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Anggara

Author: Reyca_1909
Romansa Anak Muda
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CRUSHING YOU DEEPENED

Being part on a one sided love isn't healthy anymore. The pain you've felt every time he would tell you about who was his crush, who was the lucky girl he like, and anything. Being speechless when he's sweet towards you but ended up because he sees you as his younger sister. Admiring him from afar because when you are close with him he just laugh at your cute face and tell you, "My sister is so cute!" And pince my chubby cheeks. I just blushed, and nothing more. I can't even utter a single word. So, to avoid awkwardness, I would higher my bad temper and start a quarrel with him. Eventhough it is senseless, I still pushed it. "Yow, Zisha! Wazzup?" I automatically pushed away his arms wrapped on my shoulder as he sat beside me. I rolled my eyes. "Zup your face you dickhead!" His forehead wrinkled as his left brow raised. "What did you say?" He said dangerously. I rolled my eyes again in a 360 degree celsius. "What did you say?" I mimicked his voice and cross my arms. A moment of silence partake the atmosphere. Before I could utter another word, I heard his loud laugh, and hearing his laugh it makes me pissed even more. "Stop laughin'! Your laugh gives me creeps, shit stop it!" I commanded as I pushed him away. "Stay away from here if you won't stop laughing. Laugh your lungs out in the field, not here." I said in a grimmed sound. He finally stop and look at my eyes with humor visible on his clear blue eyes. Shit. Those eyes again, how can I stop loving this dickhead man? This dirty and flirtatious human being infront of me was a temptation of my easily corrupted mind. "What?" I ask him after doing an eye to eye contact with him. I looked away and try myself to focused in the bunch of students who are just passing by into our spot. But my mind got stucked into his clear blue eyes. Shit. This is really bad. I shouldn't feel this kind of something I couldn't even handle well. But my feelings for you deepened. How to uncrush you dickhead? “You looks like a fairy in a sparkling forest. Your eyes made a way to my stoned heart, seizing the hole and occupying the soft space on it. You look so beautiful, maiden.” He said in a melodious tone and I was like, what the fuck are you saying?! I raised my left brow and look at his eyes intently. I wanted to know if he is joking or just pissing me around. I wanna bet it. “A lady in a wooden hammock, sparkling eyes, oval shape face, fair skin, pointed nose, glosy pinkish cheeks, perfectly sculptured lips made by an anonymous famous artist. Who you are maiden?” He continued. “What the heck was happening to you? Are you on drugs or what? What type of drugs do you take? Are you on fever?” I said curiously trying to hide my hopeful voice. I almost choke because of my acting skills. How I wish it is true.

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