Never Let Me Go's
The arrival of Jean

Taya turned her head to the side looking at Maran who had now fallen asleep.

His hand picked up a cell phone lying on top of the nightstand. A message distracts her.

[Gue is outside.]

Taya's eyes widened, the message was received around nine p.m., and it was now almost ten o'clock. Taya got off the bed, took her hairband, and tied it to the origin, running towards the outside of the house.

The door he opened was tight, his eyes saw the shadow of a man standing in front of the fence, but not alone, he saw another shadow. The shadow is like a woman.

Taya took her breath slowly. Yeah, at least Jean wasn't waiting for him bored. With a certain step, Taya approached the fence and opened the fence.

The two people in front of him turned their heads, looking at Taya sharply. Oh no, only the woman next to Jean did. With a clumsy smile, he lulled his lips, a sign that he did not like the gaze of the woman beside Jean.

But alas, Taya could not voice her dislike for the woman.

Taya exhaled slowly, and only her mouth would open, Jean already opened her voice.

"Why long?" 

Taya opened her eyes, she took her breath slowly, looking for the right word to answer Jean's question.

And seeing, the man sighed, turning to the side looking at the woman beside him.

"Thank you made me,"

Jean looked at him.

"Gue's got him, you can go home."

Taya looked up, looking at the woman in front of her with a hint of fear.

Kanila Vigorra is a classmate.

They, Jean and Kanil are arguably very close, even many say they are approaching at this time.

"Lo hasn't come home yet?" jean asked as he looked at Kanil who was still standing looking at them. 

Kanil.

"If there's anything you can call me," he said, staring at Jean, who Jean answered with a nod.

"Okay bye."

Without waiting for Kanil to enter her car, Jean drags Taya's hand first to enter the house.

"His fence?" tanya Taya spontaneously, when she saw the fence of her house was still open.

Jean turned her head without letting go of her hand at Taya, and without stopping her footsteps.

"What is the fence more important than my starving stomach?"

Taya silenced, he followed where Jean took him, without wanting to protest if his hands hurt enough.

"Make me eat!"

Taya nodded and walked into the kitchen.

"Sister ga-"

"Sister?" Taya blinked her eyes. Hah, he spoke wrongly.

"Gue's not your brother."

"You don't want to take a shower?" tanya Taya, not without reason, the smell of cigarette smoke attached to the male's body slightly disturbs his sense of smell.

Jean knitted her brows, she raised her hand to smell the smell from her own body.

Stand up and walk to the room.

"Sleeping week?"

Taya looked over and nodded.

Jean disappears from her eyes, entering the room where Maran sleeps.

"Li see, our son is very funny."

Taya fell silent then chuckled, the sentence Jean always said when meeting Maran, for what, but he was a little touched by it.

But not for long the corner of the lip came down to form a straight line.

Since Maran's presence among them Jean has become a little more human.

Taya shook her head slowly, her head lowered, and exhaled her breath a little harshly. He should not be jealous of a child. And also Maran is very deserving of that attention, Maran is still a child and certainly needs it. And Taya is grateful Jean likes Maran.

He refocused on his cooking tools. He is currently making soup.

After successfully cutting all the vegetables he needed Taya put in a pot that he had prepared earlier. Give flavor and wait for the soup to ripen.

And all Taya did was sit back, she was at a loss for what to do, so at this moment she just kept quiet while staring at the pot in front of her.

I don't know how long he was silent until the smell of soap hit his kiss. You can feel water droplets hitting his shoulders and a hand holding him from behind.

"Is it ready?"

Taya held her breath as Jean's breath felt around her neck. Gives a tingling effect on his entire body.

Taya's head lowered, staring at the hand that was holding her tightly. I want Taya to hold that hand but Jean won't like it.

Taya was only told to be quiet like a good puppy.

The love that Taya has for Jean right now, really gets her to the point of not knowing how to live life.

"In a moment," answered Taya.

"Are you wearing Maran's shampoo? Taya can smell the strawberry scent from the male body behind her.

"Yes, I love the smell."

Jean's hand hugged her tighter.

"Lo can touch it."

"Yes?"

Taya's body stiffened, she could feel Jean's thumb moving around stroking Taya's stomach which was still complete with her clothes.

"No need to dodge." Jean whispers to his ears just make his stomach churn.

Breathe out slowly. Taya grasped the hand that was in the stomach and released it. Her body turned to look at Jean who was only wearing a towel to cover her privacy area.

"The weather is very bad right now, immediately dress warmly, or later you will get sick," said Taya softly. The hand that was holding Jean's hand he let go, his foot backward until now he was leaning.

He could see a small smile on the pink lips of the man in front of him. Nodding slowly and then stepping away from Taya. And it looks like Jean is in a pretty good mood right now.

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"Look at your writing."

They are now at the dining table. Eating the food Taya made earlier.

Taya tightened her grip on the spoon.

His eyes glanced, looking at Jean who seemed focused on the food and the mobile phone he was in his grasp.

"Do you have a blog, or something?"

Taya shook her head in response.

"No," Taya replied quickly as she recalled that the man did not speak while looking at her.

The noise from across the street made Taya inevitably raise her head to look at Jean right in the man's eyes.

"Lo wrote about me there."

Taya pursed her lips, she was confused as to what to answer.

"For what?"

At this moment Jean has negative thoughts about her. Gurgling his saliva, he blamed the stupidity he was doing. He forgot to put his notebook back in the drawer under Maran's bed.

"Just capture the moment in a piece of writing," replied Taya and returned to enjoy her delayed meal.

"It's the same as if you were immortalizing my body in the form of a painting."

There was a sharp rarity from Jean.

"Gue needs lo-"

"Now."