
...Happy Reading's....
Rachel knocked on Rangga's room door. The suite room. Which is not May. The door opens from the inside.
"Rachel?" rangga's face frowned looking at him in front of the door.
"Hay," Rachel replied with a sweet smile. He noticed that this man was still wearing his office shirt and pants. Random hair scramble and tangled face but even more add to his good looks.
(Rangga accidentally changed his clothes with office clothes that were worn earlier when she found out Rachel had come, so that the woman did not suspect to see him wearing casual clothes).
"Can I come in?" Rachel asked as she put a little face into the room, continuing to look inside.
"Do you want my feet to stand still?" said again.
"Come in...!" Rangga was forced to grant permission to enter. Because all this time he never allowed Rachel to enter and stay in his private suite room, except for another suite room. Rangga immediately walked inside. Rachel followed behind after closing the door.
"Have you not taken a shower?" tanyakanya. Although not yet bathing, the body of this man's dream is still fragrant captured by his sharp nose.
"I just got here and took a shower. But your arrival!" Rangga said while pouring water in a glass.
"You should have arrived 30 minutes ago after dropping me off! Do you still have any other business?" ask Rachel to investigate.
"There was a minor accident, the road was jammed causing a long queue!" rangga replied, making up a story.
"Oh so..!" said Rachel believes, whether true or not about accidents and traffic jams. He kept stepping in. His eyes looked at the state of the room.
"You're alone here?" tanyakanya.
"of course. You saw no one but us" said Rangga, then sipped some water.
"Want a drink?" bargained for.
"No!" reject Rachel. He walked to the balcony, his eyes moving swiftly paying attention to every corner of this space. There's no one.
Rangga immediately followed him with a glass in hand."What the hell are you here for? Shouldn't you be resting in your apartment right now?" tanyakanya. Because she's taken Rachel to her apartment.
Rachel smiled at me."Can't I come here?" back asking. Although he knew Rangga did not allow anyone to enter and stay in his private suite, including him.
"You're already here, I can't possibly throw you out" said Rangga raising the glass half-body and putting one hand into his pants pocket.
Rachel snorted inwardly. But he immediately controlled his bad mood. He smiled looking fondly at Rangga."I can't sleep thinking about you, baby. That's why I came here!"
Rangga gulped back down his drinking water hearing that remark.
"Keep, do you know where I've been here?"
Rachel turned back to face the sky with a feeling of annoyance, because there was no response from Rangga."I called your Aunt the waiter at your flower shop. Said you didn't go back there. And then I called the apartment security, and you didn't go back there either. So I bet you stay here!" said later.
"This is the first time I've been in this room! Your room is very spacious and luxurious. You never asked me to stay here." Rachel returned her gaze to every corner, then looked at the open sky so that Rangga did not suspect her gaze that was observing and looking for something in this room.
"You're here now! If you want to stay overnight, please....!" rangga said he was watching himself.
"really?" Rachel turned her body back to face Rangga.
Rangga nodded."You can use this room, or the next suite. It's up to you which one."
Rachel smiled."You don't want us to stay together in this room? I honestly want that, baby!" he said meekly seduce teasing. He approached and placed one of his hands on Rangga's shoulder continuously stroking the sturdy shoulder was soft. His one hand still uses a cast. He looked at the blue netra."We've been together a long time, but never this close and done anything more!"
"You know it's impossible!" rangga replied slowly, pulling his face backwards.
"Why? Is it because we're not husband and wife?" Rachel looked into her eyes. Wanted to see Rangga's true feelings towards her.
"Are we not getting married? What harm?" Rachel stared with a seductive look. His fingers traced Rangga's face and stopped on his naturally red thick lips. He threw away his embarrassment, putting aside his pride as a woman in order to lure this man. A man who is very cold and difficult to touch.
Rangga immediately caught Rachel's hand. Then back off and walk towards the bathroom.
"I'm gonna take a shower. You better tell me what you need to come here?"
Rachel's throwing a rough breath."I miss you, baby!" he approached and hugged Rangga from behind making Rangga's steps stop. He pressed the two large fruits onto Rangga's back, while kissing the burly back of this man. Sipping the aroma of sweat mixed. His hands hugged Rangga's stomach, then spread to Rangga's chest.
"If there's nothing important you want to talk about, go back to your apartment. Or if you want to stay here, I'll contact the Manager to prepare the next room!" he said again, staring coldly.
Rachel snorted in annoyance.
"Okay, I'd like to ask, why are you staying at the hotel? You said you were staying at the flower shop tonight." Rachel stared fixedly.
Rangga stuttered, but quickly controlled the situation."I was so tired while driving. That's why I took the closest spot to the company!"
"really?" Rachel looked back at the investigation. Seeking truth from this man's eyes.
"of course! Today, I've done a lot of work myself because you and Clara aren't in the office. I'm so tired and sleepy." Rangga gave an excuse. His heart is not calm at the moment.
"But why do I feel it's not true? I can see from your eyes that you're making up stories and you're lying!"
Rachel brought her face closer."You're not hiding anything from me, are you?" He looked at Netra Rangga.
"Hide what?" Rangga dared to return his gaze, otherwise this woman would know she was lying.
"What exactly are you saying?" ask again.
"I don't have to answer Rangga, because you already know what I mean!" rachel said with emphasis.
Rangga averted his gaze while taking a breath and threw it away slowly.
"I have absolutely no idea what you're thinking! I'm gonna take a shower now!" said later. Then step into the bathroom.
"I'll be waiting for you! Let me contact the Manager to prepare the next room for me!" rachel said she gave up. He followed Rangga to the bathroom.
Degs...Rangga. Rarely stopped.
"So you're gonna stay at the hotel?" He turned and looked at Rachel.
"You haven't changed your mind, have you? You said you didn't mind!" Rachel asked back. I saw Rangga's changed face. He was increasingly suspicious that someone was hiding Rangga.
"Of course not!" Rangga nodded quickly, reviewing a fleeting smile.
"Now take a shower, I'll be waiting for you while playing the piano!" deliberately pushed Rangga's body into the bathroom and entered. As soon as the man walked into the bathroom, his eyes quickly swept across every corner of the room. There was no one in this big bathroom. Then he turned around and came out after giving a sweet smile to Rangga.
Rangga undressed all his clothes to a plain naked. He's not calm. Rachel will stay in the room where May is asleep. Rangga incubated as he rubbed his face rough among the water shower.
While Rachel wasn't into the piano room like she said. But move quickly check each room space before Rangga finished bathing. From the ground floor to the top floor, because this room has two floors. He examined every corner of the room carefully. Even the gym, mini mar, library, health care, mini cinema, and pool did not escape the examination. It was done because of the message received from one of the servants of this hotel, who was his confidant. The waiter said Rangga took a woman to the hotel, who knows. And previously Rangga also always came to the hotel to visit a female guest who stayed in the other suite room.
Rachel actually did not want to believe the report, but two posts Rangga uploaded on his instagram two weeks ago made his trust disturbed. Rangga's romantic upload of beautiful flowers while in the flower shop, and the second upload about his stay at the hotel. Rangga had never posted a romantic sentence on social media. Rangga also rarely stay in hotel rooms. He would rather stay in a flower shop if he came to America. And now this guy starts acting strange as if hiding something that makes him suspicious.
Rachel snarled because she couldn't find anyone in this room."Maybe Rangga knew I was coming and he told the woman to leave immediately?" mumbling assumes.
But when he came earlier, he saw that Rangga looked calm, not surprised and not panicked.
"Is it possible that she was in the other suite?" he remembered the next room. He went to the bathroom to make sure Rangga was still inside. His ears hear the sound of water. That means Rangga is still in the shower. With quick steps he walked out and headed for the next room. He opened the room door...
Ceklek.
Rachel's heart started to calm down. If this room is uninhabited, it should be locked. But this isn't even! That means this room is occupied. While Rangga said earlier, he can stay here and it is up to use which room.
Did Rangga deliberately just test him to not be suspicious? And the truth is Rangga does not want him to stay at this hotel.
Rachel's heart grew increasingly unsettled and began to heat up. Immediately he pushed the door and entered, stepping quickly into Rangga's private room space. His eyes were straight on the bed. There was nothing there but a well-appointed pillow. The bed also looks good. Rachel inspected the other rooms, walked through each space and closely observed each corner. From the bottom to the top floor. Nothing suspicious, everything looks normal and nothing suspicious.
"Did the waiter see the wrong person? Maybe not Rangga, but another guest with his partner, whose clothes and posture are the same as Rangga!" his inner self was doubtful of the servant's report.
Rachel immediately returned to Rangga's room before the man came out of the bathroom and saw that he was not in the piano room. She was relieved that Rangga was still in the bathroom. He immediately went to the piano room and started playing the instrument while humming to sing a western song. Expose his frustration and spill his heart and feelings through the song. Even though he only uses one hand, he is very agile to play the instrument.
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