Will Never Let You Go
Another Fact's

Congratulations

Celebrations

When I tell everyone that you're in love with me

Congratulations

Jubilations

I want the world to know I'm happy as can be

The song titled victory greeted Ara as soon as she opened the door of her lover's car. Darma offered a bouquet of roses to him as a congratulation for passing the college entrance exam.

Ara accepted with a timid smile. "Thanks." -."

"Hug here." Darma stretched out his hand.

Ara squandered enthusiastically. The embrace was not long because they were still in his yard.

However, the ignorant Darma quickly dipped a glimpse of Ara's lips.

"Mas, someone's gonna see."

"Nothing, I'm sure I'm safe." Darma blinked one eye, naughty.

The car slowly drove away from the crowd of Solo City, towards Tawangmangu. Ara smiled happily. It hasn't been to that place in a long time. Last time he went with Keyla was when his best friend was on his birthday.

"Oh, yeah, there's chocolate on the back if you're a lager."

Ara shakes. "Udah breakfast earlier. Darma must be the one who hasn't."

The white-tailed man in the clothes just nodded. "Take it, dong, the chocolate keeps bribing me. Lodder ...."

"Marijuana!" Ara snorting. He took the box in the back seat quite hard, opened it and then fed it to Darma.

Mangosteen darma. "Enak. Cobain, yeah. That was yesterday given by him," he said after spending more than ten pieces of chocolate.

"girls?" Ara stopped her hand that was about to open the chocolate wrapper for the umpteenth time.

"Cowok, Honey. His name is Tio." Darma chuckles at Ara's cute face when jealous. "SMP Management first, but he has moved to Jakarta."

"Oohh ...." Ara's lips were rounded. In the next second, the girl drowned when Darma suddenly turned his car.

Darma got off first, then opened the passenger door, asking Ara to come down.

"Whose place is this? Why are we here?" ask Ara a little deg-degan.

"This is my family's villa. The car just put it here. We're going down on foot. I want to eat porcupine satay."

"Haish! Like?" Ara shuddered with nausea.

"Okay, anyway. Just want to."

"I'm sate ayam. There's, right?

Darma. "Pake the jacket let it not get cold."

"Pakeins."

"Mariju." Darma pinched Ara's nose. The girl was complaining of pain that her boyfriend did not bother her at all.

Darma's arm was embracing Ara's shoulder. Their bodies were really tight as they went down the street. However, a universe that seemed to be jealous suddenly sent down a torrential rain. The weather in the area is hard to predict. With his hands linked, Darma invites Ara to run back to the villa because the place is much closer than the satay stall they want to go to.

Both clothes were drenched when they arrived at the villa. Sari and Yanto—people who are employed at situ—lang directly approached.

"Mas Darma, when are you here?" ask Yanto.

"Bust, Sir. Want to eat satay, but even rain."

"I prepared a change of clothes, yes, make Mas Darma the same ...." Sari's words hang to see Ara.

"Fra. My girlfriend, Ma'am." Darma.

Sari nodded. He and Ara both shared their introductory smiles.

"You used to wear Silvia's shirt, yeah. Let this get cold with Sari's mother." Darma turned to Ara, pointing at her boyfriend's jacket with her index finger.

"Not anything?" Doubt was evident on Ara's face.

"No, Iah!" Darma. "Bak, ready clothes, keep buying porcupine satay with chicken satay, yes." He turned back to Sari, then took out his wallet and gave her some money.

Ara followed behind Sari towards the room in the middle, while Darma headed for the next room.

"Mbak Ara choose which one. Silvia's clothes are gini. Sexy."

Ara circulated the gaze to the entire contents of the closet. The choice falls on oversize jerseys and over-the-knee shorts. "This is it, Ma'am. Ma'am Sari just go let me want his own shirt."

"Duh, don't do it, Ma'am. Mas Darma will be angry." Sari refused subtly.

"Nothing. Let me tell you later. Come, Ma'am. I'm gonna change my clothes, you know." Ara a little pushy. He was uncomfortable being served like this because he was used to doing nothing himself.

With a gameless feeling, Sari finally came out. Ara immediately took off the jacket, sweatshirt, and pants that were worn. Fortunately, his underwear was not wet.

After changing into Silvia's clothes, Ara who suddenly shivered immediately grabbed the blanket and coiled in it like a cocoon.

The girl looked over as the door of her room was knocked. Thinking it was Sari who had not yet left, he said, "Get in."

Ara's eyes bought to see who entered was Darma. The inevitable worry of the man's face. "Ra, are you sick?"

Ara shakes. He was not sick, only that his body could not bear the cold. However, damn! When he shook his head, suddenly his nose sneezed.

"No, right!" Darma came up to the bed and immediately hugged Ara. Luckily, the door to the room was closed. "This is delicious?" He tightened his embrace.

Ara smiled faintly and nodded.

They were in that position for a long time because the warmth they created themselves felt so comfortable.

Ara's lips gaped, shocked as Darma laid down her body. "Maas ...." His heart is pounding.

"Hm ...." The man fixed Ara's hair that covered the face. "Congratulations, yes. You are accepted. In the future there are other difficulties. Complaining is okay, but don't give up" she advises.

"Thank you." Ara smiled.

Darma smiled back, then brought his face closer. He held back Ara's nape, and quickly managed to buy strawberry-flavored lips because of the lipbalm that was placed on the girl's lips.

The kiss travels to the ear, then down to the neck. As quietly as possible Darma put away the blanket that wrapped Ara, pulling on her collar to give a trace on the virgin's smooth shoulder.

"Don't cross the line, Mas," said Ara as Darma's hand began to slip behind her t-shirt.

Darma put his face away. His breath was hunting. He looks deeply at the woman who makes his day feel better and happy. The brief kiss he smeared on Ara's forehead. Gradually the man's breathing went back to normal, then said, "I'll do it anyway, who's paying for your college?"

"Nga! Impossible not. Why emang?" Ara removed Darma's arm from her waist, heavy.

"I really love you. True love, not just lust. If I pay, then once you run the thesis, right, we can immediately get married without any unpleasant events. None of your neighbors who fell for graduating from college instead of looking for a good job, even marriage."

"Brother won't." Ara knew very well the nature of her parents.

"Yes, already. Let Gusti alone who I will charge his college. Whether you want to be in Indo or abroad." Darma creates solutions.

"Iihhhh .. I would like it abroad. Feein dedek, Maasss ...," said Ara alay.

Darma smiled for a moment, then as fast as lightning his expression turned flat. "No! You'll be flirtatious with other guys."

Ara's lips were again pursed.

Not wasting the opportunity, Darma again clenched Ara's lips. Soft, deep, and demanding.

Ara swiftly pushed Darma to hear the sound of the dishes clashing. "Mbak Sari is back like her," he said, wiping his wet lips.

Sate porcupine orders Darma and Ara order chicken satay has been arranged neatly on the dining table when Darma arrived in the dining room, then followed by Ara five minutes later.

"What place is that, Mom?"

Darma's view followed Ara's view to the villa's backyard. "Where to play skateboard. Wanna see me play?"

"Can?"

"Can, dong. I'll take the skateboard in the car." Darma moves which is directly followed by Ara. The man took the board that was always put in the trunk of the car.

"Main here try." Ara is impatient.

"Can." Darma put his skateboard on the paved road in front of the villa, then skated.

In the place where he stood, Ara stared in admiration. Today she knows a lot about her boyfriend. In addition to having a melodious voice and always thinking long-term, he was made to hold his breath seeing how adept Darma was at winding around on a skateboard.

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Bonus on skateboarding