

"You can hurt other people too !"

The rain has begun to subside and only drizzle down.

Arka sighed heavily looking at the wet clothes of Yesa to reveal her beautiful curves. He does not like to see the situation and is reluctant to others see it.

"Now go home, let's talk good !"

The arch speaks in a low tone.

Yesa did not answer and then returned to the motorbike leaving her own sculpting arc.

When she got home, Yesa went in and kept her wet bag at the dinner table.

when he went to the room to clean up, when his feelings were chaotic like that, Yesa preferred to avoid arguing with the arc. because he will lose and arka is always smart to twist the facts to the end of him who is always blamed ?

Yesa was disappointed with Arka's attitude, the more here she did not think about her feelings ? when should he sacrifice his feelings ?

"Yesa...?"

call the arka from the outside, but Yesa does not care and chooses to flutter her body under the shower.

Arka let out a long sigh when there was no answer from Yesa ?

he prefers to tighten the volume of water rather than hearing him call repeatedly.

Arka sat quietly watching the bathroom door, her body was a little wet from the rain.

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