Tease Om Om
Reckless?

Syafira and Aleta were sitting a bit away from the crowd. However, from his current seat. He could see clearly the four models who were posing.

"Say which one is Om Victor's lover?" ask Syafira. His two beads kept his eyes fixed on the four beautiful models who were gracefully showing their best angel on camera.

"No, you'll know for yourself! I'm afraid I'm wrong!" aleta. Honestly speaking, he came to AX studio right now just because he wanted to make Syafira aware. Yeah, well enough over the years he's felt one-sided love. Isn't that so sad. When you love someone and that person never knows. Not to be jealous, not to protest. But always be wary and hurt if the man is close to others. Honestly, Aleta did this for the sake of Syafira's mental health.

Syafira gave up not wanting to press Aleta again. Every now and then looking at the wrist, it had been almost an hour that they were there. However, there was no sign of Victor arriving.

And the view of Syafira then turned to a car that stopped in the parking area. Luxury SUV car, black color that is very familiar. Yeah, that car belongs to Om Viktor.

Syafira's heart is racing. Waiting for who gets out of the car. Sure enough, the next second the figure of Victor got down from the car. No other and no, he is Viktor Erlangga.

Aleta and Syafira looked at each other.

"Tu's right?" aleta Mummings. They just looked at Victor. Hope to worry who the super model is on the approach.

Their guess is wrong. Because Victor apparently did not greet one of the four super models. The man talked for a moment with the photographer and got back in the car.

"You see that? Om Victor did not approach anyone, he did not speak to anyone" Shafira protested. He was upset that Aleta did not tell him who the lover of the man he adored was.

"Wait, Yes!" prevent Aleta from reaching for her best friend's hand. "Om Victor, it is impossible to blatantly show who the woman who became his lover was. You just don't know, he couldn't possibly carelessly show it in a public place either!" obviously Aleta was mimicking her brother.

Syafira. There is also a truth to the words of his best friend.

"What should we do?" Syafira. Just keep quiet while watching Victor's car from a distance.

"We wait until the shoot is over, I'm sure there's someone waiting for Om Victor. Look, he's still in the car." Aleta is powerless to say that Victor's lover is Natasha Agnesia.

Both of Shafira's hands were glistened in front of her chest. Trying to be patient. If Victor's car hasn't left. It meant that there was someone waiting for him.

Silent. Still waiting with boring experience.

"Who do you think among the four models is Om Victor's girlfriend?" Aleta tried to break the silence between them.

"All I know is Natasha Agnesia" Syafira said. "I hope it's not her, she's too pretty and I'm also amazed by some of her achievements" he added, staring at the model with one eye.

Deghs.

"Hopefully it wasn't in-" Aleta's remark came to a halt as she saw Natasha Agnesia, the woman quietly left the photo shoot and walked towards Victor's car.

Syafira followed Aleta's view.

Jamb.

Not diakan?

Don't tell Om Victor Erlangga's girlfriend Natasha Agnesia.

This dream?

Syafira shook her head slowly, watching the model climb into Victor's car.

"I'll be there now!" excitedly.

"Stop, don't embarrass yourself!" prevent Aleta from holding her best friend's wrist.

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Victor's waiting for Natasha in the car. He just got off and greeted the photographer who happened to be his partner.

Sometimes, he felt sick of having to be secretly like this. However, his love for the model. Make the man hold on and be willing to wait.

Not long after, Natasha walks towards Vicktor's car. It was with great pleasure that the man opened the door and welcomed her.

"You tired?" ask Victor while opening a hug.

"My longing overcame my fatigue" Natasha said. Replying to the lover's embrace. Then, they both kissed. Very deep, wet, and lustful.

"Should it be now?" natasha Goda. Like Victor, he wanted the same.

"Yes." Yeah."

Victor nodded in spirit.

"Wait!"

"What's up, baby!"

"Yesterday, who came to the apartment?" natasha asked just now remembering, what she wanted to ask her lover.

"Emm, she's Syafira!" victor Sahut. Sit back and look ahead.

"Who is Syafira, so presumptuous to enter your apartment, have no manners!" objurgation. Natasha's voice tone was rising. Remember, someone who came to Victor's place when they made love.

"Oh, don't be angry. I was wrong!" Victor tries to dampen his lover's emotions.

"Who's the girl?"

Natasha closed her eyes. Given how disrespectful the girl named Syafira was.

"So Syafira was the son of Marisa and Justine" he explained briefly.

"Who else, them?" Natasha, I won't stop before I get a full answer.

"When I was in college in London, I lived in Marisa and Justine's house, they were Syafira's dead parents!" victor Sahut. The bitter incident flashed back in his mind.

"Lantas, why can Syafira be with you! Even he has no kinship with you at all!" The crap in Natasha's heart, has not diminished at all.

"Yes, twelve years ago, I was the only one he knew!" answer Victor. Yes, the fateful incident that befell the parents of Syafira, it does not feel like he has been caring for Syafira for twelve years.

"Did he have no family or relatives?" Natasha's two eyebrows are intertwined, feeling pity.

"Maybe he has a grandfather or a brother, it's just that I don't know where! No one's been looking for her all this time" Victor explained. Look at the woman beside him. "That's it, forgive him! Anyway I told him to come," he added grabbing the lover's fingers and then grasping it.

"So, she comes to the apartment often?" accuse Natasha. His eyes narrowed and immediately shook Victor's hand that was clutching his fingers.

"Only once a month, to take his monthly money," Victor explained. Returning to Natasha's fingers and wrapped her hands around the woman's waist. "Don't tell me you're jealous, and it triggers a fight between us!"

"No I'm not jealous, he's just a kid. And I'm sure you can't possibly be interested in a boy!" natasha said.

"Yes, baby!" Victor kissed the lover's forehead. Long enough, dampen his emotions.

"Okay, we're pulling it out now!"

"We eat, then what hotel is my apartment?" ask Victor.

"Don't go to the apartment! I don't want that girl to catch us anymore!"

"Yes, my love!"

Both corners of Victor's lips widened. Form a smile. "We'll just go to the hotel!" said it.

Then, he started the car engine and started running it towards the nearest five-star hotel.

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