Will Never Let You Go
Apartment 2

Change title, dong, I. Hopefully this one is more suitable huh hehehe ....

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"Mas, that was .. because of the chicken soup." Ara who was cleaning the cooking utensils held back a laugh. Between funny and shy reveals such a thing.

Darma's attention from the phone screen was diverted. He got up from the mini bar chair and stood behind Ara, then put his hands on her waist while his head was now on the girl's right shoulder. "Now mint flavor, want to try?" He offered to remember a few minutes ago he had just used mouth wash.

Not wanting to respond, Ara also chose to linger rinsing the bowl which became the last thing he washed.

Darma chuckled at the timid look of his girlfriend, and with his ignorant nature, the man who had returned to fitness suddenly snatched the bowl that was still being showered with water. "Udah clean. It's a pity for the water too" he said, putting a bowl on a shelf attached to the top of the sink.

Ara turned the body one hundred and eighty degrees so that her gaze collided with Darma. The man's hand that was on his waist now rested on the kitchen set, curling it very possessively.

Ara's heart was pounding uncontrollably as both corners of Darma's lips were lifted. The man stared at her intensely, without saying anything. Which makes him wrong.

Unable to bear the look of Ara's face that looks adorable in his eyes, Darma then said, "You try not?"

Ara mum.

With a slight degrading of his body, Darma brought his face closer to smelling the fresh scent of Ara's perfume. However, before his thin lips again felt the sweet cherry from Ara's lips, his girlfriend had already blurred by snooping through under his armpits.

Simultaneously, the bell of Darma's apartment rang, Ara's face suddenly sumringah. "His pizza came, Mas," he said, then headed for the door to pick up a food order.

Darma is just a chin-backed look at Ara with a spirit of biting off a piece of pizza.

"Mas Darma ain't mamam?" asked the girl after she managed to swallow the food in her mouth.

"Babouts!" tell Darma in a spoiled tone, then thrust into Ara and rest his head on the girl's shoulder.

"That's really fucking marijuana, anyway!" Despite saying so, Ara also took a piece of pizza, then she thrust it into front of Darma's mouth.

"Wildamah! Evil you played escape like that. In the future it can't be, you know, Ra. Durhaka same girlfriend know?"

Suddenly, laughter filled the living room of Darma's apartment. "Where there's a shameless same girlfriend. Ngaco you, Mas!" Ara shook her head to hear it.

Foolish with Ara who was still laughing, Darma called her face to the intersection of Ara's neck with her hands tightly hugging the tiny body of her boyfriend.

"Maas ...." Ara moved a little because of Darma's muscular arms which made her tight.

"Hm ...."

"You used to be the same as your ex?"

"No."

"Masa? You just go to me."

With a heavy heart, Darma raised his face. "really. I never tackled them, but they stuck to me. Until there, tuh, who suddenly pulled my hand continued to enter the clothes. I was told to**********his body was her."

"Seneng, dong, you," said Ara with a bent face.

"No."

"Lied!" Ara pushed Darma's body away.

"Really, Honey. I, you know, told you that you're the only girl I shoot because I like it. Forgot, huh?" Darma grabbed Ara's hand, grasping it while occasionally giving a swipe at the back of the hand.

"Ngapain, anyway, jealous? That, right, is over."

"They must also often nyosor to you."

"Elang must be with you too." Darma reversed Ara's speech.

The girl clenched her mouth tightly.

"Ra, this relationship will be destroyed if one of us often bring up the past with each other because it must make jealousy unclear, like you were." Darma has put on the most serious face he has. "Don't repeat it again. Make badmood." He let go of Ara's hand and switched front-facing to a smartTV that both ignored.

Replace the approaching Ara, tilting his sitting position to face Darma. "Sorry, Mom .... I didn't mean to," she was worried.

A soft snort sounded.

I am feeling more guilty. "I'm sorry" he said again before then giving a glimpse of Darma's lips. "Promise is no longer that."

"Kiss again."

"Huh?"

"Aren't you?" Darma is back

Ara cursed in heart. Feeling upset, he kissed Darma not once, but there were more than three times.

"Snake!" Darma ruffled Ara's hair into disarray.

"Eumm ... Mom, why did you suddenly move here?" ask Ara while tidying up her hair.

"Pengen. Why mother?" Darma takes a slice of pizza and feeds it to Ara.

"You're hagi for work pests, huh?" ask the girl again with a bulging mouth.

"Kok, you know?"

"Hmmm ...." Ara drank her green tea latte to relieve her throat.

Since Darma said that there were so many jobs that the man left for him, Ara so know why sometimes Darma often daydream like to think of something.

"You take care of your health, yes, Mom, if you want to stay here. Don't eat carelessly. Don't you realize, yeah, you're kurusan?" Ara shook Darma's body to the right and to the left.

"Good curusan. So, no need to exercise," said Darma Kontan got a pinch on the stomach. "It hurts, Ra."

"It's dreadful to know."

"Yesaaaa .... Btw, I have a birthday next week. We're going to Jogja, yuk? Kulineran," he asked while embracing Ara's shoulder.

"Can. I will be allowed to do so father. What do you want?"

"My birthday is the same as yours. It was the best gift for me, anyway." Darma gave a sweet smile.

Ara smiled back, then wrapped her hands around Darma's neck.

The man lowered the lover's hand. "Don't gini. Danger." Instead, Darma lifts Ara's body so that the girl sits on her lap, facing the smartTV. For an hour or so they were in that position, watching the film while talking about what was triggered in each head.