MARRYING DOWN THE BED?
16. A Feel Sharing Session

Simply capturing the depth of meaning of these words, Evita sumringah pretended to ignore them by instead asking a unique question,

"Bang glasses minus or plus day?" Evita pointed a glance at my black frame on the face.

Transitioning the subject? Okay.

"Minus." I replied trying to follow this diversion first. Evita.

"How many minus?" Ask again.

"Cylinder 2." The fragrance of baby perfume in this smell makes me remember the scent of Yuan powder as still as he was a toddler first.

"Ooo...if it is opened, can it see me clearly at this distance?"

"Approximately 70% clarity."

"Ooo..."

"You want to try and see this?"

"No. It could be a real minus."

"Indeed. Mm, are you interested in asking me a question right now?"

"What's the bang Interest Day too?"

"Can. Let's just do it. So who wants to start now?"

"When you answer, you ask back?"

"OKAY. You want to start first?"

"Bang Hari is first."

"Hokay. Questions without any alias restrictions, okay?"

"Agreed."

"Sip. I'm the one who started. If you can't or won't answer 1 of my questions, punishment for you I'll keep asking other questions until you can answer them. How's it?"

Evita could already tell right away that I was trying to devise a trick question to trap her in the way I smiled meaningfully. He laughed at it for a moment.

I sat down while grabbing her left palm, uniting it in my grasp with the girl's glance down towards it.

It feels comfortable to feel the shape of the fingers and the soft skin of this girl melted in the stalk of my hand.

Almost 2 months ago this comfort was not mine yet. Sometimes it is also thought of in recent times, why can we both know so quickly or just getting closer? So easily, smoothly, without any problems.

"OK deh. Just like that." Evita interjected my cursory thoughts about her.

While nodding my head deliberately I focused my attention for a moment looking down on his pride, with him following me to see where my gaze was headed.

Immediately realizing the possibility I want to ask a ignorant question or neko-neko just tempting, he also put on an expression of acting wary but in a witty attitude, he said,

"This whole body part I can guess what size it is but what I want to ask you, do you really like wearing tight shirts as tight as I'm looking at?"

So no doubt Evita's watchful expression broke into laughter. I enjoyed it while gently squeezing its palm in my grasp.

"Just ask the second question." Smile later.

I smile back, though,

"OKAY. Then you won't answer."

"the question is..."

"So?"

"Yes, I like to wear tight shirts. If you're traveling out of the house."

"Okeee.understand "

"It means now it's my turn to ask. I've also been wanting to answer the question bang today."

"Okay, ask."

"Can I still work? I mean after..."

"Can. I will not forfeit. Do you still want to keep working even if later you're already stuck--"

"I see. But just look later. Can I still be active in all my activities?"

"Ooohh."

"You still have a right, Evita, to do whatever you want in terms of hobbies, fun, especially social activities. Do whatever you want to do with him, you're sure you'll always be able to share your time well.

Because I think I like you, also because I see you're so passionate about whatever you like. I like you like that.

At first I thought I didn't like all of that.

Your nature and behavior, your habits as long as I know, even your personality in my eyes other than others.I assume you're not my type."

"Bang Harii's..."

"I'm mistaken. It turns out I like an Evita who is always busy with her own world.

I like Evita who is so confident in her moge. I like you beautiful, you accept me, you don't want me to change my choices for others.I love all of them and the more I like them."

"Oh my goodness..."

"You know Evita, my eyes and my mind have closed on everyone else. I don't want anything else, you're all I want. I swear it's just you."

"Thank you..."

"How much do you like me?"

"Huh?"

"Safira, Lidia and kauu.Secretly the three of you compact together like me. So honestly, like in what context or to what degree and if that feeling of liking fits with what I'm thinking right now, how much do you really like me?"

The rest of the grateful statement just now and merta changed the blush irrepressible face hue.

It means that the context likes it according to what is being thought in my mind now. Evita understood what I meant behind my words.

Trying to turn the opposite direction avoid my eyes that hold on to him, but finally he turned again also look at me. Decided to give me an answer.

"I'm not measured." That short answer from him, but to me, it sounds like everything.

"Not-ter-u-kur," I repeated spelling out a joke as a sign of understanding, looking at Evita while commenting on a smile in response to her soft facial expression in looking at me, following which she added in an earnest, deep tone,

"I am happy and very happy.bang Hari prefers me. Once again thank you, bang Hari has chosen me and yesterday it was so patient 10 days waiting for an answer from me."

Evita pressed more tightly with the feeling of her left palm that was bowed above my open right palm, cupped shut by this left hand.

His statement, my question, the answer to what I asked and also the various sweet reactions that he then showed, precisely we both showed, became the beginning of increasingly meeting and interlinking wife in our hearts both, without being prevented again...

Very heart-wrenching. It will be a great memory for me. And it's okay if only I can understand its beauty.

Long intentional silence each other without a sound, with the palm and fingers still holding tightly, one day Evita took a breath and exhaled slowly followed by my gaze watching her do that.

"Before forgetting." he said and then stopped for a while, looking at me expectantly, and,

"Hm?"

"...I don't want any comparison between me and my brother, or me with anyone else.

Never compare me especially with Ranti. In any case. I am yes I am. He's yes he is. It always has to be that way."

"Ohh... Okay. Beres. Promises. I promise I'll always remember your message."

"Thank you again. And bang Hari, brother want me to change promises too? What do you want me to promise you?"

"Mm..what about?"

"Think. Tell. And then see if I can promise it to brother, or not."

"Hmm.it seems like there's still no clue. There's no clue yet. How about you give me a second to think about it?"

"Can. Okay. Please."

"Not on this day. I'll file it sometime."

"Oo so. Okay then."

"Is there anything else you'd like to add?"

"Nw.it doesn't seem to exist anymore. But let me just think for a second."

"OKs. Take your time."