
At night the atmosphere of the Erlangga family residence was silent. The living room has been tidied up, arranged as before.
Mrs Hani and Mrs Jaya are resting in her room. Even so with mbok Atun and Anik. They looked tired, and rested faster than the night before.
Elena, who had intended to stay the night and apologize to Xander, was in her son's room. Yes, he enjoys quality time alone with his son, who is currently exactly 5 years old. There was no Victor or anyone else there. There's only Xander and Elena.
Unlike Elena who was almost asleep because she was tired. Syafira was also in the room. However, he did not intend to sleep. There are other things that he must do besides having to bill an appointment to Om Victor. He will also ask for a gift for the services he has done, which is to make Elena present at Xander's birthday party.
Safira grabbed her smart phone. That flat and sophisticated object was the only means of communication that connected Victor with him, right now without having to move places. He could have come to the room of the Om who was not too far from his room, and was on the same floor. It's just that his legs still hurt, the only way is communication via message.
[Om ]
Syafira called Victor via a short message through one of the messaging apps on his phone. Tonight, too, he must be clear about what he agreed the night before.
[ Yes ]
Syafira's lips came forward. The reply message from Om was no less short than the message he had sent.
[I want to talk, Om where is it. Don't find a way to avoid, Om not a hypocrite who will break a promise! I need to write down the hadith!
The Prophet said: The sign of a hypocrite is three; when he says he is lying, when he promises to disavow, and if he is trusted to betray. ]
With a passionate spirit Syafira sent the message to the Om.
Syafira waited a long time for a message from Victor. Si Om, I never reply to a message even though it has opened a message that he sent.
The two beads of Syafira's eyes glanced at his wuker clock which was above the nightstand. It's only been eight over twelve minutes, but it feels like it's been night once. Maybe today was a pretty exhausting day.
Almost bored Syafira waiting for a reply to a message from Si Om. However, he was suddenly startled by the sound of knocking on the door.
“Syafira open the door!” lirih Victor, while knocking slowly on the door of the room.
Suddenly Syafira died of style. He thought Victor wanted to communicate via message, but the man came and asked him to open the door.
There was no choice lai Syafira, opened the door and the Om barged into his room.
“Why does Om get in here? What if Madam Hani or Aunt Elena knew,” asserted Syafira. He doesn't want to get in trouble.
“Mama's asleep, and Elena's in Xander's room. I was lonely, I used to sleep in Xander's room, and now I can't sleep even after feeling tired!” complained Victor. Without hesitation he laid his body beside Syafira, in the single bed of the girl who was very narrow if used for two people.
Silent.
A position like this made Syafira shuffle. He could only shut up and try to enjoy his heart pounding even more.
“I'm not a hypocrite. I will keep my promise to you. First, I'll pretend to be your girlfriend. And secondly, I will also give you a gift because you have managed to persuade Elena to attend Xander's party!” victor said in a whispering voice, then he changed his sitting position to face Syafira wine.
Deghs.
Syafira's blood flow goes faster in line with the pounding of her hanger.
“Then what tonight are we officially pretending to be dating Om?” tanya Syafira made sure. Before he could hear the statement coming out of Victor's lips, Syafira refrained from cheering. No, he doesn't want to feel disappointed.
“Good Om, let's make the game!” sahut Syafira's. He then opened the Microsoft word application on his phone screen. Then, type the points he will submit during pretending to date with the Om.
Victor didn't do anything. There's nothing he wants. And there was no profit for him following the game from the girl. He was just waiting for Syafira, who was currently busy writing his demands.
Victor was still patiently waiting for what Syafira was doing. After all, now he was not worried that the mother would reprimand him into the kama Syafira. Yes, Victor has disabled all CCTV on the second floor. That way all his movements can no longer be monitored by the mother.
“It's Om,” Syafira said giving her phone after waiting for quite a long time.
“What is this?” Victor opened his eyes wide. Prepare to read the results of Syafira typing.
Agreements and Rules of Pretending to be dating.
Party 1: Syafira.
Party 2: Om Victor.
The rules.
The show will last for six months.
The second party, must help the first party learn.
At least three times in one week, the second party will take the first party to go to college. If there is no work outside the city.
Every night the second party invites the first party. Dinner in romantic place. Mandatory hand in hand.
No kiss of lips or touch of any other shape makes the second party excited!
The contract can be terminated if one, falls in love or has a special relationship with another person.
“What is this only?” ask Victor. He shook his head with all the contents of the rules Syafira made. All, too damning himself.
“Iya, Om only that.” Syafira widened both corners of her lips and smiled. He did not want to show his happiness.
“Syafira, I will read it more carefully. I think there are some things I need to change! after all, here you are offering this idea, so I am the one who is more entitled to make the rules!" Victor got up from sitting down, and he steadied Syafira. Look at the scar on his knee.
“What Om object to the rules?” shafira urged, disappointed. He just wanted to spend more time with Victor. However, it seemed that the man was already preoccupied with his work.
Victor shook his head slowly. “Good sleep! I'll give you the answer tomorrow!” shush that man. Pinched softly Syafira's cheek, then she came out of the room of the young girl.
To be Continue.
Lunass, though,
Tomorrow's 3 more chapters.