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ARE YOU SURE YOU WON???

"C stop teasing me!!!" Mike raised his voice and pushed Clary's body until now Clary was under his body. "You know I can't hold it." Mike stared at Clary.

Clary screams in shock at Mike's treatment. He stared hard at Mike, who was now looking down on him. But in the next minute his eyes closed again and his breathing began to settle. Apparently Clary really went back to sleep. Mike smiled at his smile. He knows Clary's habit of falling asleep after a night of crying.

"Nothing has changed from your habits even if your feelings are not what they used to be." Mike got out of bed and grabbed Clary's HP.

He searched Willyam's name there and sent a message on Clary's behalf.

"Will today I'll take a walk myself. You can work quietly. See you tomorrow." That's the message Mike sent to Willyam.

After that he put down Clary's phonecell and grabbed his own phoncell.

Tuuut tuutt...

The voice of the phone was heard from Mike.

"Yes" said the man across the phone.

"Mr Carlos I asked for permission today." with little hesitation Mike ventured to say the word to his boss.

"Have you guys made up?" ask Mr. Carlos.

"Maybe. Hope so. I don't know." Mike replied hesitantly.

"You forced him?" ask sir Carlos flat.

"No. You know I can't do that without his permission" replied Mike, who understood the boss's direction.

"It's up to you. Just so you didn't ruin my plan." this time Mr. Carlos's line sounded like a threat.

"All right, I understand." Mike replied, then the phone connection was cut off.

Mike went into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and started cleaning herself. He stared blankly at the wall in front of him. Trying to think logically with the events they went through last night.

Are you starting to open your heart? Or are you playing tricks with me again? Clarisa..should I follow your advice in order to keep you at my disposal? But I don't want you to hate me more.

Mike thought hard. Mr. Carlos' advice always looms in his brain. Especially when she's burning jealous.

"You can impregnate him if you want to have him. I'm sure she's still a nice girl who can't have an abortion or intentionally separate a child from her real father."

Mr. Carlos' words have always been successful in putting Mike in a dilemma. One side he wanted to have Clary but the other side wanted to make the woman hate him even more.

Meanwhile Clary began to wake up from a deep sleep that was only a few moments. His eyes skim the room looking for Mike's whereabouts. Maybe she's in the bathroom, Clary thought as she heard the splashing of water.

"Mike?? Are you still a long time?" clary asked half-screaming.

CLUTCH

The bathroom door opens. Looks like Mike came out just wrapped in a towel on his waist. With his athletic hair and body that is still wet because of the water after bathing.

GLEKK

Clary swallowed her silva as she stared at Mike. Damn this time the inner Clary who was always khilaf when she saw the cogan instantly thrashed. I want him to touch those muscles in the guy's body.

Clary immediately turned her face away not wanting something she wanted to happen. He immediately got out of bed to run out of the room.

"God..." Clary tripped over the blanket in a hurry to escape the awkward situation.

SREKKKC.....GLEKKKCU..

Clary swallowed her silva again with difficulty while getting an unusual sight right in front of her. A view of Mike with a towel coming off his waist.

Clary accidentally pulled Mike's towel when he fell. That makes Mike now really become a rare sight object for him.

"Sorry." Clary immediately got up and ran as fast as lightning out of the room without caring about her aching knee.

"Dam. It's so embarrassing." Clary put down her glass violently.

"Hi." Mike's voice was right in Clary's ear and suddenly behind her back, making the woman's almost stable heart turn irregular again.

"MIKE!!!!!" Clary shouted in annoyance at him and was about to raise her fist.

HAPS...CUPS..

Mike catches Clary's hand and then kisses her.

"Mike.." Clary's mouth was covered by Mike's index finger.

"Sit. I'll cook for you." Mike immediately took out some groceries from the refrigerator and immediately struggled with knives and other cooking utensils.

Clary left Mike and chose to soak in his bathtub with warm water to relax himself who was still surprised by the incident.

Clary began to push atik Hp who he deliberately brought to the bathroom. He saw a message from Wilyam saying good-bye. His fingers began to scroll the message from above. His eyes were perfectly rounded looking at the previous message he was certain was sent by Mike.

"Damn, it turns out he was on purpose. Did I overdo it last night? Can't do. I have to explain. He can't misunderstand me." Clary regretted what she did last night.

"Explain what?" ask Mike who's been standing on the side of the bathroom that Clary forgot to lock.

Clary is shocked to learn of Mike's arrival. He immediately grabbed a towel hanging from the bathroom wall to cover himself.

"You nervous? Come on's.. You know I've seen it a lot." said Mike casually and walked closer to the bathtub.

"Mike close your eyes." Clary's orders were simply answered with a smile by Mike.

"Which part are you going to hide from me? You know I always take care of you when you get hurt. And I'm the only one who can touch it." That's all Mike said. The man never let a doctor or anyone from the organization take care of Clary when she was injured on a mission.

Positive attitude and a great sense of ownership towards Clary makes Mike very unwilling if there are others who see even to the point of touching Clary's body. Every wound that the woman suffered must have been Mike who painstakingly took care of her, even to the point of changing her clothes when Cary fainted.

"Mike go. Or I'll hate you so much." cried Clary again.

"It wasn't the first time either." smirk was engraved on Mike's face.

"Mike go or I don't hesitate to bring you to my knees." now Clary dared to stare sharply full of threats to Mike.

"What can you do with that innocent body of yours?" Mike pulled one corner of his lips revealing a mocking smile.

He knew that Clary wouldn't venture out of a bathtub full of foam. Because if he comes out then his body that he had been hiding behind a pile of soap foam will be clearly visible in front of Mike.

Although he knew Mike had seen him often when he fainted or was injured, Clary was still embarrassed if it looked like it was in good health and with full awareness.

This time Mike was standing right beside the bathtub with a shortened. He stared intently at Clary as if implying a challenge and a question of what the woman could do if things were like this.

Again Clary threw a lazy face with Mike who was on the cloud. "Mike go." said Clary.

"What can you do to kick me out?" mike's smile was underestimating.

Haaaahh..

Clary breathed out annoyed at Mike's behavior that began to act after getting a little good.

Clary kept looking away from Mike. Until Mike handed him a towel. But unfortunately when Clary was about to grab a towel from Mike's hand the man quickly threw the towel away from Clary.

"Are you testing me?" asked Clary who turned her face from a scatter into a killing aura.

He looked at Mike sharply without the slightest flickering from inside the soap foam. Mikepun did not want to lose his gaze back with a defiant aura as if he wanted to invite the woman to a fight.

Right next second, byurrrrr the sound of splashing water fall. Clary seemed to stand straight in front of Mike with her innocent body still filled with soap foam.

Clary smiled her smile by pulling one corner of her lips and on her tiptoes she brought her face closer to Mike's ear and whispered. "Do you still think you're gonna win against me, Mr. Michael Durrant?"