Chased Om Om 2

Romantic Dinners

"M–maaf, hik .. Om," I said.

It felt really upset with this annoying hiccup. I pat my chest with my hand, hoping this hiccup will stop soon. Ah ... it's really torturous.

Om Damar rubbed for a moment his lips that were slightly bleeding because of my teeth. But not the anger on his face, but a big smile that made me feel embarrassed.

"Return your breath, beautiful. Why is it so nervous?" tanyakanya.

I try to catch my breath. Breathe in air and throw it away in a regular rhythm. However, hik .. hiccups are not also lost.

Om Damar laughs amusedly, maybe for him I look funny.

I don't know when the hiccups stop and disappear. Maybe on our way to a restaurant for dinner that Om Damar had booked for us.

The restaurant, which is located on the rooftop of a five-star hotel in our city, is said to promise a very beautiful view of the city from the top of the building. With a western food menu that is extraordinarily expensive for the pockets of the lower middle class.

The hotel staff was friendly and welcomed our arrival. The woman dressed in a red uniform like a flight attendant, drove us to a place decorated with candles around her.

Really, it's so beautiful!

Friction of the violin combined with guitar playing, beautify the atmosphere around us. I was still amazed to see my surroundings as I sat in my chair.

Even the light of the candles around us, making the atmosphere more romantic. Om Damar who was sitting in front of me looked so calm looking at me.

Hmm. .. Maybe he's thinking I'm like a hick, or even I look very childish, or it could be that I look very embarrassing.

Uncomfortable with her sharp gaze, I cleared my throat, trying to give her a code that I did not like to be noticed in such a way.

The man laughed and clenched his hands together on the table to support his head.

"It's a beautiful night, everything looks so pretty, doesn't it?" ask without hesitation.

"really. Everything looks beautiful. The candles, the starry sky, the flashing lights and the beautiful sound of music" I said. Ah .. actually it is also not a compliment, I only express what I see only.

"Do you think so?" ask Om Damar.

I nodded my head. Then I poked my shoulders, for it was unclear what the purpose of Om Damar's question was.

The man smiled broadly. "For me only one of the most beautiful, the woman who is currently sitting before me."

I turned my head to the left and to the right, even to the back. Who knows if someone else is the target of the cupid's arrow. But ... No one passed.

Om Damar laughed when he found out that I pretended not to understand the words he said.

"Don't mistake me, if I pinch your nose again," he said accompanied by the still unrelenting stiffness.

Ah ... the acne, why is he constantly being targeted, anyway. Duh, how does he appear and reign so aesthetically at the end of my nose. Absolutely no morals! He really wanted to embarrass me.

"This is a lonely place, Om? What kind of test site guts that, so no one's here?" I joke a little to melt the mood.

"Sure, this is the guts test, Tiara, '" he said as his laughter began to subside.

I shouldn't say anything weird on a night like this. Although this rooftop was lit by a lot of candles and soft music, but the cold air that blew to my nape managed to give me goosebumps.

Moreover, no other guests came. It was just the two of us and that pair of musicians! What if suddenly a creepy creature appears between us?

"No .. there's nothing to be afraid of here" he said with a strange smile. "It's just me, you need to be afraid, right?"

"Euuh .. to–why should I be afraid of Om?" ask me a little doubt. "A–what is Om Damar .. sorry, the psychopath who will kill me?"

God, why am I getting so gini? Kan ... I'm getting creepy. Duh ... My silly thoughts, get out of my head. At least for now.

"Right, I'll take your heart. Just for me."

My eyes are rounded. Moreover, after saying that answer, I saw the man put a red cloth on his thigh onto the table and stand up from his chair.

The man walked over and extended his hand to me. A smile seemed to grow on his lips. Those eyes were looking at me warmly. Of course, that ridiculous thought was not true. Om Damar is a fine man. Enough, that's all I believe. Because if he wants to, there's no need to wait long to finish me off.

I extended my hand back to her invitation. The soft instrument of harmonious fusion between the friction of the violin and the piano created a romantic atmosphere. Coupled with the small steps we both followed the square.

"I can't–"

"Same," he said before I finished my words. "I just want to hug you tonight."

I saw those dark eyes. Aih ...why the sentence again makes my heart pound.

That pair of hands was coiled around my waist. I don't know why my pair of hands were so sassy to his shoulders. A smile was on his lips.

My feeling was so warm, even though the strong pounding in my heart was still felt. I took a breath and I put my head on his chest. I felt the warmth of his body, even the beating of his heart sounded like a rhythmic rhythm in my ears.

The distinctive scent of masculine perfume emanated from her body, feeling so soothing and comforting for me even to linger in her arms.

"Tiara ..." Call Om Damar.

I raised my face and looked at him, ready to hear his words.

"I have something for you" he continued.

I took my hand off his shoulder. I saw the man pull something out of his pocket. A box! And slowly he took something out of it.

"I want you to always remember me, think of me from now on. Like I remember and always think of you" he said.

His hands were coiled around my neck, pinning the thing with those sparkling eyes to my neck. After installing the object, Om Damar touched the pendant with those sparkling eyes.

"Beautiful!" he continued to stitch the shiny object around my neck.

This time I can't even refuse. He didn't give me a chance to turn him down, like a moment ago.

"I'll tell you something" he said. "Today is my birthday, Tiara. Do you want to give me something?"

A–apa? So the romantic dinner he designed today was to celebrate his birthday? Both with me?