Tease Om Om
The Grieving Dinner.

The clock changed, and the day passed. It has been almost a month since that incident.

Syafira never called Om Victor again. He never called her again until this afternoon.

Victor just called. Ask him to come home. There's a family dinner. Yes, the man said that he wanted to introduce the lover to his parents and children. Madam Hani, also asked Syafira to come.

“In your opinion, do I have to come?” syafira asked Aleta who was currently busy working on her next-door lecture assignment.

“Come by, if you are sure and won't feel jealous!” aleta said while observing the laptop screen with fingers continuing to dance on the keyboard screen.

“I'm not jealous,” says Syafira.

“Whatever I am, I deserve to be jealous. You said I didn't deserve Om Victor!” Really, what he said was different from what was in his heart.

It took a lot of courage and strength to be present eaten up family night today.

I could not have come up with the excuse of a lot of college work. Half my heart is curious. What's Natasha Agnesia like?

What kind of wife-to-be of the man who is currently enthroned in his heart.

“You're coming?” ask Aleta to make sure. He looked at Jesslyn who was currently crumbling on the bed.

“Yes dong, I will definitely come!” jesslyn. He was too embarrassed to complain to Aleta. What's going on right now is he's just pretending to forget Victor. However, what happened was that he still cared a lot about Victor. Still can't forget it.

Let's not forget. The more I try to get you out of my mind.

You're getting real in my heart. The more I resist this feeling, the deeper my love for you becomes.

“Then I suggest you should go to the salon first. At least, even if only once Om Victor has to see you beautiful! Must see you become another Syafira than usual.” Aleta gives advice and as usual she will always want the best for Syafira.

“Should?”

“Ya!”

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Syafira was in a taxi. The clock shows half seven nights. She had just finished dressing herself in the salon according to the advice of Aleta.

Her phone rang with a phone call from Mrs Hani. He rarely calls Syafira. When it comes to calling, it means that something is very important until the woman calls him.

“Halo,” greet Syafira while bringing her advanced phone closer to the ear.

“Halo, Yes? You bring it?” ask Mrs Hani from across the phone.

“Iya Madam, I'm coming. I'm still on my way. Before seven o'clock has arrived there,” Syafira said.

“Good if you come, do you know who the woman Victor will introduce, I'm really curious,” he said. Even the woman was very curious as to who the woman the son would introduce.

“Mistress, soon the Madam will know. I have only just heard but I have never seen it in person,” Syafira explained. I don't know what Victor said until the mother was so curious about his future wife.

“Oh yes you are right,” he said cheerfully. “Yes you are here soon yes, later I ask you to ask Victor when he wants to get married! Understand?” pinta Madam Hani.

“Good Mistress, I'll be here soon.” Shafira looked out the glass, she had already arrived at the main gate of the elite housing, the residence of the Erlangga family.

“Good Syafira.”

The phone call just ended. Not until five minutes, he had arrived at the residence of the Erlangga family home.

Shafira got off the taxi. His performance this time was no less than Natasha's. The long hair he tied in half, with a curly on the bottom made him look graceful. Maron color dress with knee length. There are accessories to the left of the collar. It was perfect for Syafira. White color flat shoes, and matching color bag sling. Makes her look different than usual. So endearing.

He entered the house, greeting Mrs Hani, Mr. Herdi, and also Xander who was waiting in the dining room. Victor and Natasha are not there yet.

Syafira, Madam Hani considers the girl a member of the family. You could say, since the divorce from his first wife Victor prefers to pour his heart on Syafira. Therefore, for the time being, he wanted Syafira to be a spy who would give all the information regarding Victor. Started with who is her boyfriend? When will they get engaged? When did they get married?

Syafira unravels the embrace and shakes Mr. Herdi's hand and Xander alternately.

"Sister Syafira, I'm lonely that Sister Syafira lives in a dormitory! I have no friends!” lamented Xander who had been closer to Syafira than the papa who was always busy working.

“Emm, Sunday Sister Syafira will come here, how?” persuade Syafira. Xander, even though he was only four years old, he was a smart boy.

“Appointments.”

Xander stretched out his little finger. “Pinky Promise?”

“Pinky Promise!” Their little fingers are linked to each other.

“Sssst..”

“Sssst..”

"Victor is here!" said Mrs Hani who immediately made everyone sitting there look at them.

The next scene was actually skipped by Jesslyn. Everyone there, proud of the presence of Natasha Agnesia. Mr. Herdi and Mrs Hani appear

proud of his future son-in-law. Likewise with Xander who asked to eat next to his future mother.

Syafira, choose to leave the dining room first. He went to the kitchen, to meet Mbok Atun. Talking to her was more fun than having to hear everyone adore and praise Natasha Agnesia. He's sick!

Wait for. I'm not jealous!

I'm just sick of them.

Yes, I am not jealous!

"Mbok Atun how are you?" sapa Syafira walked over towards the middle-aged woman who was tidying up the tableware.

"Non Syafira, when Non comes, Mbok Atun is good. What about Non-Syafira!" The female servant returned Syafira's embrace.

"I'm from earlier Mbok, good news!" sahut Syafira's.

Not long ago she sat Natasha coming to the kitchen to greet Syafira. He hinted at Mbok Atun, to leave them both.

"So you're Syafira?" whispered Natasha gazed towards the eighteen-year-old girl before her.

"Yes." Yeah." Sayfira nodded deeply.

"I've been told you like Victor? Really true?" Standing right in front of Syafira with both beads eyes on him.

"It's none of your business!" Syafira smiled.

"Just relax, once I'm satisfied playing with him I'll hand it to you. Know it? I'm just not used to being alone, and he's nothing more than a layover when I'm bored!"

I don't know what Natasha's purpose is to say that. What is clear, it managed to make Syafira growled.

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