Tease Om Om
Syafira Jealousy!

Shafira climbed the second floor stairs. He just drove Arsyan up to the front porch. So, choose to rest for a while because Si Om and Xander have not yet returned home.

After closing the door of the room, Syafira sat leaning on the bed. Then, he grabs the phone to send a message to Om Victor.

[At noon, what else is my dear? When home? ]

Syafira then sent the message to Victor. Then, the body to obey his drowsiness. Yes, when in the dormitory he will take a nap during the day.

About 15 minutes later, Syafira fell asleep, waking up because her phone was ringing. Got a message from Viktor.

[It's not noon anymore, baby. It's late afternoon, I'm on my way home. Oh yeah what do you want to buy? I'm buying Xander ice cream. You want? ]

[Hoooo. I want some ice cream. Any taste ]

Quick reply Syafira.

[Alright I'll buy you ice cream too ]

Then, Syafira took the time to just open WhatsApp Story, from some numbers stored in the phone box.

There was one that interested him. Story WhatsApp by Aunt Elena. Yes, about 30 minutes ago the woman uploaded a photo of herself, Xander, and Victor standing facing the camera. I don't know who took the photos for them. However, in that frame it looked as if the three people were smiling happily. Not only that the caption written there also makes Syafira's heart burn. ‘Happy little family’ that's the caption Elena wrote in the photo.

Syafira scrunched his forehead. Slowly, the right hand fingers pinched his forehead which felt dizzy. That upload of Elena's WhatsApp Story, set her heart on fire. Then, he intends to confirm it to Victor. Why does the man have to smile? make him feel jealous!

“Dasar aunty Elena said she did not like the same Om Victor, he said he did not want to refer to Om Victor, but still said small family!” grunts with lips forward. “Don't Aunt Elena lie to me, actually she still wants a reference to Victor, but won't admit it!” accuse Syafira. Throwing his phone away, feeling very upset.

When his phone rang Syafira did not immediately pick up her smartphone. Although the phone was from Viktor he did not want to receive a phone call right now.

“Pa when does mom come home?” ask Xander.

The ice cream Victor had bought, to distract his son from asking the mother. It turns out not quite powerful, the evidence has not yet reached the house Xander has asked when his mother will go home. Though the woman, of course, has not arrived at her destination.

“Two months new mom can go home, later we pray will pick up mom at the airport. Let's eat the ice cream first. Papa also bought ice cream for sister Syafira, calm down later you are not lonely brother Syafira will accompany you,” persuaded Victor. With the fingers of his right hand, he gently stroked the back of his son's head.

“Iya Pa,” replied Xander while nodding. Then he continued to enjoy his ice cream.

Pak Kardi increased the speed of the car. Then, he turned and entered the gate that was already open. Stop a four-wheeled vehicle right in the garage. “Master we have arrived,” he said. Get out of the car and open the door for Victor and Xander.

The father and son got out of the car and stepped into the house.

“Iya Ma,” Victor replied. “Where Syafira is, I bought her ice cream.” Victor immediately remembered Syafira who never returned a message from him.

“Syafira is in her room. He came home with his friend,” said Mrs Hani who still remembers Arsyan. A good young man according to him.

“What did Aleta bring her home?” victor asked him to put the ice cream into the refrigerator in the dining room, then went back to the mother.

“Not Aleta, her name is Arsyan. It seems like they were very close Mama agreed that Syafira was dating the young man. He is polite, smart and it looks like he can understand Syafira,”, said Mrs Hani, who was fascinated by Arsyan's attitude.

On the one hand Vistor was relieved because the mother could not suspect him anymore that she had a relationship with Syafira. But on the other hand, he was jealous. It seems Arsyan has managed to take the heart of the mother and about the feeling of love no doubt. The young man, had a deep sense towards Syafira.

Victor gulped, trying to hide the jealous flame in his heart. Nah! He is still in denial, this may not be jealousy. This is just a sense of annoyance because the mama praised Arsyan who incidentally easier than him.

Then, Victor permits to go up to the second floor. He did not immediately meet Syafira who was in his room. The man, it was necessary to regulate emotions before meeting the blue-eyed girl. I decided to shower first. Cold water can always restore his mood. Perhaps, that way he will not be angry at Syafira who returned home ushered by Arsyan. To be honest, Victor didn't want to put him down too much. Moreover, their status was only pretending to be dating. Didn't he have the right to be angry if only Syafira was brought home by Arsyan?

Just as Victor exited the room, he saw Syafira watching TV in the living room. The girl sat on the sofa and focused on the TV screen. He did not even notice the open door. Then Victor moved and sat down next to Syafira.

“What did you fall asleep?” ask Victor to try as supernatural as possible. He must control himself. Can't show his jealousy.

“Iya Om,” replied Syafira ketus, he did not turn his head at all. Both of his matan beads continued to focus on staring at the television screen.

“Es your favorite cream is in the refrigerator. You can take it now,” bargain Victor. He was very sure Syafira would like it.

“Iya Om,” replied Syafira no less Ketus than before. Makes Victor wonder. What was the reason Shafira behaved like that? Did he make a mistake?

“How was it on campus? Can you follow the lesson?” ask Victor to open another conversation.

But this time Syafira did not answer. He chose to play with his smart phone. He opened the phone screen and chose to read an article, which was interesting for him. He was still jealous of the photo.

“Syafira, Did you not hear my question!”

The girl remained silent, not answering any questions from Victor.

“Syafira Why don't you answer! Why are you silent! I made a mistake!” cerca Victor with great emphasis. His net, staring at Syafira sharply. He was angered by being treated that way by his interlocutors.

To be Continue.