I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 1

"Who are you in this room?" I was surprised when I came out of the bathroom I saw a man sitting on the bed with his head bowed to the screen serious device playing his device.

While I was still in a state of wearing a white knee-length kimono towel and my hair in a white towel wrap was also on top of my head.

The man immediately looked up to hear my voice and his eyes immediately stared at me.

I was still standing at my position earlier, shocked obviously still shocked until I fell silent to the people beg*.

"I should ask who you are, how can you be in this room?" He asked in a cold tone but his gaze kept on me.

I started heading towards him without hesitation, why could I not be nervous anymore after a glance I was surprised and nervous.

I looked at him with an annoyed look.

Maybe my annoyance is more dominant now so I'm not nervous anymore even as if I'm a brave pretender.

"Om don't macem, Om who can be in this room?" I said in an angry tone and raised a little more the volume of my voice right in front of him, fearlessly shaking my waist.

The man got up from his sitting position leaning on the head of the bed and put his clothes into his pants pocket.

This man was heading towards me when I took a few steps back and the man continued to walk forward in front of me. So I continued to walk backwards and finally hit the wall and stood up by leaning accidentally on the wall.

Eh this man right now who is shaking his waist in front of me by constantly looking at me sharply. We still have a distance of about half a meter with positions facing each other.

"Who's the fuck? I've been a henchman in this bed while playing my phone." Her speech remained with a cold tone and a cold expression her eyes looked back at me, yet this time with a sharp gaze.

I also did not turn away from the man in front of me still looking at him with my annoyed look.

'You're looking at this handsome om as well and not too old cake.'

'This man is Vera at all?'

'Oh I'm so talk that is not important gini anyway.' I murmured in my heart.

"Oheb this ogeb is also a yes, that's not what I mean."

I rolled my eyes both lazy and irritated.

"Om it doesn't matter. Om who is this? Why is it in this room? Is it not wrong to enter the room or can it be om also is it not wrong to enter the house?" My story is relentless to this man in front of me, who is still clucking his waist and his eyes still looking at me sharply.

"Huh..., what is ogeb?" He asked with an astonished look at me and his forehead was wrinkled.

I wanted to laugh because his face was even worried.

However, I hold back my curiosity. I'm so upset why I want to laugh all of a sudden.

Ahh.., I don't know this om makes me not synchronous.

"It's good to just come out of this room, already know the wrong room is still here om this." I stared with annoyance.

"Eh girl you're the one who entered the wrong room plus wrong entry into the house tau." He firmly with his tone that returned cold and his gaze that returned sharply to me.

My forehead immediately frowned to hear what this man had just told me.

It was clear he was the wrong one to enter the room plus the house even behind why I was the other way around.

"Eh om no need to be so , now om out of this room is the door there." Reach me again and this time in a more resolute tone with my left forefinger sticking out pointing towards the door of this room.

Eh he was getting closer to me, until our previous distance was still half a meter now only a few inches longer d*d*nya can touch d*d*ku who is still wrapped in kimono towels. While the om is from the beginning of the upper body wrapped in a long-sleeved gray shirt with both sleeves of his shirt already rolled original until his elbow and shirt buttons have been opened three buttons ranging from buttons upon.

My heart is now in this marathon.

'Emakkk...? Help me, take atut.' My screams in my heart I even became nervous and more nervous plus the face of this om tetiba even closer.

Until finally this om pulled next to my arm quite strong and dragged me towards the door of this room.

"Oya, wait. What clothes do you need I love you to borrow my shirt so you can get out of this room with much better than just wearing this kimono towel and a towel wrapped around your head." He said his gaze was still sharp to me and he stopped his steps before reaching the door of this room, so did I stop immediately too.

This om still holds my arm pretty firmly. We were still in our position.

Until finally krekk...?!

"Andra!?"

I and Om turned their heads toward the sound coming from wide eyes.

"Andra why is there a woman in this room with you?" He said with a high tone and questioning eye gaze, but sharp and surprised face towards us more precisely to this om.

Suddenly this om let go of his grip from my hand, after hearing the words of a woman who was roughly more suitable I called grandma time huh.

But this grandma looks younger and well groomed and quite fashionable.

"Well, don't misunderstand me. Andra can explain all this, Andra also does not know who this woman is and why it can be here." Said this om with a glance at the grandmother and then looked back at me with the index finger of his left hand pointing towards my geulis face.

"You want to be clear let alone you Andra is clear now you are caught wet like this, still want to fuck that?" Said the grandmothers fashionable this towards us tetiba with ruffled waist, stare still sharpen.

"Please don't think weird, for God's sake Andra does not know this woman and Andra does not know why this woman is in this room." Firmly this om and there is a slightly clear tone of his speech.

"Andra do not dare to carry the name of Allah carelessly knowing that there will be more sin. That look at the shirt you've on detached some of the buttons, keep ne women wrapped in kimono towels like this and her hair was washed out so it was wrapped in a towel and so was her hair." Said the fashionable grandmother without stopping while pointing in the direction that wrapped in our respective bodies, with his gaze remained sharp.

"The two of you must have done something nasty in this room? , the evidence is pretty clear especially." He accused without wanting to hear our explanation or at least this explanation, which I think this om his son this time.

We really like ogeb people because it seems to be unable to speak directly about what really happened, so, if I and this om do not do*** perverted opps means.

Remember not to be perverted, not the other way around.

"You don't see at a glance, what you see is not what you predict us to be. Andra also does not carelessly carry the name of God, Andra still knows the sin of mah, Andra is not as good*t that is Mah. Trust me with Andra Mah." Cerocos the om explained at length about the actual situation.

Do I really not understand this what day is so gini really ?

Why also my tongue feels mute at this time to be unable to speak and not come to explain the truth.

Ntar this om think I am also happy with the current situation, but vice versa. This is the om who can also enter the wrong room.

"You must be responsible to this woman!" The granny firmly with a loud tone.

Well actually, Nek the om has to be responsible because it has been wrong to enter this room, there I am here why he entered this room.

This isn't the handsome om room.

Ihh.., I even say this om handsome again..?

Why am I not getting this synchronous speech in the heart with my thoughts now.

"What is responsible Mah, Andra does not say this woman really. Mamah should believe the same Andra son of Mamah himself do not just predict the events, if it is not clear what the real events are." Said the om with an upset tone, I think the om was caught off guard with his wrong accusation.

"You don't want to know whether you should marry this woman immediately!." The firmness of this fashionable grandmother again with a tone louder than before to the om with the last look on me.

Me and this om was also contact furniture our two eyeballs as if our eyeballs wanted to jump out of place.

Nek responsibility is the responsibility but do not have to marry me also this om. Not this is also the responsibility I expected even though this om handsome seh seh , but I do not want to marry where I am still young 19 years old.

I was also still in college and only semester 4, although yes I know there are some people who study with married status and even have children. But they were not married because of the incident.

"It can't be dong." Tukas si om with a slightly raised tone.

"Daughter, what is this ? Why is there Andra in this room?" Well the Vera just appeared with the end of his surprise.

Vera help me. I don't want to end up like this grandma said.

"Andra, Alena..?" Suddenly also appeared Vera's parents, they were no less surprised when they arrived in this room and saw me and this om in this room.

'Arghh..This is how the story can be like this, mom please take a sip mak..?!' My screams in my heart.

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