Om, Marry Me?

Call me mas!

Adrian tightened his hands, held back his emotions and then he caught his breath and smiled at Chika.

"Let's go home, baby," Adrian told her gently and slowly holding Chika's hand.

"I don't want to, you're mean to me," Chika said, crying, but to others it looked very funny.

"I will not be evil anymore, now we go home," said Adrian who lifted Chika's body by force ala bridal Style. Chika rebelled by hitting Adrian's chest hard but in vain Chika's small energy did not make Adrian let go.

"Down me, Om crazy," Chika snapped screeching. Instead of taking down Chika Adrian just buried the girl's face into his chest making Chika not rebel anymore, the girl was silent even he inhaled the masculine fragrance of Adrian.

"Well, Om scented as well." Chika continues to slip her face on Adrian's chest making Adrian smile thinly. He can feel his chest now doubling with cheeks blushing.

"You don't test me, Bocil," said Adrian smiling.

***

"Hey, where are they going? It wasn't there." Show Diyah where Chika and Adrian were.

"They've gone home Miss, you better go home too" Jack replied. He dared to embrace Diyah.

"Cih, Om it's always making a fuss, '" said Diyah. "I don't want to go home yet, you're the only one coming home. How dare you hug me. Quickly let go," cried Diyah looking at Jack.

"It wasn't me who hugged Miss, it was Miss's own hands that hugged my waist," Jack replied politely. Without Diyah realizing it was her who hugged Jack's waist very tightly.

"So you blame me" cried Diyah again. Jack shakes.

"I don't have the courage to blame, Miss," said Jack.

"It's good that it's true" said Diyah as she looked at the hand that hugged Jack. "Ah, you're right. My hands are holding you, but it's not my fault. It's the fault of my hand," raved Diyah while tightening her embrace. Jack just nodded.

"Diyah why do you hold her, take your hand off," cried Dimas he tried to get up and stagger to Diyah.

"Two come with me, let me drive him," said Dimas was about to hold Diyah's shoulders who was unconscious but on the rough edge as Jack made Dimas fall to the floor.

"Sorry sir, Miss business let me take care of it. You just can't stand properly how you want to escort our Miss safely" Jack said firmly but politely.

"You underestimated me well," cried Dimas trying to stand up. "He's mine don't touch him" cried Dimas again. Jack clenched his hand, he felt furious with Dimas' words.

"Sorry sir, Miss Diyah is engaged to me. If you dare to bother him again, I make sure you will not breathe any longer" Jack said so coldly.

Boby, who was not affected by alcohol, shuddered in horror at the man's words called Tunagan Diyah. He approached Dimas and carried Dimas's shoulder. Jack cursed his stupidity why he was serving a drunk man.

"I'm sorry my friend sir, he was so drunk that he didn't knowingly say that" Boby said, looking down as he carried Dimas away. Jack Handa nodded, he lost his face now.

'Stupid me, 'into Jack.

"Hey, don't take me away. I wanted to hit the person who was embracing Diyah," cried Dimas echoing inside the building.

"Why so noisy," said Diyah who regained consciousness.

"It's okay Miss, we should go home now," said Jack looking down at the face of Diyah who was also staring at him.

"You're so handsome" said Diyah with my eyes making Jack blush.

"Miss we should go home now," repeated Jack again as he looked the other way, he was not strong to stare for a long time at the beautiful face of Nonanya.

"Take me," said Diyah.

"No Miss I'd better embrace it," Jack refused subtly.

"Calm down Miss, I'll hold Miss" Jack said.

"You're serious?" tanya Diyah sparkled and she stopped her cry.

"Yes Miss." Jack was about to turn Diyah over and lift her thigh but Diyah prevented him.

"Don't carry it as soon as I don't want to, I want to carry it in the back" said Diyah began crying and forced Jack to obey and she turned around. Diyah quickly jumped behind Jack's width. "Let's walk," cried Diyah in excitement. Jack smiled broadly at Diyah's behavior if not drunk.

In the middle of Jack down the stairs, Diyah sniffing Jack's nape makes Jack amused.

"I like the same fragrant nape of your nape," stirring Diyah with occasional menj** nape Jack, making Jack not careless.

"Miss don't be like that" said Jack stopping in the middle of the stairs. Instead of stopping Diyah biting Jack's neck made him complain but not too sick for him.

"You shut up if you don't want me to get bitten again" Diyah said, looking like a threat.

***

The sunlight on Chika's face made her blink her eyes and hold her heavy head and neutralize her vision. When her eyes could completely be evacuated, Chika was shocked and immediately sat up from her sleep.

"Ah, my head is so dizzy. Uh, where am I? Wait instead of this at Om's house, Adrian." Tracing the view even though Chika had not had time to enter Adrian's room but she could still see clearly the contents of this room. "Well! What happened to me, last night I was with Diyah and why in her room," Chika lifted her blanket.

"Huh, thank God," he said when he saw his clothes were still intact. "But this is who's jacket, what's her jacket," Chika smelled the smell of the jacket stuck to her body and inhaled it deeply.

"It's true, the jacket, I really like the smell" Chika said smiling as Adrian's body odor stuck to the jacket she was wearing.

Kreets....

The sound of the door opening suddenly Chika got up and sat back down when her head felt dizzy again.

"Don't move, let me go there" said Adrian approaching the bed with a nap filled with food.

"Om, why am I here. Did something happen last night?" chika asked, she still did not remember the incident last night so she was in the man's room.

"You don't remember?" adrian asked already sitting in front of Chika and put a napan in their middle. Chika shakes.

"I don't remember it yet, my head is dizzy if it forces me to remember about last night. What was it last night, Om?" ask Chika curiously.

Adrian did not answer, so he lifted the plate containing fried rice and thrust a spoon into Chika's mouth.

"Jawab first, Om," Chika held Adrian's hand. Their eyes were fixed, Adrian put on an indifferent face and put the spoon back into the plate and sky and took off Chika's hand which was still holding it.

"Om, what a strange thing," said Chika stood up.

"I'm not your Om so don't call me Om" replied Adrian gently. He did not want to hear this morning Adrian chose to leave. "Take your meal," he continued. While trying to move her legs, Chika approached by walking ahead of Adrian and standing in front of Adrian.

"I don't want to eat, just answer what happened last night, Om" Chika shouted.

"Call me Mas" cried Adrian involuntarily making Chika surprised. "It wasn't you last night who called me Mas. And you promised never to call me Om again" continued Adrian in a soft voice.

'I call him Mas, that's right. It's impossible, why don't I remember it,'

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