Loving Prospective Sister-in-law

What's again?

Dara opened when she saw Alehandro prostrating on a golden yellow prayer mat. The silly behavior he used to show and that annoying face, suddenly disappeared. The man looked radiant and many times more handsome. Dara did not even blink when she looked at him until he had completed his duty as a Muslim.

After praying the man turned his head and smiled at Dara.

"You don't pray" asked Alehandro. Being asked such a question made Dara a fool. I don't know how many years he's forgotten about it. The last time he did that was in an orphanage. There may be one or two or maybe many sentences in the prayer reading that he forgot because he never did.

Dara pulled her lips, awkward to smile.

"I haven't done it in a long time. I can hardly believe it anymore because I'm disappointed."

"That's your right and I won't insist because I'm not your imam" Alehandro replied casually as he folded his alphabet.

"Wake up and make me coffee" Alehandro ordered.

"I'm also not your wife why should you order!" said Dara got up and walked to the bathroom to clean up. Alehandro's sexy looking t-shirt was worn by the woman. The top of his legs are slim and clearly exposed.

Alehandro held his breath seeing that. "Patience .. All must have a way," his mind.

"Oh my God!" screamed Dara from the bathroom. Alehandro immediately got up and opened the bathroom door. Dara who had been wearing a towel was surprised to see Alehandro who was in the bathroom.

"Why did you come in" said Dara frantically holding the end of her towel.

"You're screaming, what's up?"

"I forgot to take a shower, but I didn't bring clothes and ... ." Dara bit her lips while grimacing. "You know ... that ... the interior."

"I'll book it to the hotel attendant" Alehandro said.

"It'll be a long time, should I keep wearing this towel." Alehandro then gazed towards Dara's body which stood only covered by a large white towel. Fresh and tempting make his pants tight. "This is God's try?"

"You can wear my clothes first" Alehandro said.

"Without interior?"

"Maybe my boxer shorts can help you," Alehandro bargained.

Dara sighed. "All right."

Dara's face wet with water made Alehandro itch to wipe it, he then clenched his hands hard.The smell of sharp bath soap made his head grow dizzy.

"Now come out," drive Dara.

"What if I don't want to?" alehandro approached.

"I know you're a good man, wouldn't force a woman if your partner didn't want her."

"Maria used to say that to me," Dara replied casually. Alehandro raised both his eyebrows upwards.

"Moreover what he told you about me," asked Alehandro forward to make Dara retreat.

"Is Maria lying to me?" batin Dara fear. Until he was cornered on the bathroom wall.

Alehandro's thumb touching Dara's lips gently stroked her, making the woman widen her eyes. His knees instantly became limp.

"Your lips are so****, how many men have told you?" ask Alehandro.

Dara was silent her heart was beating hard waiting for what would happen next.

"I'm sure all the men who saw it would say that" Alehandro said.

"Yes, that's true, from the beginning Kris even has to judge the shape of my lips," Dara's mind.

Alehandro then stood up straight again and pulled his shirt and smiled.

"I'm sorry I lost control" she said, then exited the bathroom.

Dara holding her chest exhaled a strong breath. "Yourf!"

He then smiled to himself and walked to the front of the large mirror looking at his reflection there, holding the lips that Alehandro had just touched. Long smile.

The man could do more but he chose to restrain himself. Inner Dara.

Dara then came out of the bathroom and saw the door of the room that had been closed and there was no Alehandro there. The woman then looked at the man's suitcase and began to open it looking for what she would wear before her order came.

Until he put on his shirt the kids were still fast asleep. He then walked out of the room towards the kitchen. The fragrant smell of freshly brewed coffee poured out into the entire corner of the room. In the kitchen Alehandro was making two cups of hot coffee that was still steaming.

"Breakfast will be sent in fifteen more minutes" he said, nodding his head. He then approached Alehandro to get a cup of coffee.

"What is your decision this time will you come with me to Jakarta?" ask Alehandro.

"Alright, but only one week after that I will come back here but before that I have to go back to the store to say goodbye to the employees" replied Dara.

"One Week, hemm. Not bad but I'm sure you'll stay there longer" Alehandro replied as he sipped his coffee. Put it on the bar table.

"Where can you conclude that?"

Alehandro then placed both his hands on Dara's waist. Staring at him doubtfully then looking towards Dara's lips. The grip of the hand felt as strong as tying it with a magic rope, making Dara only fixated on staring at him.