You Are My Sunshine
The Part 250
While elsewhere, Fatih was busy tidying up his rented house. Arrange the items as neat as possible also spray the room fragrance almost spend one bottle a lot. Fatih continued to sneeze plus now his head feels dizzy itself due to the resulting aroma is too pungent piercing the nose.
Since a while ago the prospective doctor was like a man of crime. After reading the writing posted on his cellphone that was sent Freya, he immediately cleaned himself from head to toe, also revamped his residence to welcome the idol so as not to embarrass himself. Freya sent a short message to him, saying he would come to his residence to return the jacket Fatih wore while helping him out the other day.
Fatih glanced at the circular watch on her wrist, the clockwork showing the figure at seven p.m. While waiting for him to go back and forth in the house, to and fro like an iron while occasionally bending his head towards the door with a look of anxious hope, his heart was timid, irregular, even his palms felt ice-cold restraining his nervousness. His girlfriend will come to visit his residence making Fatih very happy.
What awaits the end comes. Freya looks ushered in an online motorcycle taxi, wearing a green helmet with a white logo on the back. Fatih immediately came out to greet the tomboy who looked different today, wheezing a few times and trying to show the face as normal as possible while something in his chest cavity beat faster when his ribs were visibly drowned in his irises.
Freya's shoulder-length hair was left untouched, no torn denim pants or loose t-shirt she wore, this time she wore skinny jeans with a slightly tight white t-shirt. Fatih is increasingly adoring, the silhouette of Freya's body looks prominent despite being wrapped in a sports jacket whose zipper is left open.
“Duh, really sorry it has made you wait a long time, it was ojolnya late coming,” said Freya as she stepped over to Fatih who greeted her at the doorstep.
“Ehm. Come on in," Fatih.
Undoubtedly Freya went inside and landed her butt on the sofa. He opened his backpack, took out a clean and neat Fatih jacket and thrust it to the prospective doctor sitting next to him. “Sorry, I returned late.”
“Just relax, but not behind is also okay,” said Fatih.
“Dih, if you know not to be reversed I will not bother coming here,” decak Freya with pursed lips.
“Not so I mean. If this jacket is with you, I hope you will remember me.” His words slid forth straightforwardly, but a moment later he smothered his own mouth as he subconsciously uttered the contents of his pent-up heart.
“Means?” The super cute girl squinted her eyes not understanding.
“Tea sweet warm aja,” the door.
“Oke, wait a minute.”
Fatih rushed to make tea, while Freya had frowned since then when a pungent aroma stopped by her nose. Freya was busy sharpening her sense of smell while circulating her gaze, even sniffing the end of her own body for fear that the strange scent was coming from her. Apparently, the strong smell of disinfectants and also the fragrance of the room mixed together produces an unusual aroma wafted in the air.
It didn't take long for Fatih to return with two cups of tea in her hands, put them on the front desk of the sofa and sit next to Freya again. “Diminum the tea first,” says Fatih.
“Hey...” Freya gently patted Fatih's arm making the young man rustle.
“I-iya what is it?” Fatih gulped her hard-earned saliva, let alone Freya's locked gaze making her nervous half to death being stared intensely by the girl she liked.
“You are fogging yes?” chirped Freya with a curious look while Fatih was gawking not understanding what the tomboy said.
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