CRUSHES
Chapter 4's

Mas handsome two days took to the streets follow the demo in Senayan, because I was worried that I would finally follow and bring the ammunition that I had accommodated in Reebok Noir backpack hitem color, hari, don't forget to bring the alma mater and powerbank, I'm leaving.

Alone, day-after gojek ride, willing to overheat from end to end for the sake of nyusulin mamas who again struggle to convey his aspirations, huhu, emang cool he tuh. I deserve to love.

"Thank you, yes, sir." Arriving at the scene, I hand over the helmet and fare, while thinking about where I am going first.

"Be careful, yes, Neng. Mr. Doain wish the demo a success, student life!" Gojek's pens before leaving.

I'm sure, even though in my heart ngik, yes, my mission here is not 100% for a demo, yes, but support and accompany the struggle of beloved Mas Kian with mekap anti-storm and my complete beauty.

"Where is this going?" I had difficulty detecting the location of Kian's existence at that time. Crazy among the sea of students so many, how I screamed.

But calm, calm. Kiran is not his name if you do not find a practical and fast way. First, I live in a crowd wearing my university alma mater. Second, Satya's the most chatty if my balesin chat.  No need to ngarep Mas Ganteng, until now doi is still a hobby of ignoring my message, sebel.

"Sat, I've been in the deck of statues, where are you, anyway?" I turned to the right and to the left, trying to find a person I know. Severe, I have to walk far from the point down Gojek was up here, walk anyway.

Vows were crowded, the streets were filled with student action, some were decorated, some were waving a number of flags, carrying banners of rejection and banners that read expressions of disappointment to the government.

Once, met several campus meetings, just greeting them I bales with a wave of hands, busy busy nyariin the stupendous crocodile Satya.

"Kira!" I look back and smile with relief, it's Satya gangs.

Not only Satya, anyway, because Kian also followed behind him. Duh, bother my nyamperin, so ena.

"Ngerepotin!" Satya dateng - Dateng jitak nutmeg I. "Why not join your own faculty, anyway?"

"Males ah," My man here his intention is not only demo, but also pick up a mate.

"Not wrong with following? Are you a member of the House of Representatives?" Satya all nyindir.

Well that, actually I've been wanderlust bokap-nyokap can not follow. If it is discovered that the punishment may be, I will be studied abroad. But I don't care, do you know what they are about my conscience? I'm willing to take to the streets and join this massive demonstration because I know my country is in a state of emergency.

Especially if you read the results of their bill gajetot, my magic. Yes, the pantes aja demoed by thousands of students who act as a connector of the voice of the people.

The ages of most caves are the same plate whose name is a political affair, but today the soul of the 'student' cave is called. Moreover, Mas Ganteng is also here, twilight can equate the perception of one heart and one dream, asique.

"Who's here?" The more so.

"alone."

"Bring the car?"

"No, gojek up, you'll come home with you." I am full of preparation.

"I'm here tonight, or I'm not even home."

"It's okay for me to wait." I cuek, while rummaging through my sticky bags to grab a tumblr and a bunch of tissue. "Drink first, baby."

"Dog, I'm screwed. Yeah, I'll go back first." Since Satya became the coordinator of the action, so he could not leave his post for long, let alone Massa began to move towards the House of Representatives (DPR) RI building.

Mas handsome is also an important frontman actually, but instead of re-joining his other colleagues, he instead stay here for me.

As long as Kian nenggak water from the bottle, I elapin dryetnya use tissue, can not stand squirming doi wet get dried it. "Uh kasian very, tired ya daritadi standing teyus."

"Em." Mas Ganteng has finished drinking, and now again I bribe bread that I brought from home, it's really he laper. "I ate it myself."

"No, I'm just." I have another jebelin in my mouth. "I like to see you like gini, itung-itung exercise be your wife."

Kian muter eye. Hihi, shame on him, tuh.

"Too cape rest first ya kayang, my dear....excited!" I told you that.

"Road, yuk, hot in here." I push forward to the front row. Wow the opportunity to be taken, here.

But Kian did not want because of our position in the middle of the mass demonstration, so I was only allowed to hold his arm, quite rather than lumanyun.

During being in the middle of the action, I swiped until I could not move, fortunately I kept megangin I keep not separated.

"Oh."

"Why?"

"It's okay." I grimaced. Can't be weak, Ki. Lo himself who mutusin come here, the new time so far doang already keok.

Hold, Ki, hold.

But it's hot, tight and stuffy, I think I can last even longer. Where my head is already kliyengan, like anemia I relapse, deh. Originally I can not if it involves physical affairs like this, my body is not designed militant because, duh how if I know I collapsed here.

I'm kayaking a kitten with Kian's arm as a pedestal. My head is alone on his shoulder, bodo is very seen by people.

"With mulu, what demo intentions are dating?" Candra said we, damn it, Mas handsome had been affected by his talk, almost his hand was removed, but I moved faster.

"No, I'll tell you what?" I whine, anyway I do not want to move even a little from his side, justin aja aja puyeng overheating is important I can squirm the jaw of Mas Ganteng who moves firmly when decorating loudly.

"Mas can back off a little? The handsome, the tuh, the delay." I whisper slowly and can only be heard with him, eh Kian to cough a little, salting his face when glancing at me.

"Less-less ngedumolid, sir! Let's not be stupid2 really be a person!" Jodi screamed very fast near my ears, dog, my dizziness so go, dah.

"DPR PEKOK, UTEKE NING RAZOR." Bayu jamet follow again.

"I think I saw the face of the DPR son of a bitch. Be careful until our demands are not taken away. I swear you hole lo rapet ass, you can't boker don't make me wrong!!" I don't want to lose either. But embarrassed, Mas Kian sawin me with deep eyebrow wrinkles, hihi maap, Mas, I am emotional.

"Enough siskaeee that deprived us of our freedom!" Anjer, Satya's got bokep brains.

"Yes, Sir. Enough I've been stripped Mas girlfriend, law we don't!" I am nyamber all of you.

I was surprised for a second after hearing my ngocol oration. I keep flinching flirtatiously. "My boyfriend's mom is you, baby. Don't be jealous, dong?"

Mas handsome gedeg-gedeg while covering his face with one hand, surely again imagine me naked really, tuh.

But free we scream but not digubris. Let alone be heard, express aspirations are still not understood, actually there is a problem in the life of this representative of our people? Come on, sir, listen to our demands, so I can go home and go on a date with Mas Ganteng.

We also want to be alone, sir. Mojok, cake, dark in the cinema, or, the essays in kosan, uh hanged not even clear with you guys. I'm tired of it, if the Mas's spirit is burning for a better future of Indonesia.

Btw, the veins of shame of the fathers who served as representatives of this people were accompanied, he said. Demoed by thousands of people are still a henchman, still a smile if I see on television shows. Yes, I don't know how they behave outside the DPR building. Fyi, I'm one of them, so I'm the least boyable.

"Gemes pisan gusti gemes." I'm gregetan, the more I follow the anger action the more severe. Where the heavy head is like a tronton crucifixion, bacot me daritadi also can not be diem, nyukahin it's the people who do the honorable council let cepet mampus.

"Pucet kok?" The look on my face is more careful.

Aw, if you look at it this way, right, I'm getting ambyar. "You're sweet, anyway, Mas."

Kian clucked, know his hand held my forehead. Gusti, not strong servant. "illness?"

"No, it's." I lied because I didn't want to block his movement. My dear again his enthusiasm menggedemo, when I failed, no, lah, do not.

But the handsome man could not believe it. After a forehead, he rubs my cheeks and neck, why-why my mastiin? Honestly, yes. I've been fine since I've been in my life, Mom.

Ih, I'm happy because Kian attention is very much the same me, duhai, Mas Kian, your charm really diverts my world, shakes my life, and lulls my feelings.

"Rest first, yuk." This time, I did not hesitate to hold my hand. He invited me to cover up to the ice cendol.

I'm being held by gaes, being held together. Yes, how my heart does not jump koprol.

"Your face is pale." It's getting really good, I took a chair and mesenin me sweet tea.

After ngaso and drink a few sips of sweet water, I feel much better, romance my face back to color and beaming, let alone fromadi Mas handsome here continue to nemenin me.

"Where are the demands?" We chatted about a hot topic today, and tumben, Mas Ganteng responded at length.

Pinter again if clear, organized and discussed points per point. I'm handsome, pinter again, this heart really melumer.

The point is that he is very disappointed with the government, especially the DPR, similarly, I am also disappointed in this. Uh, how are we the same, anyway? Don't you really be a soul mate?

Because I cada-rada carried away, while horrifying doi story, I acted dizzy again so I could boboan the arm. My bottom line, really look for a gap of opportunity in narrowness.

"What's that?"

Mas handsome again ngadep his phone, it looks like he just got the latest info. He said there again riot, in addition to worrying about the safety of his friends and do not want me to also be affected. "Go home, aja. I'm going to gojek now."

"You're not coming home?" I'm melow, dong. It was like releasing my husband into battle.

"Go home, but later, wait for the other kids." The more solidarity is high, leaving together to go home must also be together.

"I'm waiting for you." Actually I've told him to go back to his post again without me, just like he can't bear me alone here.

"Son, you're home now." That is, it cannot be disputed. Sometimes it can be as firm as that, especially if the condition is not possible for me to continue to stay here.

"Yes already." I had to obey, fearing the quality of disputing the candidate of the priest.

"Yuk," Kian stood up while carrying my bag.

"Attent." Hurry up grab a mini P3K box and I put it in Kian's alma mater bag. "There is an odor, just in case you get a tear gas throw."

"Thanks." -." A small smile that makes his good looks increase many times.

"Promise, yes, you can't do anything." You see, my feeling is not good, afraid of peaceful action today ends up rioting.

"Yes." Yeah."

"The spirit, my handsome man, your tiredness will be of benefit to this nation. Students need to be heard, do not want to be intimidated when there is a counter, this is a democratic country." My pesen who answered the same nod Kian.

"When you get home, you'll hear." Denger Kian said that, my heart immediately cihui-cihui.

"Ogah ah, at most you will read doang." I just that, sebel right chat I diacangin mulu.

"If I could bales."

"Yes already. But I'm back in this cosan. You go home to my place, Mom. I'm going to get a massage later." Speaking of gini, I rub his hair a little messy.

"Let's see later." Kian said that before I released my piggyback on Mr. Gojek, it's sad, it doesn't feel like separating.

"Mas, I'm proud to come along, you." I still hold her hand. "Don't be provoked by emotions, remember that I'm waiting for you to come home."

"Wish everything will be ok. You're careful too." He took off his hand and rattled my bangs.

"Well Mamas, good luck, yeah!" I waved my hand over the motor that drove leaving Kian behind.

I had time to squirm he replied to my wave, after a bit far and his figure disappeared, I closed my eyes while praying. "Oh my God, please protect my future husband."

"Aamiin's." Mr. Gojek prayed.

"Hehe thank you, sir."

"I shuddered at the students who had taken to the street. Salute your struggle." He continued in the middle of the traffic jam.

"Yes, sir, I'm also proud to be joining them." I did not feel comfortable coming here, well, although I did not play a role much but at least I can watch with my eyes directly the struggle of students and become part of the history of the movement of the nation.

Extremely proud all of you guys, Indonesian college students who had protesting today thanks for gotta be willing to take risk it all, Indonesian peoples would so proud of you. So does your parents. May we always be given health, yes!

"Hopefully his girlfriend can't be okay, can return home safely." Mr. Gojek said that, the more worried I am. "Mending tell me to go home, Ma'am, because I heard in Palmerah again ruffled..."

"Udah, sir, already. Don't be kicked later I cry really, huhu already this cry, sir." Along the way I want, especially if the inget Kian who somehow is now.

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The situation was gripping when the students who dampened the action and mobilization returned home, suddenly disbanded by being fired on by tear gas and pushed by the apparatus.

No brains, the students came peacefully repaid with tear gas, where it expired again. Tai.

New students, not yet workers, not to mention Ormas, children STM, biker gangs, slankers, OI, football supporters, vianisti, nella lovers, kpopers, kpopers, fans Atta hallintar if united demo in front of the DPR building, is not nyahok tuh, guaranteed apparatus that guard auto resign all.

His apparatus is very bege. The area of the mosque was tweeping, the station was filled with tear gas. Students ngaso, diem, eat, chat, even invented. Where are many students again. Moreover, many residents who live around there, passengers who just returned from work, and street vendors are not wrong.

Fortunately, the citizens who sympathized with the students who ran away kocar-kocir. Some love water, some love odol, some open their homes for temporary evacuation. Thank you very much to the people around. Also for those who are willing to pull orders even though the streets are jammed and the situation is not safe anymore. Do not forget we pray, may he-he who is honorable and again a deep booby soon get karma and a painful punishment.

But I'm worried that there's no news until now, until midnight I search through his friends but they also don't know where he is. Hp was not active, it was active but my phone was not picked up, continued shortly then again difficult to contact. Oh, my God, where are you going?

"We were split in two, partly on Semanggi street and partly behind the DPR building, I separated from Kian." Said Satya from across the line.

The news from Satya and the news of the riots circulating in the sosmed made me more afraid, not to be a victim, not to be...

Just be careful if they dare to touch my man, want him bruised a little I must be looking for you to the corners of the earth. If Kian is hurt, surely I also follow the pain, forget yes if the prayer of the person who was hurt was more quickly diijabah? Faster to the seventh heaven? FOLLOW ME YES, I DOAIN GOT SANTET GROWING SHITAKE MUSHROOMS.

I swear, I can't sleep, although sleepy but my eyes remain open and hands are not separated from the phone. Hope Kian immediately ngabarin I'm in a condition not lacking anything.

My prayer was answered half an hour later, when there was a chat notification coming in from Mas Ganteng who told me that he was already ahead. Huh, in front of where? My front boarding? Oh eem jie's.

It's really him, gaes. I immediately screamed to see the appearance of his figure behind the fence. Still wearing a helmet, alma mater that is rolled up to the elbow and face full of scorn.

"You're okay, right?" I immediately hurt him, so grateful to have come back to me again.

"No."

"Is there a wound?" I checked his face and hands, and was relieved that there were no cuts, abrasions, or club marks on his body.

I watched her closely, to make sure she was really okay. Yes, he's fine, he's just tired, uh airing.

"It's tired, huh?"

"Little." Well, Mas, please yes it is, the aura is conditioned, I am not this nail.

But I was really cool, so nyampe he immediately nyariin I first instead of directly back to the cost.

"Udah, yes. I'll go back first." It's already saying goodbye. So the intention here just want a face deposit so I don't worry, want ge er can not, siy?

"So, dong, I'm still missing." I hugged him again. "I'm afraid you've been around, so I can't sleep waiting for news from you. Tomorrow

tomorrow do not gini again, yes, if you get me why later what?"

"Bawels."

I'm pouting. "Bawel gini is for you too."

Cup.

Don't know I'm confused myself, but Kian knows how to kiss my forehead. "Udah, sleep there, go to college tomorrow."

I was whiny, kissed in the doang but the effect was all over the body.

"Where kiss is this?" I pointed at his lips.

Kian observed me for a while, until then he moved his lips to greet my lips at a glance.

"Not a little?" I whine spoiled. "You're a lot, dong. Let me poke a good night."

Mas handsome just raise eyebrows hear my protest, dih. "Fear of khilaf, huh?" Guess I know.

"Fear of humping." The more his motorbike, before I could hold it, he had already slid away from me.

Well, yeah, just asked for a kiss hasn't asked for responsibility, have played hazy. Means my struggle is still long, it's okay, if the word coupon rub ale-ale, please try again, spirit!

Spirit also for my country, hopefully quickly improve, yes. Immediately free from political germs that justify all means for personal gain.

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Micca 🐾