Om Satisfied I'm Squeezed

Meet My Sister

"Home of His Mama, Om Bobby? Means my in-laws' house dong?" inner Ariel.

Ariel stared at the luxurious and magnificent mansion in front of her. A classic style house with a spacious courtyard and sturdy pillars on several sides. "Wow, the house is so luxurious. Is this what the rich man was born with?" ariel again.

"Come, why are you daydreaming anyway?" Om Bobby breaks Ariel's daydream.

"D-yes." Ariel followed in Bobby's footsteps. Walking past a luxury car that was so shiny that it showed its current appearance.

Ariel looked down and found her clothes look impolite to meet the in-laws, let alone rich in-laws like Om Bobby's parents. Jeans with Om Bobby's oversized shirt and shoes. What did her in-laws say when she saw her son marry a woman like Ariel?

Ariel stopped her steps. Bobby holding his hand stopped. "Why?"

Ariel once again looked at her appearance. "My clothes. It doesn't feel right to meet your parents, Beb, in these clothes."

Bobby smiled, knowing his wife's worries. "I've ordered clothes from the boutique, will be delivered later. Be calm. My mom is rarely home. We want a date not a meeting with in-laws." Om Bobby blinked one eye, gave a code to Ariel if he could be invited to cooperate.

"Oh, all right, if it's like that .. I'm calm." Ariel again followed Om Bobby's steps into the magnificent house.

Om Bobby knocked on the door and soon the waiter in the black uniform that Ariel read came and opened the door for them. "Mr Robbie? Please come in, sir!"

The waiter lowered his face as he gave Om Bobby a way in. Ariel felt like she was in a kingdom where there was a Maid who welcomed the King who came while looking down.

"Who's home? Mama is?" ask Bobby Om while holding Ariel's hand into the house.

"The big lady is abroad, sir. There is Miss Prisa in the room, sir," the maid replied.

"Say Risa if I come! Prepare a drink and a snack for my woman. Good and not for long!" om Bobby's orders.

"Good, Master!" The waiter then went to do his job.

Om Bobby wrapped his hands around Ariel's waist and took her to the living room. Ariel was still silent while staring at the contents of the luxurious house. Large crystal lights dangled from the top floor, in contrast to the 15-watt bulb lights that were enough to illuminate Ariel's tiny house in the village.

The area of the living room and the living room if combined is even much wider than the contract Ariel used to be. The marble floor he stepped on felt cold and cool. Om Bobby takes the AC remote and turns on the AC 2 PK that is in the middle room. The air is getting cooler.

Om Bobby sits on an L-shaped sofa with thick, padded foam. He patted the sofa so that Ariel sat next to him. "Do you want to sit on your own or sit on your own?" goda Om Bobby's.

"Sit down by yourself." Ariel sat next to Bobby and asked him something that made him curious. "Beb, Prisa it ... who?"

"Prisa? She's my sister. More precisely, the sister of one Mama and another Papa." Om Bobby wrapped his hands around Ariel's waist and kissed her cheeks. "Tonight you satisfied Joni in this house!"

"We're not staying at a hotel?" ask Ariel who feels uncomfortable and not free to be in this luxurious house.

"For what? This house is better than the hotel. I have my own room that's more spacious and comfortable for our activities." Om Bobby draped Ariel's hair to kiss Ariel's neck.

Ariel shuddered amusedly. The feather bristled because Om Bobby kept teasing him. "Ish ... Shame, Beb."

Before long there were footsteps coming down the stairs cheerfully. The sound of house slippers with the image of a rabbit sounds like it describes a longing for someone who has not been met for a long time.

Those carefree footsteps suddenly stopped. Ariel and Om Bobby turned around and saw a teenage girl with double hair who was smiling, now the smile on her face changed leaving a frown on her forehead.

"Hi, Baby!" Bobby stood up and opened his arms wide.

The teenage girl looked at Om Bobby, she smiled again and slammed into her brother's arms. "How are you doing? Naughty no?"

Om Bobby released Prisa's embrace which now glanced back at Ariel with a curious look. "Where have I ever been naughty? I'm a good boy, unlike Brother who rarely comes home." Prisa blurted her lips as a form of protest against the brother who seemed to forget to go home.

Om Bobby scrambled the teenager's hair while laughing cheerfully. "sorry. Your brother's busy."

"busy? Huh, busy with him?" Prisa's eyeball glanced towards Ariel. He was curious about the woman his brother had brought. Ever since her sister-in-law Lisa died, her brother seemed to be a cold man and never talked about women at all. Now suddenly her brother came home and brought a woman he had never met before. Of course Prisa was astonished.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce you both." Bobby asks Ariel to come closer. "Include, Ariel. Ariel, this is my sister Prisa!"

Ariel extended her hand and smiled amiably at Prisa. Although somewhat hesitant, Prisa returned Ariel's hand.

"Ariel."

"Prisa."

The two mentioned each other's names. Ariel smiled warmly but Prisa looked flat. Prisa continues to pay attention to the appearance of Ariel who is considered unlike her former sister-in-law who was elegant and classy. Ariel impressed somewhat .. naughty. The big shirt and jeans, not the jeans Prisa rated but the big shirt Ariel wore. Prisa sure, the shirt belongs to his sister. Prisa suspects that their relationship is far away.

Prisa continues to judge, what are the advantages of women in front of him compared to others? Beautiful, yes, but not more beautiful than the model in the company who valued his handsome brother.

"Hey, don't stare at Ariel like that" said Om Bobby. "Tonight, Ariel will be staying at this house. We have a great date tonne."

"Oh, have fun." Prisa looks cold and goes back to her room.

Before long the sound of the bell, it turns out Om Bobby's order shirt has come. "Which, I had to call Bayu because there was a little problem in the office. Take this shirt to my room and you take a break to prepare for tonight. Remember, my room is on the left!"

"Yes." Yeah." Ariel brought her new clothes and walked to the upper room. Ariel fell silent in the middle of the room thinking which room belonged to her husband. "Which left is it? Left from the stairs or left from the corner of the room?"

"Definitely left of the stairs." Ariel confidently opened the room door and was shocked when she saw something.

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