Tease Om Om
Get married!

Victor picks Syafira back from college. Along the way they continued to talk and tell stories until Victor and Syafira arrived at the Erlangga family residence. Victor stopped his car in the garage.

The weather outside is still raining heavily while the distance of the garage with the terrace is quite far. If the two of them ran into the rain then they would get wet. If they stay in the car. When will the rain stop?

“Syafira I love you eh— sorry I mean. Let's go down,” take Victor.

“Om Victor likes me?” tanya Syafira made sure. For a moment he felt that what he had just heard was just a delusion.

“Iya, I like you Syafira!” replied Victor firmly.

“Lantas?” syafira asked hoping Victor would shoot him. Declare love, and ask for it as a lover.

“I like you, I don't want us to just pretend to be dating, I want us to date and get to know more. Then, I will marry you Syafira!” Victor.

Degh's!

Om Victor discussing remarrying? Honestly Syafira's mind hasn't gone that far.

“Why Syafira? Don't you want to marry me?” ask Victor. He turned the car keys, then began to drive them at moderate speed.

“Emmm ...,” murmured Syafira, hesitate to reply.

“That's a risk Syafira, because you love Om-Om who is a widower, it means you must be ready to get married in the near future! At least after you finish semester one, I can and will try to wait. How?” Victor. It was enough for him to play around.

“Emmm ...,” Syafira really does not know what to answer.

Silent. Victor awaits an answer from Syafira.

“You don't have to answer it now Syafira! We'll talk about this again in a week or two. Understand!” said si Om.

“Iya Om!”

Victor got out of the car. Walk around, opening the door for Syafira.

“Wear this! I don't want Mr. Joko or any other male servant to see him!” victor said, pointing to Syafira's chest. “The color is blacken!” open the car door.

“Not black!” sahut Syafira crossed both hands.

“Black, obviously I saw it!” chortle Victor.

“Not black but navy!” said the girl.

Victor grabbed Syafira's hand and took her running through the forest. So that Madame Hani does not suspect. They entered the house and went into their rooms.

Syafira decided to take a bath in the bathroom downstairs. Xander and Lady Hani were nowhere to be seen. The house is very quiet.

Even so with the servants who do not see the trunk of his nose.

Syafira let the cold water flow, soaking his body. Now he's going crazy. When he closed his eyes, he saw Victor in front of him. “What is this called love?” shafira smiled to herself. Yes, this is love. That's what he's been feeling for years. Loving in silence.

Fifteen minutes is enough time for Shafira to complete all her bathing rituals. He's already wearing warm clothes. Out of the bathroom stepped into the kitchen intending to make chocolate to warm her body.

In the kitchen, there was no one. The girl poured the chocolate powder, then sucked with warm water. To be able to drink immediately.

Taps..

Taps..

Taps..

There was the sound of steps approaching. Syafira looked back and found Victor standing behind her.

“Bby!” answer the man. Keep watching Syafira. The sweet smell of her soap made her want to be near Syafira.

“Before, Syafira make one for Om?” saith.

“No need Syafira, I have another way to drink it!” Victor grabs Syafira's waist and kisses her. The strawberry lips are now chocolate-flavored.

The two netra Syafira turned their backs. Didn't expect Victor to be so brave. Kiss her in the kitchen and there could be a waitress even Madame Hani would see her.

Victor stopped the kiss. They look at each other. Before Syafira had protested Victor regained control of Syafira's lips in his kiss. “You're mine Syafira!” ogre.

Idaar ...

There was a thunderstorm. They both stopped their activities. Then go into each room. Not ready if the house people know their relationship. Especially Mrs Hani and Pak Jaya.

Victor arrived at his room, as did Syafira. Still wanting to chat with Syafira Victor decided to call the girl

Syafira's phone rings. There's a call from Victor.

The girl immediately shifted the green color icon on her phone screen.

“Halo Om!” greet Syafira. He just closed the door.

“Hello, Syafira. You afraid of lightning?” ask the man.

“I'm more afraid of Mrs Hani than of lightning!” sahut Syafira's.

“My m's not that scary, honey. We should be able to leave Syafira tonight, how about we go tomorrow?” bargain Victor.

“Yes, Om, outside the heavy rain and never subside! I'd rather be in the room and hide behind this warm blanket!” syafira. Hiding his whole body under the blanket.

“You cold?” ask the man.

“Yes, I take a cold shower, in the bathroom there is no water hitter like in the bathroom in the room Om Victor!” syafira.

“Do I need to go to your room now?” bargain Victor.

“You what?” Syafira.

“Warming you!” seduce the Om.

“No Om no need!” reject Syafira.

“Yes, I'm just kidding!” Victor.

“Emm..”

“Ya is already Syafira, you rest yes!” order Victor. He will call Juna to find out information from his client earlier.

“Yes, Om?!”

“See you!”

“See you, too!”

The phone call ended.

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