Tease Om Om
Victor's Effort.
Syafira just got home from work. He got off Arsyan's car. Then walk in through the main gate of the dormitory. He and Arsyan are both tired, so they just wave their hands.
There was no one, except the security guard. But suddenly, when Syafira passed through the hallway to the stairs. Victor walked up to him. I don't know when the man was waiting for her on the stairs.
“You just got home? Let's talk for a minute,” pinta Victor while pulling Syafira's hand lead him to sit in the waiting chair.
“Sorry, why did Om Viktor come here?” syafira asked, slowly she brushed the man's hand away.
“Of course to talk to you Sya, what else,” said Victor again grabbed Syafira's fingers.
“Nothing we can talk about again Om?” They both looked at each other for quite a while. “Oh yes I forgot, thanks for everything. Thank you for raising me and giving everything for me. Now, it's time for me to get out of Om so I don't depend on Om Victor.” Syafira stared for a moment at the man's face. Then he turned around, intending to leave the Om.
“Who let you go from home. Don't fuck! I never asked you to leave the house. Especially asking you to work. Here I still have a lot of money to support you Sya!” Victor threw away the face of not wanting Syafira to see how cowardly she was, right now.
“Not the money I'm looking for Om! But I'm looking for experience! So that I am more independent and not dependent on anyone. Does not depend on Om Victor, nor all members of the Erlangga family!” syafira.
“Although you want to work or find experience, finish your studies first Syafira. Let's go home now! Don't refuse my invitation!” Victor grabbed Syafira's hand and grasped it tighter, not intending to let go.
“Syafira go home. You tortured me with your words like that. I'm sorry, for what's happened lately. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to play you. I beg you to go home,” ask Victor sincerely. He admitted to being wrong, he should not have played Syafira.
“I've decided not to go back to that house again. Om Victur can leave right now, I'm tired I still have college assignments and tomorrow I have to work too!” Syafira tries to quibble.
“Didn't you hear me, Shay! Go home!” pinta Victor once again.
“For what I came home Om Victor. I have a place to live here and now I have a job. If I go home Arsyan will go further when I drive me home from work!” syafira.
“Well Safira I will take you home from work and pick you up, but come home now! Please go home now! I can't— can't see you both with Arsya. I can't see you approaching another man! Go home Sya.” Victor pleads. The reason he lied to Syafira was because he wanted the girl to stay at home. However, in fact Safira still left the house!
“I don't know what Om Victor means! Did Om Victor ask me to go home, only to be kept playing. I was a little boy, Om! I'm not Aunt Elena! I'm not Natasha Agnesia's top model either. I'm just Syafira— Ah come!” Syafira stopped her speech. Free to tell Vivktor. If that man is the only one. And remains the only one, enthroned in his heart.
“Release Om!” Syafira brushed off the rough hand of Victor who kept trying to hold his fingers. Then with a remnant of power, he tried to run away leaving Victor. Climbing the stairs for the stairs. Heading to his room at the end.
To be Continue...