ARINDAS

What was?

The rain just stopped. However, the overcast sky still enveloped Jogja City.

The cold afternoon also made a pair of human children feel at home under a thick blanket. Fatigue that ambushed and drained enough energy this afternoon became the main reason. They slept soundly while clinging to each other's warmth.

Until the ringing of the cell phone started waking up a man. The dense netra began to half open and felt the nightstand beside him with one free hand. Because, the others are used as the head pads of the Beautiful Devil.

“Halo,” said Ricko slowly afraid to wake the woman next to him who was still sleeping.

“....”

“Oke.”

Phone's closed. Then, put it back where it was.

Ricko tried to lay her body down. However, he forgot that his back was still painful. The man chose to tilt his body right in front of Arinda.

A smile on that handsome face. Then, get rid of the hair that covers the beauty of Arinda. Ricko gently stroked those pure white cheeks. Then, down to her favorite pink lips. Without touching it with your thumb.

So exhausted, Arinda was not disturbed in the slightest by Ricko's actions.

Ricko smiled a smile. He began to wake up, but first raised the girl's head from his hands. Then, put it on a pillow.

Ricko got off the bed. He was facing the big glass in the room. Shirtless body with six-pack belly exposed in mirror. Then, flipped to see the condition of his back.

“Ah, Arinda. You are a beautiful demon. Is it so painful that my back doesn't escape your grip? Amazing woman,” said Ricko laughed softly and passed in the bathroom.

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“Young Master, you want to go?” asked Lili, the Chief Servant in the mansion.

“Iya. If Miss is awake, tell me I have a meeting. And ... bring food to my room.”

“Good, Young Master. Then, you don't want to eat first?”

“No. I'll eat out.”

“Good, Young Master.”

Ricko immediately got out of the house and drove his own car across the streets of Malioboro. The song Perfect by Ed Sheeran. His hands swayed at the wheel with his mouth also following every song verse that came out.

An hour later

“Good afternoon, Mr. Ricko.”

Only a nod of the head is given without any interest in replying.

“You alone, Sir?”

“No need to mince words. Just jump start at the core of the conversation.”

“Sorry, Mr. Ricko.”

The meeting also began. A cold face without a smile seriously listened to every employee who made a presentation. This time, Ricko did not say much or argue.

To be honest, he was not focused. Her body was in the meeting room. But not with the soul.

At exactly ten o'clock in the evening, all the work was finally done. Ricko immediately tancap gas. For the first time, he was excited to go home.

Arriving at home, without hesitation swinging their legs towards the room. Smile too. But, just setting foot on the first rung of the stairs, the voice of a stranger in his ear greeted.

Ricko turned around. Then, follow him to the study.

The soundproof room immediately gave rise to a gripping atmosphere. The debate began. Resisting on each argument is inevitable. Both of them no one wants to give up. Sharp and piercing gazes were thrown at each other.

The atmosphere in the room, kentara feels more horror than crossing a citrus graveyard.

An hour into the room, Ricko walked out of the room with an annoyed face. Along the way to the room, those lips continued to grumble. In fact, occasionally swearing.

As he opened the room door, Ricko moaned, held his forehead, and hit the wind downwards.

“SHIT!”

Go into the room and punch the wall a few times. Ricko vaporizes the taste that was held back. The hand was bruised with blood starting to come out. But he doesn't care. The man needs an impingement.

“SIAL! FUCKIN' SHIT! SHIT!”

Then, Ricko stepped towards the balcony. Exhaling roughly. Put both hands in the pants pocket. Looking at the sky is also an option. In fact, he did not care about the wind that pierced the skin.

Ricko POV's

That fast time passed. Pleasure is for just a moment. The rest should be be gentle.

What the fuck?!

He thinks I'm a puppet. Seemingly reigning. Insensate!

Not everything I want to obey. Just yummy!

Thisismylife!

My soul!

My body!

No one can interfere. Whoever it is!

But, if I fight back, is it true that the consequences will happen? Feels impossible.

But if it really happened, I would be sorry.

UH! FUCKIN' SHIT!

WHAT KIND OF CHOICE IS THAT!

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“Ricko! What's up?”

Ricko stepped closer and leaned on the mattress right next to Arinda sitting down. The man looked at the girl fixedly and for quite a while.

“What's up?” tanyanya.

“Why didn't you sleep in my room last night?!”

“Ricko ..”

“You used to call me with the word ‘sayang’ instead of Ricko.”

What's up, anyway? How strange. Did he catch a devil in a big tree near the front garden. Not usually happy to be called 'honey'. Arinda.

But Arinda chose to give up. “Darling, what's up? Why did you grumble so early in the morning. You trance?”

“Arinda! I don't want to joke. Just answer my question?”

Questions? Which was? Duh, I think I caught a dumb devil. The evidence is so blank, Arinda murmured.

Arinda. “Honey, which question?”

“Why didn't you sleep in my room last night?”

“Oh.”

“Jawab!”

Arinda pinched Ricko's waist. “If you snatch. I don't want to answer.”

Ricko closed his eyes for a moment. Then, lay down on the bed and put his head on Arinda's lap.

“Sorry.”

Arinda rubbed Ricko's bushy hair. “Your household assistant has tidied up this room. So, I'm back.”

“Later I'll make a mess. So you can sleep in my room.”

“Ricko ..”

“Call me ‘sayang’ not Ricko.”

“Ah, yes. Why am I suddenly so lazy to call you that, huh? It turns out to be less pleasant to hear.”

“Arinda!”

The girl laughed. “I hate to repeat my question again. But, what's wrong with you?”

Ricko grabbed Arinda's hand and kissed her several times. “I ...”

“Wait! Why are your hands bruised like this?”

“It's okay.”

Arinda clucked in annoyance. “You're angry don't like to hurt yourself. It must hurt.”

“No pain.”

“Prussian base. Men also legitimately say sick.”

“Yes, a little pain. Satisfied.”

“Why hurt your hand?”

“Because, last night you weren't in the room. I'm pissed."

“Then, if I was in the room, would you punch me? So?!”

“Not, Darling.”

The darling? Tumben once called me that without any reason. Why goosebumps, huh? Arinda.

“Then, what?”

Ricko looked at Arinda. Then, raise her body slightly upwards and land a kiss on those pink lips.

Arinda surprised. He tried to push Ricko. However, failed.

Until the oxygen supply is reduced. Ricko just took it off.

“Patience for a moment with my nature and attitude in the future. You can, ‘kan?”

O, you stupid devil! Get you out of the smart brain cells in my head. Because, I don't understand what Ricko's saying. Wanna ask? But, afraid that man would get angry. Worse, my forehead could be dislocated. Painful tauk! inner Arinda.

Last night, Ricko was upset. The beautiful demon that made her excited came home. Also the hope of lowering his anger was not in the room. Spontaneous walls become the sole victims of emotional explosions.

One minute ... two minutes .. three minutes.

Ricko and Arinda throw each other a glance.

“Still hurt?”

Sick? Whahuh? arinda is confused.

He thought for a moment to understand. Then, put down your face. Because, ashamed of the incident yesterday afternoon and only answered with a nod of the head.

Without hesitation, Ricko lifted Arinda's chin and landed his kiss back. The girl also resigned. Remember if the fight won't win.

And, I don't know? Until when will they stop exchanging saliva.

Hi, my sweet readers. In this part it may be a bit confusing, yes. Continue reading just continue, later understand 😉

Spirit of reading and happy reading 😉💞