Tease Om Om
Enchanted.

The five of them walked towards the parking area which was at the front of the hospital courtyard. Syafira walked parallel to Victor, they seemed to be busy chatting something.

Desi, Aleta, and Arsyan walked behind them. Aleta, looks happy to see the closeness of Syafira with Victor, in contrast to Arsyan who continues to stare with a feeling of dislike.

Victor opened the door for Syafira, while his three friends told him to sit in the back seat.

The man sat behind the wheel and started running his four-wheeled vehicle out of the parking area.

Arsyan who sat behind Victor always observed Syafira. The girl, always looking at Victor, made him feel jealous.

“You want to eat first right?” victor's Laughter. Know if Syafira and his three friends have not eaten. From the campus they went straight to the hospital and waited for Syafira.

“No Om!” arsyan replied differently from the other three who answered. “Ya.” Simultaneously.

“Alright I will make sure you eat before, drive you home,” Victor said. Then, four-wheeled vehicles pulled over in a Resto parking area with processed seafood as the main menu.

Everyone, walk into the resto. Then, they sat at an empty table at number three from the cashier.

While sitting down, Victor was busy with his phone. While Arsyan keeps an eye on Syafira who always steals a look at Victor.

It made his chest feel heavy, holding back jealousy.

Waitaminute! Is Arsyan jealous??

NAY!!

Not long after their order came. Five servings of processed squid and gourami with different flavor variants. There is also a warm drink for them.

Syafira who felt insecure about her appearance, permission to go to the toilet. Aleta and Desi come along to accompany him.

Now at that table there are only Arsya and Victor. Si Om is still busy with his phone, in contrast to Arsyan. This opportunity is used to say things that disturb the heart. Victor has to figure it out so as not to go any further than this.

"Om Victor, introduce my name Arsya" said the young man, extending his hand. Now he can clearly see the details of the face of the adult man who is the topic of conversation Syafira and Aleta. The man was indeed handsome with appropriate body proportions. Looks established and near perfect. However, for Arsyan he is the best for Syafira.

"My name is Victor" the man replied, returning Arsyan's handshake. Returning a sharp gaze, from the man younger than her.

"Just right away, Om has no intention of approaching Syafira, right? Me and Syafira are in the approach stage, I don't want Om to be interested in getting close to that girl!" arsya said without blinking he stared intently at Victor. I hope the grown man understands what he means. And not acting much more than this.

"Look, son, I won't interfere with your relationship, Syafira is young, she I consider like a sister, another one she's not my taste!" victor replied firmly deliberately luring the boy. Looking at his gaze that was always looking at him sharply, Victor felt a little disturbed.

"It is good that Shafira is not Om's taste, meaning Om does not know Syafira personally. Oops, I'm afraid Om will be my rival!" sahut Arsyan is getting curious. There is no need to explain how personal Syafira really is.

It could be, Victor would be a tough rival if the man liked or even interested in Syafira. And Arsyan doesn't want that to happen.

"Just be calm I consider Syafira as a sister no more.” Victor said it with great intent.

"I believe, I hope Om Victor will always support my relationship with Syafira,” the young man said expectantly.

"Of course!" suhut Victor, twitching his eyes. In his heart there was not the slightest feeling of love for Syafira.

"But if Syafira likes Om Victor? Is Om gonna pay him back?" arsyan's looking worried. Please be anxious and beware if the man with more charm also wants Syafira.

"No! I told you that I consider Syafira as a sister, I like her as just a sister no more! Remember just as a sister!" sternly Victor was upset. Arsyan kept raving about Syafira and promoting as if she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

"Promise Om won't like Syafira as a woman?" urged Arsyan who began not to be confident. The man in front of him was very charismatic.

“Ya!” the answer.

“Yes Yes Om!”

This time Victor did not answer. He just smiled feeling funny looking at Arysan's behavior as if worried if taking Syafira from his hands.

"What do you like about Syafira?" ask Victor. Saturated was also doubted by the man who was younger than him.

"Syafira is kind, smart, and cheerful, her face is not as pretty as a super model, but she is sweet and not boring, proof for these three years I look at her every day, she said, not bored but I'm getting interested!" arsyan's story reveals facts about Syafira. His eyes sparkled as he talked about the girl.

Victor pulled both corners of his lips, forming a smile. Know what that 17-year-old boy is about women. Elena's wife is beautiful, cheerful, kind, clever, sweet, not boring but the marriage that was built with the scientist is over. Natasha, she's also beautiful, smart, in fact she can't be loyal. The relationship with that woman, it was over even before it went to a more serious level.

The arrival of Syafira, Aleta, and Desi, makes Arsyan silent. The five of them were again busy with the menu before him.

Arsyan looked towards Syafira. Her hair was neatly combed in a horse tie to the back. Her lips looked moist. And her eyebrows look beautiful. Still the same, the two eyes of the girl, it always makes Arsyan fascinated, with blushing cheeks.

Her cheeks were not pink like that. After, returning from the toilet, Syafira and the other two girls looked more presentable.

Syafira began to feed the food into his mouth, then chewed slowly.

"Eat a lot!" pinta Victor enjoys his own food.

"Yes," answered Syafira enthusiastically.

"Come you guys should go home now! It's full, it's time we go home," Victor asked. He also needs to go home and meet his son.

The formation in the car changed. Arsyan did not give Syafira a chance to sit in front. The car starts at a moderate speed.

First, he escorts Desi and Aleta. Only then, drove Syafira in the dormitory.

Put them in the dormitory.

The car stopped at the main gate of the dormitory.

"Thank you Om" said Syafira.

“Iya, equally. If there is something phone, yes!” Victor.

“Sure.” Shafira got out of the car. Walk into the dormitory.

Arsyan looked at the back of Syafira who was walking away from him. There's a sense of tightness inside the chest. Tonight, he learned one thing that Syafira was very fond of Om Victor. Fortunately the man named Victor did not know, and did not like Syafira.

"You're really not interested in Syafira are you?" asked Arsyan to make sure.

"No, I've been married and even though my marriage is over, I can't possibly like an 18-year-old girl your age!" clearly Victor was getting tired of what Arsyan said, as if Syafira had an extraordinary charm.

Until now, Victor has not gotten one reason that made him interested in Syafira as a woman, only to regard her as a younger brother.

"Sorry Om, is Om Victor married?" lirih Arsya said that phrase.

Victor simply nodded, smiling thinly. Looks fine even though his heart is actually being broken because his love story with Natasha has just run aground.

"I'm down here, Om" pinta Arsyan. He'll pick up the bike left on campus.

"Let me drive you!" urged Victor.

"No need!" reject Arsyan.

Victor pulled the car over, let Arsyan down.

"Thank you Om" said the young man.

"Together."

Victor's running his car.

"Damn it" the man muttered when he saw Syafira's phone left in the back seat.

Then, Victor kept walking trying not to care. It was Shafira's fault, for leaving the phone in her car.

A moment later, the man turned his car around and returned to the dormitory! Delivering a smartphone to its owner. I can't care less about Syafira.

Arriving in front of the main gate. Victor immediately got off and permission to enter the princess dormitory. He walked through each hallway and climbed the stairs to the second floor. Walk to the end to Syafira's room.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

Shafira opened the door. Showing her astonished facial expression.

"Yes, what's wrong, Om?" syafira asked, looking at the handsome man from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

"This is your phone left behind.” Victor held out the advanced flat object to Syafira.

“Thank you Om!” The girl smiled revealing her sweetest smile.

Deghs.

Victor was momentarily blown away by that smile. That's exactly what Arsyan said. Syafira was very sweet, and he had just realized.

Glucose.

Victor gulped, there was a sting that made his heart beat.

Unwittingly Aleta's idea of leaving the phone in the Om's car succeeds. In fact, Victor was slightly fascinated with his smile.

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