Yiana: And Notes About Your Love
Episodes 4.3

Half an hour and twelve nights. Last Yiana checked, mama had slept with a blanket wrapped in her thin body. The rest of Ian and the TV that is still on are showing big screen movies from abroad. I don't know what movie it is, Yiana is lazy when there's Ian.

But Yiana wanted to call it real. If Ian controls the TV, then Yiana has the laptop! Mini projectors are ready to highlight movies from the wishlist. Don't forget the snack in his bed. Yiana often saves snacks to watch movies weekly. A coffee? Calm down, Yiana downed the black coffee before telling mama to sleep. Hopefully melek.

All the ritual ingredients are ready, now------

"You haven't slept yet?"

Yiana spontaneously turned her head, willing to lay the gaze of a sehoror kuntilanak. The skinny man stood behind the door, exposing half of his body to Yiana's room.

"Can't you bother me first?" sewot Yiana quickened her words. "Just one day."

"I just hold your mama's trust." Ian put on a sad face. Silly eyes. Lips slightly pursed, also slightly lowered.

"Well what?" Yiana's tone was still the same: her height and speed were on par with that of a street rapper.

"Me ... watch you?" And Iian's glare showed the raging lion. Do we often see this scene in movies? That said, the gaze of a male seoang sayu can melt a raging lion fashion woman So Ian thought the scene proved to be fact. Yiana with those bulging eyes began to turn away, weakening all the hard veils on her face. Even a red tinge covers it up to the earlobe.

"I just ... follow the will of my mother," he continued frowning. "Cock your face that red?"

"What?" As fast as the shooting star Yiana turned her head with round eyes. This time, fine smoke came out from his flushed skin.

"I'm okay!" yiana's cry almost lost the voice. "I'm okay, Ian."

"But from this afternoon, you've kept loh." Ian's eyes are getting haggard. It completely weakened Yiana's stance as a strong woman. "You better sleep, than really sick---"

"I'm staying up!" cut him screaming in front of Ian's face. "Point! No coma!"

For a moment Ian blinked innocently, still shocked to be pierced by Yiana with a red tinge on his face. Was that the peak of Yiana's emotions when sick? Namn, Yiana said it wasn't sick.

"okay." That's all Ian could say, right with the film on the white wall through a mini projector. Ah, there's Ian's shadow there. A sweet smile rose on Ian's lips. Maybe play shadow----

"Review, don't get in the way." There is no way but to obey. The two of them sat on the floor, watching an Asian movie. Ian sat cross-legged, his mind saying: this must be a romance movie. Yiana sat hugging her legs, her brain filling her eyes. Ah, the night is aesthetic.

"Do you like romance movies?" Ian secretly looked at the woman beside him. Yiana was still flinching. His round eyes do not want to blink, even though they have very pliable eyelashes.

Better not to disturb, thought Ian back to watch the video duration somehow minutes. Yiana is going on a rampage again. Ian laughs when he looks at his face. Very amusing. Her cheeks felt stye.

The movie gets more intense. Ian's pupils are expanding.

"Thank you." Yiana's soft voice creased Ian's pupils. Slowly he looked. The black-haired woman had changed position: her lower jaw was attached to her knees, but her eyes could not be seen staring at the light from the projector.