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"So you see, Yosi and I are now race partners," Arsha told Nethania.
"Contest? What race?" Nethania asked her lover.
"A clothing design competition, so the competition is in the form of a team," said Arsha. He stopped his sentence, then seemed to be thinking since.
"So?" Nethania couldn't wait for Arsha's following sentence, even though she knew her boyfriend wanted to invite her to join the team.
"Emhh... How about if you take a look for a while? You'll just be interested," said Arsha, biting his lower lip, hesitating to offer it to Nethania.
Arsha is worried that Nethania will feel uncomfortable. Even though their status is a couple, freedom is still Nethania's absolute right. That's why he offered Nethania to see their progress in their race this time. If lucky, Nethania joined them.
However, what Arsha was afraid of was that Nethania wasn't interested in just having a look. Because Nethania is an honest person, if she doesn't like something, then she won't do it.
"Yes," Nethania said, nodding with a smile on her lips.
"Really?" this time, Yosi reacted, and her reaction was enthusiastic.
Yosi's face brightened with pleasure. Even a sweet, happy smile appeared on Yosi's face. Nethania, who saw Yosi's delighted expression, smiled as well.
"Wow... What breakfast this morning can see fairies and angels smiling at the same time," said one of the boys in the class suddenly.
"Ho'oh, I'm very lucky to go to school today, if not, you know it's too late to see heaven on earth," added another agreed.
There were still many words of praise heard in the class, which made Yosi feel uncomfortable. Because Yosi is the type of person, who doesn't like noise, especially if she is the talk of the noise.
Annoyed, Yosi pulled Nethania's hand out of the classroom before saying goodbye to Arsha.
Right now, Yosi and Nethania were heading to the student council room. Yosi is an envoy from the school student council. That's why Arsha wanted to step in to help. In addition, compared to other teams that also participated in this competition, the team held by Yosi had the privilege of using one of the unused empty rooms on the 3rd floor.
They entered the room that was once used as the literature club room. However, since the library was renovated, the room was left behind, and they gathered in the library more often.
Even though he was already living, some literature club members still came to pick up something. Because that room they used as a place to gather raw literary works made by the club members. And now, for some time to come, that room will be the responsibility of the student council competition team.
"Come on in," said Yosi pulling Nethania inside.
They stopped on the floor with a soft fur rug, out of nowhere, which must have been a very comfortable rug. Then there is a table and piles of paper, coloured pencils, and other tools neatly arranged on the table.
"Arsha said he would come later," said Yosi, opening the sketchbook.
Yosi tried to calm down, even though she was restless and pounding. There was a feeling of awkwardness, and it was difficult to describe at this time, but he certainly was very impatient.
"Why?" Nethania asked, sitting next to Yosi.
"See, he sent a message that he was called by buk Leni to the office," said Yosi showing her cellphone screen.
Nethania nodded in understanding. He watched Yosi tell a story while drawing on sketch paper for a moment.
Honestly, Nethania was exhausted from not getting enough sleep last night. Luckily, her brother helped her do her homework, so she didn't have to be punished at school for not completing her task.
Nethania felt like she was in a fairy tale listening to Yosi's chatter. Without realizing it, he had fallen asleep on the carpet, leaving Yosi, who glanced at Nethania a few times, with her hands' busy scribbling on paper.
Yosi's attention seemed to be constantly diverted to Nethania, who was sleeping with her back to her side. Part of Nethania's face was clearly visible to Yosi, but unfortunately, part of it was covered because of Nethania's reclining position.
"Ah... She's so beautiful," said Yosi, mumbling to herself as she scribbled on a piece of paper. And when you look at it, the composition depicts a sketch of Nethania sleeping on her side.
"Look, even just a sketch she's so beautiful, oh..." Yosi looked at her sketch, then turned to Nethania, lying next to her.
"But still, I love the original more than the sketch," Yosi muttered next.
Yosi changed her position. She crawled on top of Nethania's side, inhaling Nethania's scent deeply until her face stopped right in front of Nethania's.
"Ah, how beauty this girl," said Yosi, stroking Nethania's face.
Yosi's fingers traced Nethania's delicate face. Then Yosi's thumb and index finger pinched Nethania's chin gently. Yosi's thumb stroked Nethania's jaw slowly and carefully, not wanting her longtime crush to wake up from her slumber.
He had to take advantage of this opportunity because there would be no other time.
Yosi's left hand took the cellphone, she planned to take a picture or video while she was kissing Nethania, and she would use it as a threat to Nethania.
Somehow he was so happy just by imagining it. He couldn't wait to feel those beautiful lips, then after that, he would threaten Nethania if she refused to date and do other fun activities. Ah, Yosi was really looking forward to that.
Carefully, Yosi shifted Nethania's face so that their faces were now facing each other. But at the same time, Yosi saw Nethania's eyelids slowly opening.
"Um?" Nethania heard the voice groaning because she was annoyed by the caress on her face.
'Ahhh, she's so sexy when she opens her eyes-, thought Yosi praising.
"Oh come on!" said Yosi cheerfully.
Yosi was still in her position, supporting Nethania's body lying on the floor.
"Yo-Yosi what are you doing!" Nethania shouted in shock and panic at the same time.
"You're beautiful Nethania, and I like you," Yosi admitted looking at Nethania, hopefully, if Nethania also reciprocated his feelings.
"No! Thania doesn't want to!" screamed Nethania struggling in Yosi's arms.
"But I want to,"
After smiling intently, one of Yosi's hands gripped Nethania's face tightly, and she prepared to touch Nethania's lips with hers. He couldn't wait to enjoy the taste of Nethania's lips which he was sure would be sweet.
Yosi lowered her face. She quickly wanted to kiss Nethania.
"Not!!"
Brake...
"Nethania?!"
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TBC