THIS IS OUR LOVE

"Please!! please help meee!! Ayraa shouted loudly as she spread her gaze for help.

"BUG..BUG...BUG"

There was a sound of repeated beatings in Ayraa's ears. Ayraa's block was released, Ayraa opens her eyes to see that the thug falls on her face with blood on the corner of him lips.

Ayraa's eyes caught a person with a tall body and clean skin, and his face is very so handsome like a Greek god who descended from heaven, his appearance was not ordinary, the man looks neat in a suit.

The man looked at Ayraa and showed a smile that was really very charming. Instantly Ayraa's heart melted.

"Wake up!! are you not ashamed? dare only the same woman? let's quickly kneel at her feet and apologize." said the man in his deep voice.

"Ohhh my God! his voice..make my heart melt even more" shrieked Ayraa with her heart starting to melt.

With a body in pain, The goons immediately knelt at Ayraa's feet and apologized.

"I'm sorry Miss ...I will not bother you anymore, I promise." said the thug with a bruised face, then walked back and turned and ran away from where Ayraa was standing.

"Come over here cute girl." called the man with a small smile that stuck clearly on the corner of his lips.

"What is your name?" Asked the man in a deep voice staring at Ayraa whose face was flushed.

"Ayraa." Ayraa replied briefly with a chaotic heartbeat.

"I Danish Aillen, just call Danish." said Danish stretching out his hand. A little doubt, Ayraa accepted Danish's helping hand.

Ayraa's chest was pounding and beating hard to the rhythm of her heart that was running faster, when Danish's delicate hands touched her skin, Danish skin is clearly visible, which looks pure white and smooth, Meanwhile, Ayraa's skin is brown and looks dirty when exposed to street dust and while in the circuit.

"Ayraa." called Chello to Ayraa from the motorbike. Breaking Ayraa and Danish's handrails.

"Why are you here? didn't you buy ice cream earlier?" said Chello with a face a little displeased with the presence of Danish who looked close to Ayraa.

Danish who knew Chello's cold face, flashed a smile at Ayraa.

"Sweet girl ... I'm going first? be careful not to be in a quiet place when alone." said Danish reminding Ayraa with a sweet smile.

"And this is my card, you can keep it if something bothers you you can contact me. "" Danish continued by ruffling Ayraa's messy hair into a mess.

"Come on Ay...quickly go up!" shouted Chello, seeing Danish walk away from where Ayraa was standing.

Ayraa, still transfixed with a business card in her hand, became nervous at Chello's screams.

"Yes ... yes...don't shout? chatty!" grumbled Ayraa, stamping her feet on the ground and then getting on Chello's motorbike.

"Chell, it took you so long to take the bike? did take it in Jakarta?" Ayraa asked from behind the motorbike, when Chello's motorbike was going slowly.

"My ticket is gone, and I forgot my wallet was in you, so I have to argue with the parking attendant first." Chello explained then suddenly Chello stopped the bike hard. Ayraa's front body moved forward against Celo's back.

"Chellllooooo!!" shrieked Ayraa, while hitting Chello's back a little hard.

Chello moaned loudly.

"Aaauuuhhhhh!! why hit me again Ay?" Chello grunted as he rubbed his back.

"Whose fault!! why stop not telling me? What is the matter?" Ayraa asked seriously.

"Leaking front tire Ay, you go down." asked Chello as he got off the bike and looked at the front tire.

Seeing Chello staring around the road from right to left, Ayraa became curious to know what Chello was looking for.

"What are you looking for, Chell? like trying to steal a chicken." said Ayraa staring at Chello strangely.

"Looking for a tire patch Ay, who knows there is a tire around here. Come on... help me push, we go there." Chello asked, pointing to the place where the tire patch was

With a little exertion, Chello started to push the bike towards the tire patch.

Chello turned annoyed at Ayraa who didn't help him at all, instead walking behind like a hungry snail.

"Chell walked slowly! My feet hurt...tired! my head is dizzy too." Ayraa said, covering her head with her bag.

"If my way is slow, the heavier push the motor Ay." said Chello, his face already covered in sweat.

"I am dizzy Chell...let me sit here for a moment." complained Ayraa with her beautiful face which was also sweating.

Chello stopped his steps by holding the motorbike with one hand, while holding out the other hand towards Ayraa who was already sitting on the side of the road.

"Get up quickly, you just sit on the motorbike." said Chello as he took Ayraa's hand and pulled her to his feet. Chello attentively helped Ayraa get on and sit on the bike.

With Chello's help, Ayraa got on the motorbike and sat down nicely, while Chello is still struggling to push the motorbike to where the tire patches are starting to appear in plain sight.

"Ayraa, sit there." said Chello when he got to the tire patch.

Ayraa hurriedly got off the motorbike and sat in the long bamboo hall that belonged to the tire patch man. Ayraa saw Chello's face flushed from the sun and the sweat that was still streaming down until Chello's shirt was wet, especially on his chest and back.

"Chell, come here ... sit here!" Ayraa said to Chello who was standing waiting for the tire patch who was starting to work.

Chello came closer then sat beside Ayraa.

"Drink this water." Ayraa handed a bottle of mineral water to Chello who looked exhausted.

Seeing Chello's face that was still sweaty, Ayraa took the handkerchief that was in her bag. Then the sweat spread across Celo's handsome face.

"DEGG"

Chello's heart was struck by romance, his heart flared up receiving Ayraa's unusual attention. So graceful as a girl. Unconsciously Chello chuckled.

"Why are you laughing? What is wrong?" Ayraa asked in surprise.

Chello was still chuckling.

"PLETAK"

"Ouch!" Chello's voice groaned as Ayraa tapped his head.

"You Ay!! I recently rated you as a graceful girl! hasn't been five seconds it's back again roughly. There is absolutely no sweetness." Chello grumbled, rubbing his head.

"Who told you to laugh earlier? ini! wipe your own sweat!" Ayraa said curtly as she handed her handkerchief to Chello. Chello accepted it with a big smile. He saw Ayraa's face sweating because of the hot sun.

Attentionally, Chello wiped Ayraa's beautiful face with the handkerchief he was holding.

Ayraa's face, which was initially sullen, turned red. Ayraa looked at Chello unblinking.

Ayraa has known a Chello for a long time. Chello who never makes it difficult ... Chello who always looks after and cares for him. Chello is a friend and a brother to Ayraa.

"Chell." called Ayraa in a low voice.

"Hemm." said Chello, glancing at Ayraa.

"Chell." call Ayraa again.

"What the heck Ayraa?" said Chello exasperatedly.

"Chellooooo." Ayraa laughed loudly seeing Chello's face looking very annoyed but still couldn't get mad at him.

"You love to prank me, you can get a curse Ay." said Chello irritably.

"What is that curse?" Ayraa asked, not understanding.

"curse that...if you like torturing that person, then you will be able to fall in love with that person." said Chello intending to work on Ayraa.

"Is it true Chell, I can't believe it?" Ayraa said with a look of disbelief.

"If you don't believe it, just keep teasing and torturing me. Later you will realize that what I said is true." said Chello putting on a serious face.

Ayraa pensive, then looked at Chello looking for the seriousness of Chello's words. Chello's face looked serious, Ayraa started to feel scared. Inside Chello laughed at Ayraa's terrified face.

"Chell...I'm sorry? I promise I won't work on you again." said Ayraa who was afraid of getting a curse.

"Yes ... yes ... I forgive you okay, but on one condition." said Chello who was still working on Ayraa.

"When else can I work on you Ayraa? while the opportunity arises." Chello said to himself with a happy laugh.

"Requirements? what conditions?" Ayraa's face creased.

"Kiss my left cheek and my right cheek, if you don't want then it's okay. But just accept the curse later ... don't regret it." Chello replied casually and with a choked smile.

"Fine ... well I'll do it." Ayraa replied quickly by slightly shifting her seat to get closer beside Chello.

"Chell, now close your eyes. I'm nervous." Ayraa said with her heart racing.

Chello quickly closed his eyes. By imagining soon getting a kiss from Ayraa. Chello's heart cheered up by counting the seconds in his heart.

"One second ..two seconds...three seconds ... one minute.

And....

"CUPP"

Chello's left and right cheek touched Ayraa's moist lips, Chello's heart was blooming because he got a kiss from Ayraa.

With a happy heart Chello slowly opened his eyes. Looks like it's not Ayraa anymore in front of him, but a little boy who was five years old who just kissed his cheek.

The little boy laughed funny while holding a lollipop in his hand.

Chello's eyes search for Ayraa who is no longer there. Chello took a deep breath after seeing Ayraa sitting on his motorbike laughing out loud.

While scratching his non-itchy head Chello kissed the little boy with a grim smile.

Ayraa saw it still laughing triumphantly on the motorbike.

"Come on Chell come home, the motor is ready." Ayraa calls with a smile.

Chello got up from his seat and approached Ayraa then ruffled Ayraa's long hair.

"You keep working on me." Chello grumbled with a sad face.

Ayraa saw the disappointed streaks on Chello's face.

"Chell." called Ayraa in a low voice.

Chello sat quietly on his motorcycle.

"Chello! look at me!" call Ayraa again feeling guilty.

Chello still didn't budge.

"Chellooo....please." Ayraa said in a low voice.

Chello was forced to look back.

"What...."

"CUPP"

Ayraa has already landed her kiss on Chello's left cheek.

Chello froze for a moment, then Chello's sweet smile grew after he realized from his stiffness.

"thank you Ay." said Chello with a relieved heart that his wish had been accomplished.

"You're welcome, Chell." said Ayraa a little nervous and embarrassed after what she did.

"We're going home now?" Chello asked in high spirits.

"Yes." Ayraa said with lips still sighing.

"Hold my waist tight Ay." said Chello, pulling the gas quite hard.

"Aaahhhhh!!! Chellllooooo!!!" Ayraa shouted loudly, hugging Chello's waist tightly.

A smile rose at the corner of Chello's lips.

"I love you Ay...With all our stories ... I will always remember them.