Annelyn And Om Bimo

Cravings

Putting on a flat face, Annelyn embraced Bimo's arm. Whispering spoiled as if the beautiful woman was just a shadow.

" Dear .." The melodious sound that perched in Bimo's ears made his heart beat fast.

Annelyn called him darling? No matter that everything was just acting, clearly her flowery heart got a sweet greeting from the sweetest woman in her life.

" Who is this, Bim?" The beautiful woman with the fair complexion stared at Annelyn's astonishment.

" Oh hi.. Annelyn, Mas Bimo's future wife". Annelyn stretched out her hand.

The woman looks shocked, as if in disbelief, Bimo a man who refuses to commit to having a wife? Just like a dream.

Realizing from her daydream, the woman welcomed Annelyn's helping hand.

" Clara, I'm sorry for what I said, I.."

" No problem Clara, I'm fine. Everyone has a past. And you're just Mas Bimo's past right? So why apologize. Or.. do you intend to be his future??" Annelyn asked playfully, even before Clara finished her explanation.

Bimo was already as pale as a ghost, for some reason he felt a negative aura that would welcome him later. Usually she never cared about the thoughts of others, but if that person was Annelyn, she was helpless especially when her naughty girl acted.

Clara almost choked on her own saliva, Annelyn did not even give her face in such an elegant manner.

Hahaha, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, Annelyn's not loud crisp laughter, startled the two figures before her.

" I'm just kidding Clara, are you so pale? Sorry"

Clara did not respond, Bimo took Annelyn away first. She didn't want Annelyn to know her bad past. Of course Bimo knew it was bad, but the turmoil of his young soul could not be stopped, a curiosity that ended in dependence.

"What the hell Om, I still want to play with a land crocodile bedmate!" Annelyn sneered, her hands folded under her chest, making something that was already swollen look even more swollen.

Bimo's eyes glared, not because of the words of Annelyn's ceplos, but something that was spilled before his eyes. This little boy is not fit to be called a child anymore.

Sometimes Bimo feels hard on his own, having to endure feelings of love and other feelings, especially in the apartment, Annelyn always appears as if Bimo is not a man. Shorts or short skirts that are always combined with loose shirts, which are loose still show something big.

"That's just the past, Lyn. " Bimo looked down, looking closely at Annelyn's eyes. The little girl had an average height of 157 cm.

" Huh, your past is not far from yes"

" I'm a grown man, Lyn" Bimo's voice rattled. He was all his might looking into Annelyn's eyes without even glancing at something peeking.

Damnit. It seemed like later tonight she could not sleep well after seeing that tantalizing sight.

" You know, why don't you just get married?". Her spring fingers sucked in a cheese-studded mini cake.

" I .."

" Can't move on?" Annelyn interrupted, then took a small bite of the cake that felt melted in the mouth.

Bimo still looked closely at Annelyn's beautiful eyes, hoping to express how much he loved her, even willing to be single for life to take care of Annelyn. For the sake of finding a man who can love Annelyn limitlessly, unconditionally.

" I can't move on from a woman who never even knows how I feel" One hand stroked Annelyn's hair.

What try for. Looking at Bimo's eyes, there was a strange feeling appearing in Annelyn's heart. A little awkward, different than usual, the atmosphere is not suitable for a ponakan and Omnya.

***

One week passed, Annelyn and Bimo's life went smoothly, they were not worthy of being called Om and pounding, they were more suitable to be called lovers. Darling dear feelings of one-sided love and the status of their relationship as if not possible.

Tok tok tok tok

" Om, open the door"

Tok tok tok tok

Silent.

"Of.." Annelyn's voice hung as Bimo opened the door of her room. At one in the morning, midnight blind, Bimo woke up to the noise of his children.

" There's still dinner left, Lyn"

Half Bimo's life was still drifting along with his beautiful dream of making out with his heart, which turned out to be now standing in front of him.

Only wearing short sleeping pajamas with low cleavage. That must have been his battle armor when he was with Dimas first.

" I'm craving sate Padang, Om"

Pinta Annelyn half whined.

" Morrow morning, we go to the restaurant, there is satay Padang." Bimo did not even want to look at the amazing scenery in front of him.

"I want it to be a wobble, Om. Eaten in front of his cart, his asep teruuss steaming, tasty Om"

No. gabe. Bimo could no longer stand in front of Annelyn, this annoying dream made her lust uncontrollable when she saw Annelyn's appearance. His body stiffened at an inopportune time.

Desperate in his dirty heart to complete a delayed dream with concrete action. Huh he needs to be wrapped in a blanket, it is impossible that midnight must be soaked to relieve desire. He's going crazy.

" Ooommm. Come on, "Annelyn whines, swinging Bimo's arm back and forth.

Bimo was afraid, unable to hold on.

" Oh Lyn, can't the nights not be troublesome?? I just went to bed, Lyn. You haven't given me a break this day. I have to work tomorrow morning."

Deghs.

Slowly Annelyn let go of Bimo's arm. Bimo's stern words flowed slowly without any scolding intent. It's just that the mood of pregnant women who experience a broken home, with a heart that is still chaotic, responds to it as a form of dislike.

Annelyn was still pecking at the door when Bimo closed the door of her room. Her tears were dripping, drenching her smooth cheeks.

I'm strong, I can, where was the once-adult, independent Annelyn????

Living with Bimo, with various sweet treatments that indulge, makes Annelyn complacent, even forgetting her strong identity and not easily whining.

Walking out of Bimo's room, Annelyn entered his room. Just for a little while, then out again, this time wearing a jacket and carrying a wallet out of Bimo's apartment.

A week ago, at eleven o'clock in the evening, while returning home from a party, Annelyn saw a sate Padang wagon in the city park. Neatly lined with other carts that present a variety of heavy and light tombs.

Annelyn walked down the sidewalk, a city park just 100 meters from the Apartment. Not too far.

On a cold night, Anne hugged herself. He does not worry about being kidnapped, pickpocketed or bullied by thugs. The Omnya Apartment is included in an elite environment.

The road to the city park is also very crowded even in the middle of the night. Many young couples who also stay up late in the city park, in addition to a good place, snacks are also delicious and cheap. He used to eat Padang satay in the city park with Dimas.

Not long after, Annelyn arrived in front of the Padang satay cart, there were about seven people in line, Annelyn sat down like the rest of the people.

" Anne". The hoarse voice of someone Annelyn wanted to avoid.

Annelyn felt her throat choking, nothing could come out of her mouth to answer Dimas' greeting. Even his body stiffened unable to look back though.

Dimas stepped over to Annelyn, now that the two figures had faced each other, Dimas looked down at Annelyn, while Annelyn looked up at the man she loved so much.

" How are you, Lyn? What are you doing here?" Dimas asked after sitting opposite Annelyn.

" told? Good news, Mas. I crave sate Padang"

Deghs.

Annelyn was flabbergasted, her hand reflexively holding her flat stomach.

The dimas? He was more than shocked. Eyes glazed.

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