
"Basic crazy!" I hissed slowly. Continue the work that was delayed.
Because of Abdul Ro'uf just now, my work mood became chaotic. Substantial. I don't know what the guy wants, why he always makes me sick and depressed by his crazy behavior. Moreover, he had quit his job to make me more restless, because he would have been in this house all day, making me uncomfortable. Why not just go home to his parents, but the distance from here khan is not too far too. Huh!
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Early in the morning
I saw madam getting ready with her bag and abaya. It looks so graceful. But why doesn't it look like he's taking me? hm, it's not usually like this.
"Would you like to go with Mr Khaber?" tanyaku carefully. He was preparing to wear his pantopel shoes.
"Yes, we both have a little business. You take care of the house and don't let anyone in, okay?" she stood up as her husband approached.
"Okay, Noorah, we go first" Mr. Khaber said and went with his wife to the exit. While I just nodded.
My message is starting to get bad. Why don't they take her sister with them?, huh, sucks. Hopefully the naughty creature sleeps soundly and will not leave the room until the afternoon arrives. Amyn...
"Yes Noorah, why are you daydreaming so early in the morning, huh?" I was immediately shocked. The person I was talking to was standing right behind me. Damn, damn.
I saw him smiling. Ih, spooky. The fondness on his face was completely different from his morals and mannerisms.
I decided to go to my room immediately and ignore it. But when he passed it, it seemed like he pulled my veil.
"Aw.." I turned my head to him and tried to remove the veil from his hand. He just chuckles, sneers.
"Let go, I want to go" I looked at him intently, hoping he would let me go.
"Why are you so arrogant, huh?" he brought his face closer, as I turned, his breathing warmed to the right side of my ear, making me grimace.
He moved me back slowly and as he was about to touch my hand, I immediately pulled him over and stepped on his foot. Jem!
"A...!" he grimaced with pain. I had a chance to run to my room. But unfortunately my veil that is still in his left hand, detached. To show me my long hair.
I don't care, the important thing is that I'm getting away from him.
Blug up!
the door to my room was closed and I forgot to lock it.
the chekrek! the chekrek!
My chest feels like it's a dag dig dug. Fear and anxiety become one. Playing for a long time he was getting more insolent and more courageous
I stared at the little Oomar's face that looked funny and sinful. The tears flowed. I remember Ankku Adit who was in the homeland. What the hell is he doing? and how it is now. Honestly, I miss him a lot. May he be in good health and always.
I don't know how long I slept, suddenly the sound of a little Oomar crying. I blinked my eyes. Apparently he woke up. Usually he rarely cries loudly when he wakes up, but this time it seems too long ignored until the crying becomes more and more. Poor thing...