Tease Om Om
This Taste Never Gone.

Natasha is home. The dinner is over. Now there is only Mrs Hani and Syafira who are busy helping Mbok Atun clean the dining table.

“Syafira,” call Mrs Hani.

“Iya, Mistress,” Syafira says. Still busy picking and separating the dirty dishes and spoons.

“You go upstairs, talk to Victor you know he can't open up if you talk to me?” pinta Madam Hani. Trusting Victor's problems with Syafira.

“But Madam, I haven't chatted with Om Victor in a long time. What if Om Victor won't open with me?” Syafira stopped his activities. If you still have to talk to Victor, it means tonight he can't go back to the dorm. It's already half nine. The dormitory's closing at nine.

“ Anyway I believe in you Syafira,” said Madam Hani with a smile on her lips.

“Lantas, what should I ask?” Actually Syafira did not want to interfere too much especially after understanding that Natasha only played with Victor.

“Ask, when will he propose to Natasha, and when will they get married! And most importantly, she could be a good mother to Xander or not! ” Mrs Hani looks impatient to hear the good news. Not without reason, he just wants Victor not to be lonely. And Xander had a mother figure accompanying him.

“Now?” Syafira. Ever since that embarrassing incident back then, awkwardness has been brewing between her and Victor.

“Yes, let it be me and Mbok Atun who take care of it!” Madam Hani smiled again to encourage Syafira.

“Good Mistress, Om Victor in her room?” I still feel reluctant to meet that guy. There was more worry in his heart. Natasha's? Should he convey Natasha's bad intentions towards Victor?

“If not in his room, in room Xander.” Madam Hani actually handed over the question to Syafira.

Syafira walked up the stairs to the second floor. The first room near the end of the stairs was Victor's. Xander's room is opposite Victor's. There is a fairly spacious living room that gives distance between the rooms. Shafira's room used to be next to Xander's.

The first time Syafira stepped into Victor's room. He knocked on the door slowly. “Om Victor,” call him slowly.

“Shortly,” voice from within. Not yet seen, Syafira has been made groggy just by hearing his voice from the Om.

Cklek.

The door to the room is open. Syafira was forced to look up to look at the man's face. Yes, the man who did not glance at him even once, even though he had gone to the salon.

“Om, Mrs Hani asked me to talk to Om, OM already want a break?” ask Syafira.

Say dong, OM.

Tell him that Om is sleepy, and we'll talk next time!.

“Come in, we do need to chat! There are some questions too that I want to ask you,” said the man. A happy hue still radiated on his face.

“We talk on the balcony only Om, besides I'm not good if Om's girlfriend knows, I dare to go into the room Om.” Syafira turned around, but Victor grabbed her hand and led her into the room.

Really am. Syafira's heart was timid just because of the man's touch.

“Balkon my room.” Victor was excited to open the room door that led to the balcony. Then, they sat on the rattan chair that was there.

Shafira turned her gaze to look up at the sky which was strewn with stars with the moon as the king of the night. Bright, as bright as Victor's heart at the moment.

“Om happy?” ask Syafira.

“So when OM wants to get engaged with him, it seems Om is impatient to inaugurate your relationship. Then, introducing Natasha to everyone,” Syafira said this time he really hopes what Natasha said is just a lie. So that he can still hope with Victor. Yeah, I hope so. By now, Syafira had realized how much love she had offered Victor. The happiness of the man and Xander was paramount.

“Sure, I'll get her engaged soon. If possible before the end of the year I want to marry her,” said Victor. For a moment he looked at the phone screen. Shifted his thumb then, replying to a message from his lover. Syafira, yes maybe he won't have a chance. Being the object of the photo that was exposed to be the cellphone wallpaper of Victor Erlangga. Back, jealousy creeped into his little heart.

“What Om have asked with Xander?” search Syafra. From the giraffe it seems Victor has never asked directly with his son.

“Not yet,” answers are down.

“What if Xander doesn't agree?” Syafira was afraid that the man who had once hurt her was hurt because of another woman. And Xander, it's not impossible that the four-year-old will also be injured if Natasha just plays around.

“I'm sure Xander agrees. Tomorrow I will take him to Lombok with Natasha, you can come too, you come along Syafira!” victor's Proposal.

“No OM, Monday I have a lecture schedule,” reject Syafira.

“Ijin one day? How?” force Victor. “Again I am sure your grades will not go down just because of permission to go to college one day! You want to!”

Syafira. A vacation? Who does not want a free holiday to Lombok! It's just, it's the same poison that burns his heart when he sees Victor and Natasha together.

“Come on, you want to!” Victor approached and again grabbed Syafira's hand.

Deghs.

“Good Om, I want to! But with one Terms!”

“What?” Victor stared deeply into the bead of the twelve-year-old girl's eyes, and immediately made Syafira blush.

“If you can, Om do not rush to establish a relationship with Kak Natasha. I think she's still thinking about a lot of things to be willing to marry and be a connecting mother to Xander!” pinta Syafira sincerely. He could not convey directly what Natasha said in the kitchen. He did not want his relationship with Victor to stretch again.

“Calm down, I know which one is best for me Sya!.”

“And I'm a woman Om, a fellow woman, I know a good woman and a bad one to be a mother to Xander.”

“What Natasha is not good for Xander, you mean so?” urged Victor.

“Try Om himself who asked with Xander, all this time Om chose a great wife in bed? Or a bauk mom for Xander?” Syafira moved from her seat. He did not wait for Victor to answer he immediately came out of the room Om.

How could it be, Victor who clearly chose Natasha compared to him. However, the man was still very handsome even just while standing and breathing.

Syafira condemns his own stupidity.

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