Tease Om Om
Bikin Dongkol's.

“Are you going to keep crying Syafira?” victor asked hitting the steering wheel in frustration.

“Om Victor!” call Syafira in between her sobs.

“What's up?” Victor looked straight into Syafira's eyes.

“Om Victor is confusing me! Sometimes Om Victor kisses me, as if he wants me! But sometimes Om also scolds me, as if I were the dumbest man on earth! Actually, Victor is angry or likes me!” shafira shouted no longer able to hold back her anger.

The two stared at each other in silence.

“Syafira I'm sorry! I was wrong, sorry I confused you! Let's eat! Surely you are hungry to anger like this!” Victor grabs Syafira's hand and takes her out of the car.

“I'm not hungry Om, I don't want candy, nor do I need chocolate and ice cream!” Syafira unravels the rough fingers of her hands. He tried to wipe away the tears that flooded his cheeks.

“Ya it's important we eat now!” invite Victor to not want a rejection from Syafira. The man got out of the car, walked around in a circle then, opened the car door. Take Syafira down from there.

Then Victor remembered that Syafira was very fond of ice cream. As with Xander, the girl could not avoid a dessert delicacy called ice cream.

“You don't want ice cream?” bargain Victor.

Syafira shook her head strongly, still feeling cocky.

“You sure you don't want to, there's the best ice cream in the world? You can eat as much as you, some taste chocolate, sweet soft with melted chocolate,” persuaded Victor. Understand very well if the girl really likes chocolate and something sweet. Once when I was a kid. After all, he was not comfortable seeing Syafira who was still crying. His eyes are red and puffy. He was sure if anyone saw this scene, they must have thought badly of him. It had made the seventeen-year-old girl cry incessantly.

Syafira remained silent. He likes ice cream but that was it. The taste of sweet ice cream is like being a sweetener in the bitter way of life. Not only that, but the sweet ice cream also brings to mind fond memories with her parents who have passed away. However, ice cream is not her favorite food anymore.

“You can eat everything ice cream you like,” persuade Victor. The man was still trying to persuade Syafira. It seems that it will work because Syafira is no longer crying. Just a sobbing that sometimes escapes the lips of the sweet girl.

This time it wasn't just his eyes. His hands are moving too. Victor is good at making him swallow because he remembers chocolate-flavored ice cream with a large portion of melted chocolate.

“There is a taste of vanilla, brown—,” Victor does not continue his speech. Now he saw a twinkle in Syafira's gaze and face.

Syafira can't forgive. Om's screams and his kisses are still imprinting. However, he could not see Victor continuously coaxing him. Now or later it will still melt as well.

“Come, I want to eat ice cream! ” invite the girl. He rubbed his wet cheek. Take a piece of tissue in the car dashbord to gently press the top of her wet lips.

Victor smiled, he closed the car door. Then, sit behind the wheel. Turn on the car engine and will immediately drive it to a cafe with a super delicious ice cream dish. There is a selection of ice cream and some good snacks in a food court located on the top floor of a building. Victor was sure Syafira would like it.

After a ten-minute drive Victor stopped his car in an underground parking lot of a multi-storey building. Then he invited Syafira to come in. There is an escalator and also an elevator that visitors use to reach the top floor, which is the sixth floor.

Syafira can only obey. Together with four other visitors they entered the elevator.

The door closed, the transportation equipment in the building began to walk up. Take them to the sixth floor.

The door opened, Victor's reflexes grabbed Syafira's hand and led her to the place to eat. When in the crowd, Syafira becomes the center of attention. He has clean white skin. Beautiful face with natural red lips.

Some people glanced at the direction of Syafira, who was still wearing her college outfit. Victor seemed indifferent to people's negative views. He further tightened his hand grip on the fingers of Syafira. Yeah, they look like college kids who have Om-Om girlfriends.

"Don't order ice cream, we choose another meal, it's late in the afternoon we order Steik alone," pinta Victor who suddenly felt very hungry. A medium steak with a sweet spicy sauce made him swallow.

"I want some ice cream" Shafira cheered. He is no longer a child, who is forbidden to eat ice cream when coughing or at night.

For a long time he did not enjoy ice cream, Om Victor himself forbid it.

"We can eat ice cream next time, now choose another food!" tell the man to show his power. I forgot, if ice cream is what makes him can bring Syafira to forgive him.

“Alright!”

Syafira gulps. He had to obey the man's words. It is not good to deny or reject it.

Before long, medium steak and masshed potato dishes. On the table number nine.

Victor, who for a few days was not eating, became very excited. In contrast to Syafira who seemed reluctant to eat the dishes in front of him.

*Are those angry Om or me? Why is Om more eager to eat than me? Inner Syafira.

“Why don't you eat it Sya!” ask Victor.

“I told you, Om, I'm not hungry! I want ice cream instead of steik!” kekeh Syafira's.

“Other times we find ice cream again, but not now!” ban Victor makes Syafira feel arrogant.

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