Stuck in Matchmaking

First kiss

After the departure of mbak sesil, I and Aksa looked at each other. It was clear from his reddened eyes that highlighted the deep wounds.

"I'll get you a drink" I said, taking off his hand.

There was no word from Aksa, he kept me from sitting. A kind of code from his body language that actually tightens our hands.

We were both silent for a while. My gaze continued to focus on him, while Aksa now looked down at our hands that were still clinging since the beginning of the conversation.

I don't know what betrayal feels like, because I've never felt it myself, but I'm sure it hurts a lot. Especially until he himself saw the affair. If only limited to the road while holding hands, I am sure the pain can still be tolerated, but if you have slept together, share sweat, to earthy sigh*ahan, and so on, I don't think it can be bargained anymore. It must hurt a lot.

"Thank you" I said, making him look up and meeting our net.

"Thank you for what?" ask mas Aksa flat.

"Had defended me in front of Sesil"

Mas Aksa kept looking at me, his gaze pushing me to kiss his lips.

And I did it even though it was short. I'm determined to get rid of this prestige and shame.

A second later he shifted his chair, eroded the distance of our faces and kissed me. The kiss I felt was like an vent of anger, but still she gently did. Because I was carried away, I returned the kiss.

"Let's get married" I whispered after our lips slipped off.

As soon as I heard my invitation, Aksa stared at me intensely, like she was looking for the seriousness of the sentence I just issued. A second later he kissed me warm and soft, deeper than before, to the point of making me feel like a madman. Somehow the story, know-how I've ended up in his lap, with the condition of my hands coiled around his neck. Our kisses got more intense, deeper, and longer, until we could no longer hold our breath.

"There's CCTV here" I said after unraveling the links of our lips, with our eyebrows still stuck together, our breathing that collided with each other felt warm to the face.

"Then we have to immediately remove from the CCTV footage" Aksa replied, seconds later we exchanged a smile.

Either out of pity, or he's been fucking me, or maybe because of our parents, which I obviously couldn't avoid with his papi and grandfather's plans.

From this moment on I decided that I was accepting matchmaking from my parents. And from this moment on, I reiterate, this man will be all of mine.

****

While Aksa was erasing the scene of us gluing our lips together a few minutes ago at the table near the cashier, I climbed the stairs to the top floor where there were two rooms, the room where I worked, it consists of several tables. Two tables belonging to Wiwi and Anya, one table mine, and another table belonging to Daus that I tasked to supervise the kitchen and employees, as well as visitors. Beside him was a room to stay in if we were overtime like tonight.

Arriving at the room, I saw Wiwi and Anya who looked nervous as soon as I entered it. I glanced without a word, grabbing my laptop and some paper for me to take out, as I was going to work on it downstairs accompanied by Aksa's mas.

"I work under ya"

"Yes" they answered briefly.

For me this is strange, not because of the short answer, but their movements that show suspicious behavior. Until my brain thought that they had eavesdropped on the talk of the three of us, and probably saw the scene of me and Aksa's mas.

My face flushed for a moment.

"You're okay, right?" ask me to investigate, complete with eyeballs that highlight suspiciously.

"What's wrong?"

"You didn't want to talk about us, right?, you can't lie because there's CCTV"

"I-iya mbak we mengguping"Anya's answer was quick. I knew perfectly well that Anya couldn't lie, she was afraid that I would fire her. "but then mbak and masnya kissed us straight up"

My forehead frowned at his honesty.

"We can't help but nguping mbak" This time the speech came out of Wiwi's mouth. "We're curious especially if he's a famous artist. We wanted to ask for a photo and a signature, but it was right down Sasa and they were serious about something, so we eavesdropped. Sorry mbak" continued Wiwi lirih .

I sighed softly, could not blame them because if I was in position they would also want to know. The term of the present day Kepo.

"Sorry mbak" Anya repeated as I kept quiet.

Actually I was embarrassed to be found by them kissing with Aksa mass, but how to do it again. Not even avoiding can.

"Yes, I'll continue below". After they agreed, I rushed down.

After putting the items I brought on the table, I stepped into the kitchen making snacks and drinks to accompany us.

One plate of french fries and two cups of hot chocolate marsmellow is ready I bring it to the front.

"You brought clothes here?" ask Aksa's mas while grabbing one fries.

"There" I replied as I opened the laptop.

"You should say thank you for taking my time to accompany you here"

I really don't know what's inside his head. It wasn't him who came here.

I just silently responded to her words, my eyes glancing at her face that looked so relaxed.

As if not disturbed by my sharp gaze, Aksa instead focused one of his elbows on the table, propping up his chin, with a gaze fixed towards my laptop.

"You want me to kiss you again?"

"Huh?" sahutku.

"I don't care if you see me, I'm happy" said Mas Aksa relaxed "But later your work will not be finished" Mas Aksa said without seeing me, he focused on enjoying the simple snacks I made.

"You better finish your work first, when you're done, you can be content to see my face"

This guy really messed up my head, broke my concentration, made me want to strangle his neck and eat him alive.

"I wouldn't even mind if you told me to stay here" he added with a flat expression, and it just made me want to nag him. Maybe he thinks I'm gonna tell him to stay the night. In that instant, my hand holding the bolpoint crossed the cross on the back of his white hand.

"It's okay if it's a sign of love" he said.

This time I couldn't help myself from taking a hit.

I pinched his hand, and in a split second he whimpered in pain.

"You really like KDRT?" he said as he rubbed my pinches, then back up his chin with one hand.

"Your words are outrageous" I said scoldingly without seeing it.

"I was just kidding. I also know for sure you won't probably tell me to stay, even if it is, a hundred percent I don't refuse"

I glanced at him after hearing his reply.

"I mean I don't want to" he said, then sipped a hot chocolate that might not be hot anymore.

Almost done in the middle of the night I did my overtime, and on the sidelines of my work, we talked about marriage. Mas Aksa asked me to agree to his request for a wedding three weeks from now. I was astonished by his wishes, because I thought that three weeks was too short to prepare for a big event. But again I was made unable to attack him because everything will be completed by involving many people to help prepare for our wedding.

"I'm home" Pamitnya. He was about to kiss me, but my hand immediately prevented it by smothering his mouth when he was about to do so.

He was like pursing my lips just as I let go of my hand.

"Assalamualaikum" he said relented.

"Girishal"

Before leaving, Mas Aksa smiled, then turned around after wiping my head.

I stared at his back until I entered his car.

I feel that Aksa's words are right, we should have hastened our marriage. In addition to Aksa's fear of me changing her mind, she also felt guilty for having fucked me, as a form of responsibility he said.

Seriate

Regards

Ane