Don't Blame Me

When Do We Start?

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In front of Edward's 'Villa Joerang Bening' which was bought for Sintia ....

“Tuan .. are you sure we'll stay here?” ambar asked as he looked at a wooden building that was in front of them at this moment. Nameplate that says 'Villa Joerang Bening' is so slick with the dominance of brown color derived from furniture made of wood.

“Yes, inside there is also an aunt who will prepare all our needs for two days here. You like?” ask Enrik to Ambar. Though Ambar was only a maid, why did he ask like that as if Ambar was the lover he loved the most?

Ambar nodded and immediately struggled spoiled on the man's arm. However, he then held back the hand of Enrik who had wanted to step inside.

“What else? I can't wait to swim the warm water inside,” asked Enrik puzzled.

“Say sir, inside is an aunt? What if he reports us to Mrs Floryn or Mr Edward?” ask Ambar to worry.

Enrik smiled and approached Ambar's face to kiss him at a glance. “That would not be possible. The aunt is very old. My father brought it from the village and did not know the name of technology. We have to teach it very extra. But we agreed not to teach him how to use HP. Besides, he's deaf. You don't worry ...,” added Enrik.

Hearing all that, Ambar felt confused. Why would there be someone like that aunt? How old was that aunt to the point of not knowing technology? Or, where did it come from until it got that old?

Ambar chose to think about it later. The rain spot that had subsided, now again felt on the skin of his arm that was not covered with clothes. He hurried inside carrying a bag of groceries and a bag of clothes he had brought from home.

In front of the main door, they were greeted by Bik Iim who was suffering from deafness. Almost half a century old. It means Bik Iim is older than Mr. Edward.

Bik Iim never saw Enrik's wife and when he saw Ambar, he thought that the woman was the wife of his master's child. In the past, once when Enrik brought Floryn to stay there, Bik Iim was returning to the village. There was someone else who helped Edward look after him for two weeks.

Ambar really did not expect if Enrik and his family had a villa in Bogor. Although not right at the top, still the vibes are more or less the same. Moreover, the weather in recent days that always lowers light drizzle.

Enrik patted Bik Iim on the shoulder and pointed at the bag they were carrying, then pointed towards the room above. After that, the aunt held out her two thumbs. He understood what his master asked.

The building consists of two floors. What makes the villa special is one wooden building that is behind the main building. There was a cottage that was just like a separate room. In front of him was a mini swimming pool with a stream of warm water.

In front of him was a gazebo equipped with a grill that Enrik bought himself. He took Foryn there when Alvin was one year old. They're leaving Alvin for another honeymoon.

And one thing that makes everything more beautiful is the stream beside the pool. Although separated by an iron fence, the beauty of the scenery is not reduced.

Returning to a pair of human children who were not husband and wife inside, after Bik Iim entered with his employer's bags, Enrik immediately hugged Ambar's body from behind. Shrugging the woman's hair and sipping the neck of Ambar deeply. So a red mark was engraved there.

“Jadi ... are these villas rarely occupied?” ask Ambar who is still in Enrik's embrace.

“Yes. Stayed if we were on vacation. But ... I haven't brought Floren here in a long time. You know lah .. We are both so busy,” explained Enrik.

Ambar smiled happily. He likes it, if anything shows that he's more important than Floren. He could only cheer in his heart. In addition, he was also impatient to start teasing Enrik who had since been impatient with his body.

"remarkable. I can't wait anymore" said Ambar as he walked around the place.

He saw a shadow from the direction of a room beside them. With a slight hesitation, Ambar followed the shadow earlier.

"Where do you want? Don't stay away from me" said Enrik, who has now released HP to receive incoming calls.

"A little while, sir. It seems I saw something ...," said Ambar. But Enrik was drowning in his busy life from behind the phone. He no longer looked at Ambar.

Ambar doesn't care. He left out of curiosity. The shadow led him to the kitchen. The kitchen is simple and looks a bit traditional. No rice cooker, oven, or dispenser. There's only a refrigerator and a double-edged gas stove. It turns out that Bik Iim is very ancient and old-fashioned mammoth.

Clangs!

Ambar gasped in shock as a can fell behind him. Suddenly the nape of Ambar brushed. Is this villa haunted?

Ambar carefully turned and found a girl hiding beside the refrigerator. The boy bowed and did not dare to move.

"Who are you? That aunt's son, huh?!" ask Ambar with a ketus. He was upset that the boy had surprised him. Just arrived too.

But the boy did not answer. Ambar began to think that maybe the child was deaf like his mother or even mute.

Ambar quickly approached the boy and pulled him out of the corner of his hiding place.

"Here!" ambar's orders.

Doubtfully the boy came out from there and stood down.

"You're mute?" ask Ambar again. Then the boy shook his head. That means he's not deaf either.

"good. Then who are you? That aunt's son, isn't it?" guess Ambar.

The boy nodded. It made Ambar more emotional. Why didn't he answer and just nodded or shook his head? Is it because she is not the Milky Way? It can't be because of that. They don't know who Enrik's wife really is.

After a few seconds, Enrik and Bik Iim came from the front. It made Ambar and the little boy look at the same time.

"Darling, what's wrong? Who's the kid?" ask Enrik confused.

However, before anyone answered, Bik Iim came forward and embraced the little boy. Because it is unlikely that the eight-year-old child is his child, Enrik guesses that the child may be his grandchild or adopted child only.

"This is Aunt's son?" enrik asked while swinging his hands in front of his chest, like holding a baby.

"Yes, Sir. This is my adopted son," said Bik Iim with a vague pronunciation. Bik Iim is not a speechless person, but because he is deaf, Bik Iim cannot speak clearly either. It was fortunate that Enrik could still understand it a little.

"Oh .. This is his adopted son" said Enrik.

Ignoring that, Enrik grabs Ambar's hand and takes him away from there. Enrik took the woman out into the backyard. There Ambar again surprised when he saw the swimming pool and the beautiful gazebo that was waiting for them.

Seeing Ambar's shock, Enrik was delighted. He turned the woman's face away and put both of their lips together. Sip it gently and get deeper.

"Eemmhh .. I can't wait to enjoy all that with you, Mr. ..," whispered Ambar after their engagement ended.

"Don't call 'Master' in front of them."

"Then how, sir?"

"Call me 'Darling', I love it ...," whispered Enrik beside Ambar's ear lobe. The maid smiled. It turns out that her beautiful, s3ksi, and proportional body can captivate her employer to be so infatuated.

"Darling ... when do we start?" Ambar slowly wet his lips. It made Enrik start to react and get even more impatient.

"What if now?"

Seriate.