
Dilla was awakened in her stupor, she was very surprised when she opened her eyes already in a very magnificent room and smelled masculine. The interior of the room also looks dark and sinister as if showing that the one who has a room is a vengeful.
The weak Dilla then walked out of the room to go to the kitchen for a drink because her throat was dry. Dilla walked slack and dizzy because confused to walk where.
“Hai girl, what will you do!” loud screams that just came out of his study. Dilla was terrified to see a tough face.
“Sorry brother. I...want to drink, my esophagus feels dry,” replied Dilla panicked.
Meanwhile, hearing Mr. Ardi's noisy voice come out of his room and turn on the central room lamp.
“Son, what are you doing in the middle of the night at my house?” ask Mr. Ardi who does know Dilla.
“Sorry sir. I was on the street where there were people who wanted to harass me even to rape me. But I was helped by this brother!" said Dilla showing her hands towards Tegar.
“O..Fresh you mean. Since when did he dare to bring a woman home? Ha...ha..., Hardcore..Fresh.... You have fallen in love huh?” said Mr. Ardi while laughing out loud.
“Eh. I brought her home because when I fought with the thugs who teased her, she was unconscious. I also don't know the address, ” Hardcore with a reddened face explained to his father. But fortunately the light of the lamp disguised his reddened face so that his father did not see it.
“Ya. The kitchen is there. You just walk straight then turn left,” Ardi's father gave instructions to Dilla.
And you're Hardcore, you're coming with me to the study. I want to talk to you about something. Ardi's father walked towards his study followed by Tegar.
“Sit boy! I know you love her very much but don't you equate her with Anita your ex-lover. Remember son he's not Anita who can play a guy's heart. She is a weak girl and needs to be protected. And another one I hope you'll take care of for me. He has a heart that is sincere and gentle. Not only that he also once saved the father of someone who wanted to bump into me,” Father Ardi let out a long sigh.
“I didn't promise dad. But I'll try to live up to dad's expectations. But the problem is does he like me, huh? If with me he is very fierce and hard to touch well?” he said loud in front of his father.
“You it. have not-yet-have played touch only. Obviously, son, he doesn't want to. You married you just touched. That's right new,” Ardi's father back teasing his son.
“Dad fucks anyway. I mean he if I approach ferociously and his judges are half dead. Yesterday I met him had to throw my head with a pebble, irresponsible and immediately go,” said Tegar irritated because his father even laughed out loud.
“You're a play boy but conquering a little girl like Dilla just can't. Daddy's going to sleep. O..iya you have to sleep in the guest room if Dilla sleeps in your room,” Ardi's father gave orders while going outside from his study to the room.
“Sial..., really, fuck me today. Wanting me to sleep next to him eh hunt caught with dad,” Tegar scratched his head that does not itch then stepped away towards the guest room.
Meanwhile, Dilla from the kitchen went straight back up the stairs to the room she had used to sleep in. Dilla locked her room tightly. Dilla still imagined her meeting with a strange guy. Dilla remembers it again and then Dilla laughs to herself remembering her first encounter with Tegar.
Because she could not close her eyes, Dilla finally decided to open her phone and surf in cyberspace. Dilla turned on her Facebook account. Inside Facebook there was suddenly a man who went into the mailbox to ask him for an acquaintance.
Dilla, who could not sleep, responded until they both seemed familiar and talked about their hobbies and pleasures.
Because tired Dilla finally fell asleep until the morning. Dilla immediately rushed to clean her body, but did not want to wear clothes suddenly his clothes fell. Dilla then changed her clothes with a shirt in Tegar's closet.
Near the table there is a mukena provided mbok Yem, then he used to pray. After the prayer Dilla was confused because she wanted to get out her shirt only.
Meanwhile, Tegar who had woken up immediately exited the guest room and returned to his room. He opened his room which was no longer locked. Then Tegar went into the room, but Tegar was immediately angry when he saw his shirt worn by Dilla.
“Hai girl sonplak. Why are you wearing my shirt? Where are your clothes?” screamed Harder to make Dilla annoyed. Dilla immediately stood in front of Tegar but his bright white shirt made Dilla's sexy and crazy curves more visible to Tegar.
“Basic guys weird and bummer plus stingy. A shirt like this is borrowed cannot. Later sometime I change,” said Dilla
“Somplak girls make me ride apitam only. Then change your shirt with a shirt and shorts next door. The shirt is too transparent and it's your aura clearly visible. Or are you deliberately showing off your curves so that I am captivated by you?” Said Hardcore while picking up a t-shirt and casual shorts for Dilla.
Tegar swallowed his saliva as Dilla suddenly approached him. Rigid felt unable to bear the temptation in front of him directly turned his body towards the bathroom.
“Bener-ener somplak girl who does not know manners. Time with the peda showing the curves of his body makes my soul surfing want to enjoy it,” muttered Hardcore while grumbling into the bathroom.
Dilla who just realized the act then reflected in front of the dressing table in the room Tegar. “Jeez, I'm a really sloppy girl. I shouldn't wear a shirt like this. Really embarrassing. Dilla cupped both her palms covering her face.” Then Dilla changed her clothes with T-shirts and shorts giving Tegar.
After finishing dressing Dilla out of the room then headed to the kitchen that already existed mbok Yem who was preparing breakfast rice. Dilla helps prepare dishes to be served at the table.
After everything is ready mbok Yem called Mr. Ardi for breakfast. Not long after that Mr. Ardi came and was followed by Tegar.
The three of them had breakfast, Tegar was enjoying his meal today for some reason the food tasted good.
“Mbok this who cooked it mbok?” tanya Tegar suddenly made Dilla blush her face because Dilla was cooking.
“The cook non Dilla young master, earlier the mbok just help,” replied the mbok.
“Masak sih mbok. Somplak girl like her can cook this meal?” Tegar was still in disbelief and looked at Dilla as if asking for an explanation. Dilla who was stared at like that could only nod her head as a sign of approving the mbok's statement.