Stuck in Matchmaking

Morning in paris

I heaved a heavy sigh when I found that Aksa was still comfortable in his position. Though it was past eight in the morning, but he seemed to blind the eyes that it was noon.

As agreed at dawn, we decided to stay all day in the hotel. In addition to the condition of my body that seemed to crumble, Aksa also could not bear if I had to take me traveling in a state of pain in one part of my body.

While breathing paris air from the balcony, I occasionally glanced at Aksa mas who was still struggling spoiled with his thick blanket. He sleeps still without clothes, so do not dare to come out of the nest because in addition to the cold AC, the, the air temperature outside has also begun to cool because currently in Paris is in mid-autumn. That means it will soon turn into winter, so it is so cold that it snows.

When my gaze turned on the messy bed, I saw Aksa's mass writhing, I thought there were signs of waking up, apparently not. He just came back into the blanket, along with that, my face felt warm when I remembered what I had been through there last night.

Exhaling, I walked into the chair near the bed. I grabbed a mug of Japanese matcha tea that was not as hot as when I ordered it.

Sip it slowly, while watching the news broadcast on tv this morning.

I faintly heard a long sigh from Aksa's mass and immediately turned my gaze to look at him. He who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, immediately met my eyes.

"Have breakfast?" the question then evaporated.

"I'm waiting for you?"

It seems that Aksa's mas directly glanced at the clock after I said that.

"It's been over nine o'clock why don't you order some food first"

"Eat him you wake up early" I said, then sip the sweetness of matcha tea.

I read Aksa walking towards the bathroom. The next second I cleaned our bed that was very messy and not as clean as before. After cleaning it, now it's his turn to prepare clothes for him.

After a few minutes, I sat back in the chair while enjoying the cookies provided by the hotel.

The sound of the door made me turn my face towards Aksa's mass. And his figure was walking leisurely while drying his hair with a towel. Still bare-chested, Mas Aksa came up to me, then leaned in front of me and stole a kiss on my lips. Pull at once shift the chair and place it next to me while reaching for his warm lemon tea cup.

I put down the mug I was holding, then replaced his hand to dry his hair.

"You want me to order some food, or we're out?" ask Aksa after putting her cup on the table.

"How are we going to get out?" my suggestion while draping a towel on the arm of the chair I was sitting on and Aksa's mas immediately turned his head.

"Why see me like that?" I asked while tidying up her hair that was half dry.

"Are you okay?"

His question made me laugh, and not for how long, he followed the smile with the spotlight fully staring at me fixedly.

"Of course you, bummer, flat when I hit your car."Especially if driving while daydreaming, the danger is not only for you, but for others as well" Sindirku repeated the words Aksa mas when he first met.

"Remember your face when you say that?"

"Why is that?" ask while squinting.

"It's like he wants me to fight"

Suddenly Aksa laughed, and somehow I was happy to see him carefree like this. Ever since I agreed to papi's plan, and Aksa's mass invitation to get married, I've really opened up to her. Moreover, he is an orphan, I can not bear if I have to hurt him and make him sad. Like a book, it feels like you want to continue to open sheet by sheet, until the last sheet. Want to repeat the beginning of our meeting, as well as the incident that made us both shocked, especially when we woke up in one bed and one blanket, with the condition of the body not wearing clothes.

As her laughter began to subside, and we made eye contact, Aksa shifted her chair to get closer to me, her arms suddenly stretched out embracing my shoulders slightly pulling her, then without saying anything our lips met.

Warm and soft, so I did not realize I knew Aksa carrying me and took me and laid me on the bed. We just looked at each other and smiled when we met our lips. His face came back to my face until the smell of his fragrant breath pierced my nose and made my hair bristling.

And finally, we repeated our activities last night.

*****

"What do you want to eat?" I asked when we were at the restaurant.

"I'm with you" he answered, focusing on his phone screen.

Hearing the answer, I immediately chose the menu that I liked. Although I do not know what he likes, but quite understand if the Aksa mass does not like to eat spicy, sour, and fried-fried foods that contain a lot of oil. And that's what I should avoid.

While waiting for the menu to be ready, my eyes seemed to be amazed by the interior of the restaurant, making my soul want to imitate the layout, and the atmosphere like this for the progress of my restaurants. And as my eyes continued down the corner of the room, my eyes widened as I caught a familiar figure to me.

The figure is like mbak Gina and om Rendi, husband aunt Ami, who is none other than the father continued mas Lasetya. They walked out of the restaurant area. Maybe if we come here early, we'll meet them.

But I'm not sure either, because we met only twice, I don't really understand his face, especially now that I see him from a distance, and I hope that my guess is wrong.

SERIATE

For the novel to miss you, sorry yes, really can not continue.

because there are many stories that resemble, such as comments here, so I stop publishing. because I personally less sreg if the novel that I made is the same as other people's novels, because it is, just different name and place alone 😀😀😀

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