tolerate it ; harukyu
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"if it's all in my head tell me now and i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it."
"Kak, first of all, nama design rumah kamu tuh aku yang minta karena you didn't even know my japanese name. Second, i bought the ticket by myself, and you didn't seemed like Paris and London, you remembered? you yelled at me infront of gelato stand coz you said i'm too overwhelmed bisa jalan ke paris."
"Terakhir." Haruto menghela napas panjangnya, dan memukul dadanya berkali-kali. "You wanted so much so fast." Hatinya terasa dicabik-cabik menggunakan penggiling daging mengingat hal itu.
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