Not the Son of the Prostitute

Cockroaches

Mutia really felt tight especially the position of her body now which is only a few inches away. The sharp nose, thick eyebrows, and bluish-colored eyes for a moment managed to amaze him. Even the warm breath of the man successfully hit his slightly paled face.

"What are you doing! I don't know you at all!" The girl tried to lie. As much as Mutia's energy pushed the man's body so that he could immediately break free. But, instead of being free from his confinement, now they even fall down with a position that coincides with each other.

"Akhhhh ....!"

Luckily Mutia's position was at the top, so she didn't have to feel the rigors of the room floor.

"I didn't know you were such a lustful girl!" Haidar smiled again. While Mutia's face was already flushed to hold in shame. If he could, he wanted to hide to the bottom of the earth so that no one would see him.

"Deliver!" Mutia rebelled. He should have quickly risen from above the man's body. But due to Haidar's increasingly tight streak, Mutia was forced to bite her wrist until the man complained of pain.

"Akh ... Why did you bite me!" As Haidar loosened his check, Mutia used the opportunity to get up and escape.

"Wait!" Haidar rounded his eyes, the man also got up quickly and followed Mutia's footsteps who had almost reached the exit.

Brakk!

"Akhh ....!" Again Haidar had to feel the behavior of Mutia bars. His forehead felt sore when accidentally collided with the rigors of the room door belonging to his prospective fiancee.

"Shytt ...! Watch out!"

While out there Mutia rubbed her chest in relief after being able to escape. The girl no longer knew what would happen next if she were still in there. Maybe people think that they are doing indecent acts, or maybe Kia will accuse herself of trying to tempt Haidar if the girl comes to see him.

"Basic brash! How dare he do such a thing in the room of his own future fiance! How humiliating! I'm also wondering why Kia could like a guy like that, anyway!" Mutia cussed at the man inside there, venting her vexation that had been trying to hold him back earlier.

"Good thing Kia's phone didn't drop. Can be destroyed if this thing is broken!" Wiping the flat object carefully. Mutia could not imagine if the object had fallen and broken. Where can he replace it? Until now, he had not been able to buy a new cell phone after the incident at the lake at that time.

"Mutia, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly Kia appeared in front of him. The girl looked puzzledly at Mutia who was instead standing alone in front of her private room.

"Ak ... I ....?" Mutia is her own. Should he be honest with the girl in front of him that he had just been alone with Haidar in his room? Nah!

"Hey, why are you dumb?"

Kia's hand clap made the girl in front of him realize. Mutia quickly twisted her brain so that she could find a suitable reason to run away from this difficult situation.

"Emmmm ... in your room there are cockroaches .. yes cockroaches!" mutia said a little nervous, she glanced at the door of the room that was only a few minutes ago she closed with the origin.

Uh, where is he going?

"Princess ...!" Kia screamed in surprise. Because all this time he had never found the disgusting animal in his room. "Are you serious?" ask again.

"I–iya ...." Mutia answered quickly to convince the girl in front of her. While Kia herself was curious, the girl wanted to see herself into her room. Make sure if it's really a cockroach or just a hallucination of his best friend.

Sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, Kia. The girl whispered softly. Regretting his words just now.

"Well, I'll have the waiter clean the room." After getting the phone from Mutia's hand. Kia turned her body again and went back down the stairs.

Mutia breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Kia immediately believed and did not ask questions anymore.

After making sure everything was safe, Mutia quickly caught up with her best friend to return to the party with the others.

While inside there Haidar rubbed his forehead which was still throbbing due to kissing with the rigors of the wooden door earlier. He wanted to immediately follow Mutia's steps, but was forced to undo his intentions because he heard Kia's voice from out there.

Haidar could hardly help but laugh as Mutia wavered in response to Kia's question earlier. Even the girl used the excuse of having cockroaches in a room as good as this.

But, wait, what was that, cockroaches?

Damnit damnit! That means what Mutia meant was herself. Mutia considers him a cockroach, does she?

After not hearing their voices again, he carefully opened the door of the room. Haidar rushed out before anyone else caught him. But, just as his hand was about to push the door handle to close immediately, the sound of someone out of nowhere made his heart almost jump out.

"What are you doing in my daughter's room?" Alex's baritone voice sounded right behind him. Haidar hurriedly turned his body and looked at the man who was the father of his future fiancee.

"Eh ... Um?" Haidar rubbed his own nape which suddenly bristled.

"I asked, what are you doing in Kia's room?" ask Alex for a second time.

The middle-aged man looked very scary when he was angry, Haidar whispered in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Om, I was going to the toilet, but it was wrong to enter this room" said Haidar gave an excuse. Although he was not sure if the man in front of him would believe.

"Toilets?" Alex pulled the corner of her lips faintly. Of course he doesn't believe. The reason doesn't make sense. Where is it possible to find a toilet to get to the top floor? While on the lower floor there are.

"Both of your parents are looking for you everywhere, but you're playing around here." Alex's voice again made the man in front of him flinch.

What was it, messing around?

"I mean, Om? I just ...."

"Oh, forget it! Go back to the party, because Kia's been waiting for you since." After successfully making Haidar feel insinuated, Alex took his steps again towards the bottom floor. Stay Haidar who is still pecking at his place earlier.

Haidar could not understand why the middle-aged man could say that. Or, maybe ....

"Ah, stop! Why I think about it. I'm sure Om Alex couldn't have seen what I was doing in there."