Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Forcing Married

Harsa

This morning the scene as he opened his eyes was a beautiful woman who was hugging him very possessively.

How not, Sekar's arms coiled on his stomach, Sekar's legs coiled on his thighs, as if locking his body.

And it turned out that the blanket that was supposed to cover their bodies was even exposed and only covered the soles of their feet.

"Oh my God, this woman sleeps really as a bar bar gini sih.." he muttered softly, when he saw his shirt worn by Sekar was revealed to the top, thus showing off his lover's smooth thigh.

Instead of fixing the blanket or Sekar T-shirt, his hand instead stroked the white thigh gently, until it unconsciously made Sekar moan.

Sekar's eyes opened slowly and looked at his wokhya who was throwing a meaningful smile.

With a shrewd move, he immediately returned to enjoying those rannum lips. The beginning of the day opens with a hot morning. Somehow this morning Sekar seemed to allow himself to complete his mission.

The shirt that had only been exposed to the thigh, now it was lying somewhere. As his finger was about to open a hook that covered the thing that was driving him crazy at this moment, a cry made them aghast.

"Harsa...!" the sound of screaming filled the living room of his apartment.

"Mama.." Sekar who panicked, immediately woke up and made their eyebrows collide with each other.

"Aduuhh.sick.." whine Sekar while rubbing his forehead.

"Calm down, so my room was locked. Now that you take a shower, let me go see your mom first. Ordinary, relaxed, people at home have also been rooming" he said slowly and casually, in contrast to Sekar who had run to pick up the shirt that had been lying on the mattress, he said, then get into the bathroom.

He chose to pick up and wear his jogger and t-shirt first, before leaving the room. He casually walked out of the room and saw his mother sitting on the dining chair.

"Ma ma'am." he said as he kissed his mother's cheek.

Her mother glanced sharply and observed her appearance from top to bottom.

"Why not go home?"

He walked to fetch water, and drank it to wet his dry throat.

"She usually goes home very rarely. Why is ma?" he answered while pulling a chair sitting face to face with his mother.

Her mother clucked in annoyance, then threw a look from her face.

"Harsa.kamu don't mess around with Sekar. You should not be the same as your girls first. You know, it's still a girl."

His mother's words stunned him for a moment, then laughed amusedly.

"Mama why the hell? Who's messing around?"

"Where does Sekar go now?" search for her mama with a gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"New shower ma, just woke us up. Later in the afternoon we will go to Semarang."

Her mother breathed back, though,

"Just keep Sekar well, as much as possible hold first mas, do not be damaged girls people."

He laughed again with his mother's words,

"This is why, don't overdo it. Besides who's messing with people's girls, Harsa's never busted a woman."

"Pagi ma.." said Sekar who already looks neat with his other shirt combined with jeans that yesterday Sekar wear.

"Ehh morning dear.had taken a bath yes.." greet her mother to Sekar who was kissing her mother's hand.

"Yes ma.." Take a glass of water, then drink it.

"Why don't you get married soon?!"

Ohukk..

Sekar who was drinking water immediately choked when he heard his mother's words. He walked closer to his lover while patting Sekar's back.

"Mama ihh.., She's going to be shocked." grumbled without glancing at her mother.

"I'm sorry.sorry.mama accidentally.."

He and Sekar again sat in front of his mother,

"I mean mama, instead of you guys dating keep getting married. Mama's afraid you're being blurred, let alone Harsa."

Sekar peeked at the base of the pointed nose, that,

"Ma, but Sekar is still in college, still a tourist ambassador as well. How do you want to get married? Still 19 years old ma, wait 21 years ma. Another year and a half" he said with a pleading gaze.

"You finished the tour ambassador when did Sekar?" asked his mother, Sekar just swallowed the saliva and looked nervous.

"Ehhmm.end of next year ma.."

Her mother immediately fell wide,

"Yaudah, if that's the end of the tour ambassador you marry. Beret."

"Ma.." said Sekar slowly.

"No ma.ma.ma.ma.no but.but..! Harsa said wait another 1.5 years, right? Mama asked after the end of next year. Yaudah is not much different, just how many months." her mother's words seemed completely indisputable.

"Let you not just sleep together continue, if marriage is more useful it makes the mother a grandchild. Aren't you?" said her mother again while winking one eye at her.

Sekar was only able to accept and sigh at him, while he actually smiled widely.

"Genta wants to get married, right? Masa' you still want to mess around.." muttered his mother and he even sneered.

"Well she's different, Prisha has graduated from college ma.." she said.

"Everyone! Genta..Genta.mama's former daughter-in-law who is only in mama's dreams." said his mother who made him chuckle.

"Judah Mama wants to go again, you want to go home too, right?"

His mother's steps immediately stopped and turned back to look at them.

"Harsa, take care, get arrested! If you reach Bablas and you are not responsible, mama drag you!" her mother walked out of her apartment.

"Sign ma.." he said in a soft voice.

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