My Love is Heavy on the Scales

CBT 85

In a room, a man was still wrapped in a blanket wrapped around his body. Since last night, the man was unable to close his eyes due to the sudden cold body temperature on the soles of his feet, but felt hot while holding his neck and forehead. (Say it's meriang Om!)

The man rarely hurts, his body is always fit because he diligently exercise and consume healthy food and adequate rest. But this week it all feels completely reversed, eating it irregularly and often staying up late. All of this was because of someone who made her moody. Who else if it wasn't for the fat girl, Mia.

Angga tried to open his heavy eyes, his throat was dry from thirst. He got out of bed with difficulty withstanding the pain that spread in every bone joint.

Just about to down the water, his room phone rang deafeningly. This is the 5th time the phone has rang. Angga already knew who contacted him, he lazily picked him up.

[Yes, Erlangga here!]

[Mr Good Morning. Erlangga, I am Scarlet of Human Resources. I would like to ask your attitude today.] (Good Morning Mr. Erlangga, I am Scarlet Staff Section. I want to ask you about your presence today)

[Sorry I forgot to tell you if I could't enter because I was sick.] (I'm sorry I forgot to tell you if I can't get in because I'm sick)

[Ah, Mr. Erlangga is sick? What hurt sir? Do you want to call the doctor?] (Ah, Mr Erlangga is sick? What pain is it, sir? Want to call a doctor?)

[No need, I just need a break! gracias.] (No Need, I just need a break! Thank you)

Angga turned off the call unilaterally, his head getting dizzy hearing the voice of a hysterical woman not clearly asking this to him. The man was sorry for his current situation.

"Damn it! I'm a Sastroadji must ask permission not to go to class, absolutely amazing!" Angga grumbled while putting down the phone roughly.

Back walking to the pantry to drink the water that had been delayed, thirst had made him uncomfortable. It seemed like he could spend 1 liter of drinking water in one gulp. Again, the water drinking event is disrupted, there is something disturbing.

This time the sound of knocking on the door of the room was heard, Angga closed his eyes trying to resist the emotions that somehow always exploded lately. If it wasn't important, he would have thrown the man off the 3rd floor of his room.

The man walked with wide strides towards the door of the room, opened violently and prepared to spray the person who interrupted the drinking event for the 2nd time.

"What's else?" (What else is it?) Hardik Angga, without seeing who was standing in front of his room.

Silent, making the black bead finally glance at the person who knocked on his room. The mounting anger suddenly shrank turned into a warm thump in his heart. Who would have thought that the person who made him ill was indirectly before him at this moment. Yes, Angga blames the girl pujaan who managed to make it unbecoming.

While the girl was stunned for a moment because of the high tone of Angga, felt his presence was undesirable. Bringing the stock box that was originally in front to the back of his body, resisting the embarrassment of daring to come to the person he had refused the other day.

"Sorry to interrupt, excuse me." Mia took a step back to leave.

Angga saw Mia's movements immediately realized her mistake for rebuking the girl. "Don't go! I'm sorry, I didn't think you were coming."

The girl was silent, still with her position. The man caught something hidden behind Mia's body. "You brought something for me?" Anga Fishing.

Mia gasped when caught carrying a box of supplies, she nervously replied. "No-no, it's for me!"

Angga pulled a hand with a stock box. "I happen to be hungry" The man smiled happily, the pain seemed to be gone due to Mia's presence. Mia did not answer, she rounded her eyes not because of the pull of Angga. But because of the man's body temperature.

"Of! Your body is hot," Mia put the back of her hand on Angga's forehead. A worried tone sounded melodious in Angga's ears, may he feel grateful for this pain?

"Yes, I'm sick! It seemed very severe," Angga said with a light heart, provoking Mia's increasingly visible pity. He grinned, flashing various devious plans in his head.

Mia saw his handsome Om face pale, but did not reduce the man's good looks at all. His worry and guilt mixed into one.

"Is Om sick because of me?" The girl said softly.

Angga saw a good gap here, loudly he replied. "Yes, I'm sick of thinking about you all night,"

"I'm sorry" Mia looked down regretfully.

"I'll forgive you, but..."

"But what?"

"Take care of me until I'm healed!"

Without any resistance as usual, Mia replied gently. "All right,"

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Angga's mood was very good today, his manic was not stopping looking at Mia who was busy measuring the mouthful of porridge on him.

The man devoured every mouthful from Mia with a faint smile, whereas in his heart he wanted to jump for joy.

God, I feel like I want to get sick every day like this.

Silly thoughts filled Angga's head, somehow Mia's expression if she knew.

"Is this porridge really not for me?"

"Why is that?"

"Because I feel love in every mouthful,"

The words of Angga make the face of a red fat girl blush, since when is this handsome Om good at seducing?

"Hm, originally it was for Om. But since Om wasn't happy with my arrival, so this is porridge for me,"

"Who said I'm not happy you came, Mia?" Angga squinted his eyes.

"Ok, you're done talking about that!" Mia was about to tidy up the lunch box, but the porridge stain on Angga's lips caught her attention. His finger stretched out towards Angga's face. "Eat is still a mess,"

The hand was hanging because Angga was holding it. "Clean with your lips!"

Mia widened her eyes, was it because Om's body temperature was too hot to ask for anything strange?

"What?" Mia tried to convince me back.

"Clean with your lips!" Angga did not flinch after saying that, his eyes looking at Mia deeply, making the girl misbehave.

Not wanting to end up with a sick person, Mia tries to fulfill the man's request. Mia brought her face closer slowly, the anxious Angga pulled Mia's nape as the girl's breath hit her face. Not cleaning the remaining porridge finally happened, but pangutan between the lips to cause a decapan sound filled the room.

Angga held the girl in his arms, until she fell together in bed. Flipping Mia under her confinement without removing the link of her lips. Mia's heart rate is like going to explode, this Omnya is very good at ensnaring her. Like a fly trapped in a spider cage ready to eat it greedily.

Angga caressed Mia's face after their hot kiss, the kiss was hot because Angga's body temperature was channeled through her tongue. Mia opened her eyes returning the hypnotizing gaze of Angga.

"Be mine! Mia,"

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Jakarta

Finally Bara and Pak Tarjo set foot into the homeland, although there was drama when getting off the plane because the Old Man asked for the mobile phone of one of the pilots. Classic reason, wanted to introduce him to his son Yanti. Bara who heard that held back furious, how could the man offer his son to every man?

"So, you're adding a new son-in-law?" Cold tone.

"I just try, Son Bara himself does not want to be my daughter-in-law?" Mr. Tarjo said sadly.

"Who said I don't want to?" Answer Bara.

The old man smiled happily, oh really clever once this guy had a tongue-lick. Trapping Bara with word games. Bara bit his tongue because he was provoked, could he pull his words?

"If Nak Bara had said that, I would have calmed down. Yanti will you take good care of Nak Bara until the proposal later."

Already speechless, Bara chose silence and stepped foot to leave the old man.

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