Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 34: ALKAN WITH FLOWERS

"Omm?" call Bunga, Alkan turned off his call and neutralized the cold facial expression with calmness, then turned to look at the hazelnut-eyed girl who turned out to be standing in hiding and only popped her head.

Did this kid hear all my conversations? Do I need a test? Huft, I'd better make sure.~batin Alkan for a moment, then waved his hand so that the Flower came out of hiding and approached him.

Wave Alkan's hand, make Bunga publish his best smile, and step foot with a cheerful face. I can't help but see how happy the girl is. I doubt the heart of a grown man. As fast as lightning was looking for a solution to find out, did the girl hear anything or not?

"Why hide? Where's papa?" Alkan looked at the girl in front of him gently as a father looked at his daughter.

"Papa? Oh it's down, but why is Om's face tense? Don't-don't....,"

Alkan rubbed his face hoping for an expression unlike that of Flowers. "That's it. Forgetit. Om good, let's go down!"

Free if you want to find out, while the condition of his heart is still mixed. Just once his emotions were again enveloped in a storm, it would not only bring out all the flavors. It could be that girl being an impingement. Then it is better to forget the doubt in the heart, and assume all is well.

"Om, hold the real one, man! Less time, anyway?" bunga protest that is now walking in the steps of Alkan because the man suddenly just clasped his hands and then passed leaving the mini balcony.

Suddenly Alkan stopped walking suddenly, making the Flower that walked behind him without paying attention to the front as a result hit his burly back.

"Oh, Om! Pain, hyx." The flower rubbed its pointed nose, at the same time Alkan let go of the hand grip and turned to look at the girl worriedly.

"Sorry, where's the pain?" ask Alkan in panic.

"Hiks, this is sick Om." The flower pointed at her nose, making Alkan cupped the girl's sweet face while blowing slowly. "Om, not bleeding, you know. Time blown? Should have been given that kiss."

"WHAT'S?" Alkan did not understand the meaning of the Flower, making the girl sigh and then smile ignorantly.

Flowers blinked like something had entered the netra of his eyes. "Om, blow! These flowers, how about om?"

"You here! Hold this, don't poke!" Alkan pulled the Flower's hand as he approached the girl's face, intent on wanting to help by blowing the hazelnut's eye. However, just as suddenly a kiss landed perfectly on his lips.

A natural chewy object that felt moist stopped his heartbeat. The moment the two looked at each other drowned the sense in the unification of the lips. Who would have thought that the flower stole a kiss. It was precisely Alkan's heart that felt empty. Even the two bodies are still glued without releasing the lip link that only gives introductory greetings.

The flower retracted her lips, "Love you, Om."

The deg!

The whisper of love from the Flower is like an electric shock, no matter what happens to it. The girl who is always considered a princess actually steals one kiss, and declares love. OF LOVE? Did his ears hear wrong? How could that netra hazelnut girl easily whisper a word that had been avoided? Is the world about to collapse? So many questions divert the world of an Alkan.

Without realizing it, the heart thief had already fled leaving his room. "flower?"

"Alright unconscious! Where could all of that happen. Never mind, forget it. Maybe I'm just hallucinating." the man murmured to calm his mind with footsteps walking away from his room.