Dating Contract
CHAPTER 183: SASHA'S BIRTHDAY
- POV Johan
When Sasha told her to call her friend, it was really annoying.
However, there was something strange why Shasa's husband wasn't even at her party. What a job is more important than his wife's birthday party.
Step by step faster through the wooden steps, at the top of the stairs my final step slowed down as my eyes nailed to the effect of the light gathering dazzlingly framing a figure of lentic hand sorting hair - a black shimmering to the back of the ear, a black glimmering to the back of the ear, the graceful movement of her hands hypnotized my eyes until I froze for a few minutes.
Throbbing faster, I was still staring at the taut fingers that hooked the rubber to his ears. From the side, her stomach was imprinted clear, slender, in a red dress as she leaned forward increasingly etched beautifully. DAG DIG DUG. He was rubbing the cheek of a superior baby who was patting the woman's cheek.
The light effect as if dramatizing and highlighting swirled there, on a plain back. Four transverse ropes crept on the slippery glistening skin of the back.
It vibrated the electric current all over my body.
The hair he hangs falls down following gravity. A'****! There are angels!
Waist and back it . Crazy this is a beautiful masterpiece! I want to touch it!
Imagine massaging every inch of his back.
Those clean, smooth, well-groomed feet made my blood heat up, beautifully treading the wooden floor.
As I glared, I felt my eyes going out, sweeping from her toes up to the knees covered in a dress printing a hip shape and again it was beautiful and a small waist. Glek-I swallowed the saliva pa.yu.dara was perfectly formed, and its collarbone slightly protruded as if challenging my lips to stick and fall there.
I feel my breath start to increase a little.
I subconsciously paid too much attention to the area around his face.
The attractive movements of her lips as she spoke made me imagine how I would kiss her.
Eyes that are healthy, bright, and appear friendly. "Ah that's so sharp."
He's muttering.
I realized, I realized he was waving with a gurgle. "Ah."
"Halooo??" he said he was seen amplifying the sound but disguised as music from below.
I want to see him for a long time. I can't even breathe! otherwise I would be silent, like a stupid fool. Reflex! this body can't control I want to get close. Did he use a magnet and pull me?
The smell of fresh, pear fruit oozing from the niche of his neck.
"I'm sorry, you're too close" he said, retreating away from me
The sound was like, damn if the music below could be quiet for a while, I could hear the color of the sound.
Breathing slowly tried to restore sanity, looking around and the woman in the red dress was just her. I hope I'm not wrong, I want to talk to him more throughout the party. "Are you 'Roses'? If it's your play, it means that Shasa asked me to bring you down" I said, moving my lips so clearly that he understood.
Staring at him, I can unmask him, is curious.
"In a moment," he said, turning around, he squatted down to kiss the baby.
I thought my eyes were hurting today, seeing him sitting on the beige couch crouching hooked up his shoes, making me drunk.
Come on, Jo, she even has a child! Act as usual.
Over and over again I exhaled, neutralizing the strange turmoil of uncontrolled body and mind. Even this hasn't been ten minutes and he's made me go mad
Her steps were so graceful, why am I getting drunk.
"Let me help you" I said in a gentle voice.
Even I make my voice look cool, am I stupid!
Stupid fuck! I reached out my hand face up, in front of her queen belly, even I wanted to touch it but I actually held it so firmly, lest she judge me badly.
"I'm sorry, I can do it myself, come on," he said coldly as he held the wall down step by step making me want to carry it.
I was rejected, shameful.
Why is his scent so familiar?
"Hi 'rose' , 'wetch' here," said Sasha.
Yeah, I got the name 'rapes'. If I could choose a name, I would choose 'Lion.
As soon as Sasha stared alternately at me and 'rose'.
Wearing a knee-length green dress and a green-feathered mask, she was Sasha. Since when did Sasha have friends like 'rose' what 'rose' lives in this city?
I reflexively shook my head slowly, look at the 'rose' that is family, right? so where's her husband? I glanced around, once again checking at a glance visitors if anything stood out. Maybe if there's a guy looking cool it must be a couple 'rose'.
"You guys, here's her Tag Name, quick to wear, sit in front," said Sasha looking nervous, giving her two tag names that were already on the blue led.
Looking at the name tag that read 'rose' at a glance I looked at the red masked woman and reached out to her. "It"
The other guests began to sit at the round table lined up.
"Thank you."
I can't deny the momentary urge to sit next to the 'rose', she's dazzling.
"Well, this is table number one, are you a close friend?" ask me when she is seen wearing the name tag above pa.yu. He raised his chin at a glance and our eyes met.
"Yes we were close friends" he said, then he faced inclined to the right, slightly turned his back on me and talked to a woman.
My wish, 'the rose' became my chatting companion throughout the party. My hand was pointing at her back, wanting to touch. However, I clenched it before touching it.
I wish she was my dance partner.
The giraffe name tag has been attached to my white shirt, this is not bad either.
As the rose continued to speak with 'melati' as if I wasn't there, I cast a gaze on the stage at Sasha greeting all the visitors from up there. It's an indoor court where Sasha used to be badminton, and now it's turning into a sea of women in cocktail dresses and just as men are busy luring the flowers, it's just like, of course, we men are often hungry eyes, just wash our eyes.
However, there is something unusual about me, usually I do not care about women. Or because this effect is too long on its own.
Until the main event arrived, all docked forward, surrounding Sasha and me moving my legs, choosing to stand behind the 'rose' trying to cover her back with my being as the pairs of male eyes stared hungry towards the 'rose'.
"Blow the candle .. right now," the chant went in unison with everyone, and my friend bowed slightly, to the cake with the number forty-two. Smoke billowed, candles extinguished, the sound of applause echoed and boomed all the guests.
Where's Indra? fucking coward husband. How can Sasha keep a husband like that, CK!
"Master Giraffe, come here" Sasha called, I move my legs and reflexes to grip the 'rose' hand'.
"Eh, why," The rose tried to protest, yes I pulled it quite strongly. It's nothing, I just don't want to be 'rose' harassed. Capturing the intent of the men behind me and constantly trying to find an opportunity to approach the 'rose' which the two corners of the lips kept lifting.
In fact, I would like to suggest he 'Roses' do not smile, it makes people more crazy. How can the lips challenge many pairs of eyes, even I had heard the men openly talking about 'Roses', yes not far especially if not for the pleasure of the men.
"Giraffe master, this is for you, "sasha said, her lips continuing to curl upwards forming a smile, she looks quite happy today. Good though.
I cupped the cake, it was as applause greeted us who hugged.
"Wish you all the best," (Best hope for you) I said, patting his back, my eyes heating up.
"Thank you for the wish," (thank you for the hope) Sasha said in a trembling voice and we let go of our arms. Believe me, we both look stupid and both have fog in our eyes.
"Hey, save your tears while you're behind," I said, laughing crisply, and Sasha replied with an unusual laugh. Looking at him, I hope Sasha is not in trouble.
Sasha's husband is a real jerk. Where are his two sons now? how amusing.
The second and third pieces of the cake were given to 'rose' and 'jasmine'.
Right, my guess is, who is this rose? he was close to Sasha but I never saw him.
Event after event passed, Salsa music began to play. My heart is beating. Multifold.
My gaze and the 'rose' met under the light of the lamp that turned dim red.
