The Story About Us
Be so

Just stick her forehead on Shela's forehead. Nobody wants Parto to do anything other than that, she knows the limits. Shela was also too precious to him. Parto wanted, when their lips met for the second time, not for her to impose her will, or because she was willing but Shela was forced to do so because of the pressure from her. Clearly, Parto did not want the hard-earned trust she had from Shela to evaporate just like that because of the absurd thing that she herself actually wanted so badly.

"La.. You why the bristling?" Parto smiled looking at Shela who was still closing her eyes. Moments like this were extremely rare for both Parto and Shela. When the two are this close.

Shela opened her eyes slowly. Their distance is still so close. His sanity came back. Irritated, he turned his body back. His index finger touched Parto's left chest to encourage the man to keep his distance from her.

"I love to see you from such a close distance La. You know, I was gonna kiss your lips. Hahahaha nyeleneh huh? But, that's what I thought. Sorry La.."

Parto chose to be honest with what she wanted to do earlier to Shela. He rubbed his face rough, dispelling the shrill thoughts in his brain.

"Why you?" Shela asked in confusion.

You know, I was holding back from scooping your face and silencing your lips with a kiss that I myself had never done. And you ask me why? Maybe half even all my common sense is lost when I'm with you.

"To.. I asked you why? instead of answering, look at me like that, "Shela's back on the scene.

"La.. You know I love you?"

Shela nodded.

"You've heard what I want to do when we're as close as 0.5cm?"

Shela nodded back. But, this time the nod was accompanied by a deathly smile that made Parto's heart feel smoother like brownies made by Shela.

"Why do you ask why? You want to lure me to do things outside your limits. And get me to slap your fucking finger?"

This time Shela laughed.

"To.. you are now more courageous yes, you used to not like gini you know."

"Yes La. I'm sorry, I won't like that anymore." Parto.

"La. I'll drive you home, yes" Parto said as she tried to stand up.

"Why? You're ngusir me? Twice now, if you don't like me here. You don't have to take me, your feet make the road difficult. Let me go home by myself!" Shela looked the other way. Prepare to go.

"Hey. hey, don't make me sicker because of your jutek. Who doesn't like you here? I just don't want you to get better because my thoughts about your lips. For whatever sake La. it seems like currently dozens of demons must be laughing at my silliness. I don't want my khilaf to make us stay away, my feelings for you are still you hang, maybe this brain thinks to kiss you! Sorry La.."

Parto stepped first even with a limp. Shela remained silent. He stared at Parto's back which was now starting to drift away.

"To..." Call Shela a little scream.

Parto turned to look towards shela, though,

"Yes La... I want to get the shoes first. You just wait there, it's hot here."

"To!" Once again Shela called out to Parto but this time with a slight snapping.

Parto frowned.

"Falem.. piye La?" Not yet he took the shoes that had been placed in rows of bricks, Parto made to walk back towards Shela.

Shela silent. Parto confused this why people, pas far call but deket time diem.

Still giving time for Shela to struggle with her thoughts, Parto pulled Shela's hand to sit down. Silence occurs between the two.

"To.. you know why I haven't given you an answer about your racial statements to me?"

"Know, I don't deserve you yet. My work is odd, living is still a parent, can not stand on our own feet if later we are together. I still have a lot of flaws. La. I'm not the kind of guy who likes to sell promises. When my heart chooses you, then whenever you are my destination. I'll prove it with my effort and hard work so I can make myself worthy of you."

"If that's not what it is?" Shela asked as if she was testing Parto's patience.

"I mean La?"

"If I haven't been able to give an answer from your race because there's another guy, how?"

It was as if the pain in his legs had moved to the heart. Parto widened her pupils to hear Shela's explanation. His heart was getting worse. Seeing Shela who had still not continued her words earlier, made Parto take a deep breath.

"La... I can only try as I can, to be solid for you. Your answer doesn't change anything in here about you. This taste is still the same. Although later it will not be me you choose to say ijab qobul for you but, your happiness later I will bring to motivate myself to be sincere with you." Speak with his chest pointed.

Shela looked solemnly at the man in front of her. Not long ago they met, chatting together like this can also be counted with fingers. But, there was something that Shela got when she was with a Parto. That thing is comfort. Shela always felt comfortable and privileged when with Parto.

"To. sorry I can't give you a chance,,"

"I guessed it. Yeah La, it's nothing." Parto forced a smile on her lips.

"I'm not allowed to be your friend, La..."

Sounds bleaching. A small plea from the heart that is now not because it feels.

"I can't give you a chance to leave me."

"Yes La... I understand that we can't... Huh uh?? What's La??" As she was aware of Shela's words, Parto immediately revealed a smile.

Shela smiled seeing Parto's change in expression.

"La.. What did you say?" Parto walked closer to Shela who was more embarrassed because her heart seemed to be infested by thousands of butterflies.

"I can't give you a chance to kill me.. Please make me sure of my heart. Make me sure that with my feelings for you, this vibration exists. This comfort always comes when I see you, me..."

Shela's words stopped with Parto holding her tightly. As if hypnotized by the atmosphere, Shela returned the embrace. Close your eyes enjoying a moment of warm embrace in the hot sun. Hot mas, mbak. eling wayah. Sakno reader podo ngowoh mocone hahaha. (Heat mas, mbak. inget the situation. Readers reading hahaha.)

"I'm sorry about this one.."

Parto pulled Shela's chin, still in the same position. Parto's lips began to approach towards the thinness of Shela's lips. Without a repulsive response, Shela closed her eyes...

That day was, that day for them and all of us. What's more, until remove the sniffing remove the ticking hundreds of times. Haha.

Thor why aren't they telling you how to kiss?

When someone asks like this, I want to ask the noble reader to raup whitening use baiklin!