Young Miss Assistant
Grilled Corn

The middle-aged man exhaled a rough breath, staring at the car that had sped away from his house. Slowly, he walked back into the house staring at his wife and son.

"Kanaya.." he said.

The girl bowed, clenched her hands, her eyes closed for a moment knowing her father's rage."I'm sorry, I went to see him, I.." his words were cut.

"Where's your clothes?" Candra pinched her own temple, observing her daughter's clothes. The minidrees? Although closed, Kananya rarely use or have it.

"It was raining, my clothes were wet so.." his words were cut back.

"So, she took you to her place of stay, with the lure of new clothes?" the father, who was protective of his daughter, sighed again, trying to be patient.

"Sir Daniel was a good man, we didn't do anything. I'm really taking care of myself" he replied, suspiciously staring at the father observing his appearance.

"Who knows the cassava boy, I mean the boy's father forced you to lie," Candra's eyes looked more and more, observing her daughter's white neck smooth without a stain, "It seems that nothing happened, indeed" he continued.

"There's nothing going on...!!" kanaya was upset.

I am glad nothing happened. At once disappointed, wanted to continue the kiss earlier, then hugged by him. Dropped on the bed, then. the slightly innocent face of the virgin girl, flushed wanting to continue her kiss, to the next stage.

Bawdy? Why can his innocent mind be that hot? Don't know why? Perhaps the influence of an experienced widower who did not tease him at all. I don't know, which must be his imagination is too wild at the moment.

"What do you think!?" Candra, pinching her daughter's forehead, was smiling herself with a reddened face.

"Think nothing!!," the lie, with a beautiful daydream just froze.

Candra starts to look down, aligning her body with her sitting daughter, holding onto the shoulder of the girl she grew up with. "Kanaya, listen to me. That city guy isn't serious about you, if he's serious he'll agree, when dad asks him to marry you..."

Shutup? Canaya cannot answer him, Daniel too often gives false hope to him. And now not willing to propose for no reason, but declare love? He could not understand the figure of the man he loved.

"Hud, Kanaya's way in...!!" continued Candra.

Kanaya can only be silent, doubtful at Daniel's feelings for her. However, his feelings were real, his heart pounding as he looked at that handsome face staring intently at him. Am I going to have the fate of Kinara, being dumped after being worn? A relationship without a clear status...

***

Tok.tok...

There was a knock from the fence, with Candra forced to open it this time.

"Uncle, aunt, I brought cassava.." he said carrying a bundle of cassava he bought somewhere.

"Go!!" Candra knitted her forehead trying to be patient, considering she had to go around distributing various kinds of cassava preparations before.

"But, I want to meet Kanaya for a minute, is it okay?" daniel did not give up.

"Go away, or I scream my mouth," he threatened.

"No, I'll stay" Daniel said firmly

"Well, just wait in front of the house!!" snapped Candra, closing the gate of her house.

Daniel just smiled, exhaling a rough breath, glancing towards the house with the lights on.

Tak...

The sound of a light switch rang out, the house looked dark. Stay waiting? Daniel remained silent there, swiping his hand withstanding the piercing cold.

His lips were white, his face was pale, waiting for the girl he had missed out of the house. No power to back off, wanting to look at that face, for some reason.

Of love? Doesn't it sound pure to a married man who even betrayed his ex-wife? But, his strange feeling felt even more than that. After others believed it or not, all he needed was a confession from the girl who had healed his heart wound.

"Uncle, aunty.." called her softly, in a small voice, after waiting for about four and a half hours. The current time, it has been shown at 00:30 at the moment.

No one came out of the house, Daniel was still silent. Deciding to get into his car, sitting there holding the heat on his body. His back is in the driver's seat. His eyes closed, holding back his weakness.

Griets...

The sound of the gate opening sounded. Kemal? Right, the young man went into the house again, as if the neighbor's house were his.

Daniel was just speechless, glancing a little without wanting to prevent, hoping that the girl he was waiting for would not come out of the gate of the house.

However, maybe love is just his imagination, the girl comes out, her body still wrapped in piayama. Walking slowly, his fingers were pulled by the young man. Riding the motorbike in the cold night air, as if he did not care about the whereabouts of his car.

His face grew pale, smiling at the reflection of Kanaya's shadow, leaving her with another man.

"Am I now so low in your eyes?" he asked at the reflection of the shadow that had sped away from him. A drop of her tears flowed, soaking her cheeks. Choked? That was his current feeling, for the second time looking at the girl he loved leaving with another man midnight.

His body felt increasingly hot, still silent without any intention of leaving the place.

Some say falling in love is a happy thing. For me no, love is fun and feels warm. If, he can hold my fingers that miss him, but now he is gone, perhaps pursuing his own happiness with a smile, slowly touching the rearview mirror of the car, hoping that the shadow can return.

His eyes began to shut, unable to withstand his body temperature anymore.

***

The girl had not fallen asleep, her heart agitatedly staring at the car from the window of her living room which was still parked in front of the house. Until the sound of the gate opened. Daniel's? He wished that man had come in? But no, it was the young man of mixed middle eastern blood who entered the courtyard of the house.

"Kanaya.." call him.

"Want to eat grilled corn?" tanya Kemal brought a bag of corn.

"Eating corn is more fun than cassava!!" he snapped loudly, hoping that Daniel would hear it.

Want to feel sulky, enjoy the day tampa think of a boss that he considered not really.

Pretending not to see Daniel's car, he slowly starts riding on his little best friend's motorcycle. I wish Daniel would get out of the car and stop him. However, the motor has been far away, no one came out, until the car was not seen again.

Did you really not mean it? Do you just want to make me a toy? Loving you, why does it feel this sick....

His hands were tightly hugging Kemal's waist. A soft sigh was heard from the back of the young man who was controlling the speed of his motorbike.

The young man's hand held the handlebar of his motor. I couldn't listen to a girl crying on her back.

"Kanaya.." he said hesitantly.

Inaudible, the girl was still trying to neutralize her tone.

"Do you like it?" he asked, the real answer was already known to the young man.

Kanaya was still silent, shedding her tears. Kemal sorry.

The wind hit the young man's face, holding back his tears. "It hurts to argue with your own feelings. When he forgets you, it'll be a thousand times more painful..."

Maybe that's how Kemal feels now, he used to deny his feelings. Daniel was able to be present among them. His motor speed suddenly stopped."Come down." he said to Kanaya.

The girl came down slowly, I don't know how many tears she had shed along the way. Kemal bent down, wiped away the girl's tears, cold fingers, fixed her eyes on him."Don't cry, or feel tired of me, think of me as your brother." she said.

Love is too late, right? But that was the real feeling in his heart.

Kanaya's helmet was released, kissed the girl's forehead, prepared to accept the reality, "I'll try to think of you as my sister,"

"Kemal, we.." Kanaya's words interrupted.

"Go away, if you hurt him many times he will give up." he said, wiping his tears, trying to smile.

Kananya nodded, walking away from Kemal, occasionally looking back. The girl disappeared into the darkness, tracing her way back to her home.

The man's cries began to sound, "Damn it!!" he said, slamming the helmet in his hand. Sitting limp on a deserted, damaged asphalt road.

Weak one? That was how he was at the moment, helplessly holding him back. Can stop it, but it would be more painful to have a body without a heart, right?

***

The fire licked a pile of wooden twigs in the empty, freshly harvested land. The young man's eyes were blank, staring at the corn he had burned all by himself. A beautiful little campfire. If only he had realized his feelings sooner. Kissing Kinara in front of Kanaya? That he once did, this might not be worth the pain of the girl he loved.

Kemal loosened his head, staring at the millions of stars up there. Her tears flowed back to her staring at the shooting stars that flashed above her.

The shadow of the girl leaning on her shoulder was still felt to this day...

...I love him, now I can feel what he felt first, when he was the only one who loved me....

...That's why I let go, not wanting to hold the hand of a doll whose heart is not here......

Kemalist....

***

Small fingers, felt touching his shirt, open the collar of his upper clothes. The little hand touched his forehead,"Heat.." There was a warm voice.

Trying to open his eyes, that's what he did. The shadow of the girl was visible, the girl that made him wait was like a fool.

I don't want you to go see him. Consider me selfish, but I don't want him to have you any deeper than I have you...

With all his might pulled the girl in his lap. The car door was closed rough.

"Sir Daniel.." The girl did not understand.

"Ugghhh.." there was a sound on the lips that interlocked in a narrow room. His hand, peeling, entered the girl's t-shirt in his lap, playing slowly the thing he met.

Why is it like this? Do I have to give up everything to her? I can't, she doesn't mean it. Kanaya murmured in her heart indecisive, her fingers trying to stop Daniel's hand.

But his power seemed to disappear, when the lips and hands were hot, controlling his body with a slow motion cradling him to enjoy everything.

"Daniel.." ragged Kanaya, feeling a strange sensation, gently grabbed the hair of the young man who began to trace his neck.

"I'll give you anything, don't leave me." he said breathlessly with a hot breath, approaching the girl's ear in his lap, giving a more sensual feel. Until finally....

Tin.....

A loud horn sound rang out, the body was unconscious. His forehead fell right in the middle of the steering wheel, triggering the horn button to sound.

"Jeez, why don't you continue ...!!" strange words came out from the mouth of the half-plain virgin girl. Still want to feel more intense stimulation.

Seriate