Tease Om Om
Syafira.

That night, Victor really couldn't sleep. The shadow of Syafira's face paced in his mind. Then, he decided to send a message to Syafira.

Victor [Sweetie, are you asleep? ]

Syafira : [Not yet, Om ]

Victor [I want to talk. ]

Syafira : [ Yes. ]

Syafira waited for Victor to call her. However, the ringtone of his phone did not make a sound.

The girl kept waiting until a message from Victor came back.

Victor: [Open the door, I'm in front of your room! ]

Syafira's hands shook. The clock on his phone shows ten o'clock at night. And Victor was in front of his room.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

There was a faint knocking on the door. Syafira with her trembling body immediately opened the door.

And...

Si Om, standing right in front of him. The man wore a black casual t-shirt in a cozy pair of shorts. Syafira is glued to see Victor's disheveled hair.

“We should talk Syafira?” victor Pinta.

“Emmm..,”

“Can I go into your room?” ask Victor.

“Or do we talk in my room only?” bargained for.

Syafira turned towards her messy room. “We talk tomorrow Om, it's night!” reject Syafira.

“Can't Syafira, I want us to talk now!” chortle Victor.

“All right we talk in room Om Victor only!” sahut Syafira's. The girl snatched her warm clothes then followed Victor's walking pace first.

For the second time he went into Victor's room. The room where the man snatched his first kiss. No, it's not a snatch. Because Syafira also likes it.

“Syafira,” watered Victor while reaching for Syafira fingers.

“Yes, Om!” answer Syafira. Looking up at the look in the eyes of the handsome man. A little strange because the usually neat hair of the Om looks disheveled.

“Tomorrow, after school I will take you out to eat and walk together, there is something I want to say,” Victor said. I really want to express my feelings tonight. However, Victor hesitated. He wanted to make a special moment for a special girl like Syafira.

“Om can tell me by message or phone!” syafira said with a smile. Om Victor's face, looks different. With a smile that he often held.

“No Syafira! Because I miss you too!” reply Victor.

“Rindu?” tanya Syafira made sure.

They looked at each other for a long time.

“Can I hug you?” ask Victor.

Syafira nodded with a smile. A second later, Victor grabs Syafira's waist and they embrace.

“Syafira, let's start all over again. I really want to fight for our relationship,” Victor said.

Hearing Victor Syafira's words quietly felt pleased. Is his love truly reciprocated. He always tried not to be easily persuaded, but if Victor asked him he was always off guard.

Victor parses the hug. He led Syafira to the balcony of her room. The sky was still overcast, the wind blowing and hitting his face gave a cold and romantic feeling.

The man sat leaning back and carried Syafira in his lap.

“Honey!” lirih Victor's. He really felt shady but did not know what to do.

“Iya.” Syafira looked up at Victor who was behind her.

“Are you still vigilant and can't trust me anymore?” ask Victor.

The girl nodded.

“For next we will be dating secretly or how?” ask Victor again. He did not want Syafira to be uncomfortable. The most important thing for him was that Syafira was happy and remained by his side.

“Emm ...,” murmured Syafira. He doesn't know what to answer. It was completely unthinkable Victor would ask such a question. “I don't know, Om?” answer Syafira.

“For a while, we hide-hide first, later after we are both ready I will convey it to Mama, you want?” bargain Victor.

“Iya, Om, I am also not ready if Madam Hani and Pak Jaya, know that I actually like Om Victor!” syafira.

“I like you too, Syafira!” victor Sahut. “This time I will fight!”

“Om, like me?” tanya Syafira made sure. “Not pretend right?”

“Iya, I like you Syafira!”

“It's late, I'll take you back to your own room Syafira!” victor's Proposal. He led the girl to stand up.

“Yes, Om!”

“Tomorrow I'll take you to college, and I'll make sure to pick you up!” victor said as he walked towards Syafira's room. They join hands and feel comfortable.

“Ready, Om!”

“Great sleep Syafira!”

“Om also yes!”.

The man nodded and continued to stare towards Syafira, until the door closed. The man went back into his room.

Victor held his chest. Syafira made him feel happy. Even unconsciously Victor smiled himself because he managed to snatch Syafira from Arsyan.

To be Continue...