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Chapter 8 - Strong Trust

Fakhri was wandering around the school after encountering with his older brother Naim, a part of him wanted to say how much happy he was to meet him, but his ego kept preventing him from saying it, or even showing it to him. Deep down he was in the verge of crying, but he held it down as he would always thought men don't cry.

Well.........that's where he's wrong, because he will get to know it by himself soon.

Fakhri came across the schoolfield yard, when he saw Lily sitting on one of the table, she was covering her face while resting her head on her arms, to support on the table, her long straight hair just stretched through almost the whole table.

Fakhri chuckled with a dreamy smile, immediately forgetting the pain after seeing Lily again, he slowly walked toward her before wiping his teary eyes. He stood in front of her but she's not moving at all, he slowly sat next to her and put his elbow on the table, supporting his head to stay still, so he can watch her closely.

Even though Lily's face was completely faded, Fakhri was smiling dreamily at her, not awaring amything surronded them. She suddenly started to move, her head raised slowly, feeling of someone's beside her. She slowly looked at her right side to see her favourite man, smiling at you.

Fakhri: Hiiii Lily!!!!

Fakhri waved with a dreamy smile, greeting Lily with his cuteness. She's taken aback by his sudden appearance and shouted, almost tripping over to her back. She closed her eyes to get ready to fall, when she felt a hand behind her head and another on her left waist.Lily slowly opened her eyes, witnessing Fakhri's raging eyes.

Fakhri's hair was dancing a bit from the wind, his eyebrows twitched at her face, his sharp nose breathed out loud, making it expand it even more. His soft lips were gasping, finding some words to express. The felt of his rough hands on her head and waist made her hormone level went up abnormally, the hungry gaze he was giving to Lily was something she wouldn't missed in her entire life.

Both souls were staring at each other at the same position, their hot breaths were touching each other, their faces were in an inch apart, their lips would had met in a second without any warning. But Lily immediately warned herself and sat straight again, breaking their eye contact and startled Fakhri.

Their face became too red, even the tomatoes would disappeared if it's placed in front of their faces. Never did the two souls knew they would got interacted to the opposite genders so much in their whole life.

Their tongues got tied, as they can't find the right words to describe what just happen a few seconds ago. Until, Fakhri decided to break the awkward silence from not letting it taking their space.

Fakhri: Are you all right, Lily?

Lily was about to answer, when she felt something again, she looked down and found her left side of her waist was held by Fakhri's rough hand, he didn't aware of how much he was holding her waist softly. He widened his eyes in shock, immediately retreating his hand, made his face redden even more and more.

Lily felt an electric shock wave past throughout her whole body when Fakhri held her waist, she was surprised to the fact that she felt softness from his rough hand. On the other hand, the man who was brave to fight anything now fighting for his own shyness, he didn't realise what he was doing, as he didn't have the courage to do something like that.

Lily: Uh......Fakhri?...........

Fakhri wanted to look at Lily, but his shyness kept him from looking at her. She immediately held his chin and made him to look at her.

Lily: What's the matter?

Fakhri for a second stared at Lily's bright eyes, he held her hand from his chin and held it tightly, not letting her to go away.