Forced Love Om-om

CHAPTER 3 MORNING BLUSH

Dew drops roll in the morning. Dropping from the leaves of suji. What's the color of your morning today?

“Where is your sleep good, Deandra?”

Bayu pulls the main door handle of the boarding room. The fingers are agile pulling the base of the plain yellow curtain. The lady sat on the brown sofa by the door.

“Lumayan. Where did you sleep last night?”

“Oh I am a guy sleeping easy. Can be on the terrace chair even home page.”

“Duh, sorry so not good.”

“Kalo want to feel good ya mending you shower gih!”

Bayu thrust a white towel into the young girl's hand. Along with his shirt and shorts.

“Tau if I need a change of clothes. Thanks yes.”

Dendra set foot into the bathroom. The 20-year-old man nodded. Continuing the event to the kitchen. Rotate a small circle of the stove and mix the breakfast menu. Three chicken eggs thrown twisted up, back further down the right thigh like a reliable chef.

After taking a bath, Deandra wiped the hair that had decomposed to her waist. For a moment the step stopped.

“Wow. Smart cooks too."

Dock

Dock

Dock

The sound of a cutting board and a knife. The onions and onions of Bombay are eroded away.

“You try, Deandra?”

“Ngak ah. My finger is cut.”

“Lah good enough to add minced meat.”

The thin-faced man glanced at the girl on the right.

Tuk

The shell of the egg landed on the forehead of the girl in an ash-shirt.

“Aww. Pain tauk.”

Deandra stroked his forehead.

“Ups borrow your forehead.”

“Where does the shirt fit?”

“Ehm, somewhat looseness bit.”

“Towns?”

“Agot loose too. No belt?”

“There's I wear.”

Bayu's left index finger pointed at the front of the abdomen. His right fingers were busy stirring the eggs in a slightly ciyut bowl.

“Kalo want later I get raffia rope want?”

“Hah?! No no.”

“How to do it?”

“You who wear raffia rope yes. Yes pliiis.”

Deandra's two hands fused in front of her chest while winking.

“You're the one who bothered.”

“This time. Pliis.”

Deandra was busy trailing every move of the young man. Time shift shows 07:51. Bayu hastened the steps. Sweet tea on the dinner table. Egg and white rice oats. While Deandra?

“Can you please hold this?”

Bayu handed over his silver smartphone. Both hands were busy arranging the breakfast menu. Seen a plate of omlet meat, stir-fried beans, and a large bowl of white rice.

“Be careful ya hold it.”

‘Emang what the hell is going on? Hape is doang.’

The girl sits in a mini dining room that blends into the kitchen. Put that trust on the edge of the table. He wags his wet hair.

PRAAK

The square flat object fell off the table.

“Aaargh. Duh, sorry ...”

“Tuh I said be careful. Can't believe it anyway.”

Wipe your hands after washing dirty dishes.

“I suck huh?” Deandra lowered her head and held tightly to the edge of the table. Biting her pink lips.

“Who said? That's just your assumption.”

“That's your stomach first. You must be hungry ‘kan?”

Bayu sat across the table right in front of Deandra. Take a plate and enjoy the breakfast menu together.

When the first spoon will stick into his mouth tetiba ...

“Bay, Bayu. Come hunted. I'm already outside ...”

There was a man at the front door. Bayu ran small grabbing the key that was on top of the room closet. Soon he put the key in and opened the whitewashed door.

"Much for the first time, Ar?"

"We promised to find a wedding venue yesterday."

"You got the full address, right?"

"Gini's day is easy to find an address, man."

The pony-haired young man sat in the corner of the terrace. Sitting on a bench with blue. In between the chat, Bayu loosened the brown belt he was wearing.

"Bay, go to the toilet dong."

Arya held her slightly distended stomach. His red face revealed a constipation desire.

A busy wood loosened his belt, shortly after.

"Don't don't."

Bayu holds a smooth friend as well as his work partner. His memories returned after traveling.

"I'm not this strong."

Arya's face stiffened. Bayu gasped and tried to block. Hands crossed are like holding a lover who wants to leave. Uh nu's.

"Wood, what-what the hell."

Bayu's arm pulls Arya's arm. Just imagine the Korean drama scene. Wkwk.

Bess

Sounded soft the soft sound of bombastic bullet shots.

"Dee,"

Bayu held his breath and let out a sling. Constipated face is now transmitted to the pigtailed man's face.

"sorry. It's not Bay."

Sips

The second human event stopped. The four eyes fell silent like a red light. While in the house the sound of hiccups is becoming. The rhythm is orderly. Like a gecko calling his partner who is away.

"As if there are people?"

Constipated face Bayu changing color.

"Who? Your girl? Early-morning gini?"

Both of Arya's eyebrows go up and down the stairs.

"What the hell. You're a lot like a mother-mom. There's no one."

"Ah is real?" Tempted Arya with her dramatic smile.

Curious, the girl took out half her body between the dining room that was blocked by a curtain of shells.

"Here you go home."

"Bay, but I want that."

"The water is dead."

"It's at the end of this horn."

"You're not willing to be careless, please."

Arya turned her body towards her house not far from the kosan. About 50 meters.

"Aaargh, Bayu please."

'repot once a woman.'

The screams are getting louder. Legs clucking stomping on the dining room chair.

"Bayuuu, tolongiii."

The body of the girl in the ashes shuddered.

"Ciiiii."

The two shoulders of the girl were raised slightly heavier. My eyes were round and closed.

"Yetus."

"Yes. Aye." Yeah."

The neatly pigtailed young man's footprints accelerated. Left hand carrying brown belt.

"That's. That's ...."

Deandra's index finger leads to a lizard crawling on the dining table. The ash lizard carried a grain of rice that fell from the plate.

"Ah, basic man. I'll just take a little. Ask them to shit." Tweet grumbling.

"Wood, lizard." Whiney girl whose wet hair starts to dry.

"Just scared, De."

Bayu shook his head. Expel the ash lizard with his belt.

"You want to stand up?"

He's meggeleng. Mouth blurring. Slowly put your feet on the floor. When he was about to get off his body a little staggered.

Aaaargh

"Awaas."

Bayu's burly arms swiftly caught the slender body. I don't know why the pulse rate and time rotation seem to stop. The pink balloons moved flying. Five minute pause. Just imagine.

"You're so careless. Next time be careful." Bayu let go of his arm. The adventurous spirit has returned home.

"I was unintentionally. Don't know if it's going to fall either."

Deandra squinted. Sit in a chair with cross-legged.

"I'm not asking you to arrest me." Obviously while ruwes ruwes ash t-shirt attached to his slender body.

"Yes I'm sorry." Bayu threw the most expensive smile he had.

"De, I'll have an appointment. You're at home. Inget don't wander. You understand what I mean?"

"What?"

"Let's not go anywhere, sweet lady. In ru mah aja."

Deandra's originally wry face turned like a nastar glowing anti wrinkle.

"How am I bored?"

"Watch TV or cook something."

"I can't cook."

"What do you want to do?"

"Wait for you to go home while lying down and lazing."

Bayu passed by while smacking a smile and wearing a hat on his head,