Rio and Ara
Episode 74

Ara's body stiffened when her name was called by a familiar voice. Yes it is the owner of this room, Rio. Ara's position is crouching is opening the lower closet.

"End is already!" Mumbled.

Where his hand was caught opening the closet. Here's how it feels to be caught wet doing things that if wrong but still done. Turn caught with concerned, it feels that loh, nano-nano is not clear.

A mixture of wrong, bad, and shame. The point is to feel guilty, for having carelessly done something stupid.

"Ra.." call Rio again.

Ara closed the closet, and immediately stood up and turned to face Rio. But she did not want to look at Rio's face, Ara chose to bow her face of embarrassment because she was caught having touched hers.

Rio reacted in surprise, shaking the glass he was holding. Why does Ara only use towels ? It's more mini compared to last day, meeting Rio's two cheeks. Rio tried to control himself, not to deny his desire as an ardent and tested man. He is a normal man, especially the woman in front of him is a woman who has been halal for him.

"Why are you there?" Ask Rio

"Hm, anu, I...." Ara was confused as to what to say if it was like this.

"Hey, I'm talking to you again" Rio said.

"Yes, I know!" Take Ara slowly but remain down.

"I mean, if I talk to you face to face. I don't like it, talk anymore but the interlocutor doesn't look at me!"

"Okay," manut Ara.

Ara raised her face forward, but the gaze was fixed downward.

"I said the view is not the face."

Ara was really embarrassed, if she could mysteriously disappear not this shy. Ara kept cursing herself.

With a heavy heart, Ara rolled her two eyeballs forward. Simultaneously gulped as he looked at Rio face.

His heart was racing, agitated anyway. Oh, apparently Rio's down taking the water, looks glass glass in his grasp.

"Why not wear clothes?" He asked casually with his eyes looking at Ara from toe to head.

Starting Ara felt uncomfortable and realized, her right hand closed the upper part of the chest that was open, her left hand tugging at the end of the towel hoping that it could go down slightly to cover her thighs that were plastered.

"My clothes are wet" he said.

"Huh, wet? how can?!"

"Well, fall into the water" he said as his left hand continued to tug at the end of the towel.

Rio knew Ara was agitated, the movements of both of her hands continued to cover the open part.

"There are no clothes?"

"Yes, where's my shirt you taro?" Ara's question may indeed be stored in Rio's room, the time of his belongings is there but not even a sheet of clothes carried.

Not answering, Rio was seen approaching Ara. Ara took a few steps back to warn. But it was wrong that Rio approached his wardrobe. He took something from his closet.

"Now!" Rio thrust his white shirt at Ara.

Ara was a little surprised to see Rio thrusting his shirt at her. Ara looked at Rio to find out what Rio meant by giving her a shirt from her eyeballs.

Rio's eye gesture was clearly telling Ara to take the shirt. But back again, Ara stared at the plain white shirt in Rio's grasp.

"Take it!" Rio.

"Well, what for?"

"For you to wear it," he said while offering the shirt.

Ara shook her head, "Em, is my shirt not here?"

Ara hesitated a little to accept the shirt, I don't know since Bi Imah said any item belonged to Rio if anyone touched it he would throw away.

It's nothing, it doesn't really matter. His rights, his nature. But to Ara the impression something like that looks like he's dirty. Not worth accepting, it is better to refuse than to feel that this self has no self-respect.

"Nothing, just your stuff that's on the taro here. Her clothes are still in the next room, if Mama asks say that my closet is too full for your clothes," explained Rio.

"Oh," that's all that popped into Ara's lips.

"Here, take, pake!" Rio's orders.

Ara still didn't take Rio's shirt. Ara was speechless, staring at the white nanar shirt that Rio was still holding onto for Ara to give away. Remembering it wasn't Rio who told himself not to interfere about her, let alone touch hers.

"Kok diem anyway, would you like to? Until tomorrow morning you want to do this, ", said Rio.

Ara looked again at the man she used to maki with the name of the master of this ice block. He looked at Rio's eyes. Rio looks sincere, not forced like him. Something's been different about him lately. Yes it looks different. Is he really.....

"You think it's gini till morning, and we're in this one room. I as a man do not guarantee to not hesitate to touch..."

The white shirt held by Rio had now changed hands to Ara's. Ara quickly picked up the shirt after Rio said the words 'touch' which made Ara crunch her shoulders in horror.

"Ok use!" His business is allergic to the goods touched by the bodo people amatlah. After all, he was a rich seven descendants. Problem with a shirt, he could have bought a convection company for him. Ara doesn't want to take this seriously. Rio himself offered it.

Ara rushed to the bathroom to wear Rio's shirt.

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Cklek!

Ara came out from the bathroom, Rio also saw Ara who had just come out of the bathroom with a rough gulp.

Ara gigu as their eyes looked at each other. He still pulls down the shirt hoping to cover the exposed part. Even though he was wearing Rio's shirt, but still his white thighs were exposed.

Pounding Rio's heart seeing Ara's appearance. White shirt wrapped Ara's tiny body, oversize size if the one wearing is Ara. His desire to see Ara's appearance is getting more and more unbearable.

"Why?" Ara asked who was discharging Rio's mind which was wandering wildly.

"Any huh?" Ara's question grew increasingly uneasy, Rio stared at her to the side.

"Oh, g-no, that's fine. Rather than not at all aching your room, it was me who bothered, too," Rio said without leaving his innuendo and cold tone.

Actually, I don't mean to say that. He only covered his admiration and his nervousness at the appearance of Ara who was trying to tear apart the fortress of his faith.

Ara thumped suddenly her timid face had turned irritated, walking towards her long sofa with legs that she accidentally struck a sign of dislike Rio said he was a burden if he was sick.

"Who wants to take care of him, too" he murmured annoyed.

"Eh, where are you going?!"

"You want to go to sleep, what time is it?"

"Can't," he said.

"Well, what do you mean?" Frowning Ara did not understand.

"Temenin I work," is he who wants to work relationship with Ara what.

"No way, why should I bring you too?" Reject Ara while sitting on the sofa preparing to sleep.

"Ara, you've disrupted my sleeping hours. Now you sleep without thinking of me that it is now hard to sleep!" Rio Protest.

Ara turned to Rio who was accusing her of sleeping trouble sleeping. Ara immediately sat up straight and faced him 'the ice block master'.

"You know you're guilty of me, you're asleep, why can't you sleep, you're guilty of me!" I don't accept Ara.

"You're noisy, the only thing you're getting up to is taking a shower. Shower, take a shower, get permission first. No, there will not be a bathroom if you do not permit there will be a batman trap," he accused of increasingly provoking Ara not to resist arguing with humans whether they are made of anything.

Ara stood up, as her hands were raised towards Rio, furious that she wanted to squeeze Rio's head out of shape. Ara's fist looks like someone has a grudge. Especially his face.

He was at a loss for words, he stood up only to wrestle with his bathin to curse at Rio with his regretful words. He was also aware of it indeed, but Rio did not need to come to such a regret.

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Finally going through a long and full of 'bathin' emotions'. Ara was now sitting by Rio's side in one bed. Paying attention to Rio who is in the middle of typing with his laptop.

Ara was just told to sit by her side, unable to sleep before Rio's work was done. That's Rio's request, the reason he's not fair is that Ara sleeps him that's hard to sleep.

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Sorry if there are many typos