The Invisible Prince's Passion

Rika Drunk

A romantic dinner between Rika and Rangga begins. Rika looked timid. Sometimes he glanced at the handsome man and after Rangga returned his gaze, he immediately turned his gaze in another direction.

A few minutes later.

"Thank you for dinner, Mas Rangga," Rika said, wiping her lips with a tissue on the table.

"Together," the man replied briefly.

"Oh yes, Mas. Mas said there was something important, that I wanted to talk to you about. What's the problem, Mom? Does this have anything to do with Mila or that 'She?" continued Rika while looking closely at both eyeballs Rangga.

Rangga shook his head slowly. "No. Not about that. I'm asking you to meet here is to ...."

Rangga stopped his words. He reached into his pants pocket and then took out a small jewelry box with a combination of gold red and amor shaped. Rangga opened the jewelry box and then stuck it in front of Rika.

"Will you be my lover, Rika?" rangga asked with a cold look looking at the girl.

"Ke-to-lover?" Rika's lips twitched. So does his whole body. The girl was in a heavy shock. He never thought that Rangga would express his love for him.

A beautiful gold necklace was clearly plastered before Rika's eyes. An amor-shaped pendant with a small diamond as the sweetener, managed to make the girl fascinated.

"Serious mas? I'm not kidding, right?"

Rangga shook his head slowly. "I'm serious."

"But I think all this time Mas Rangga liked Mila," continued Rika who still did not believe the handsome man's statement.

"You're wrong. I have absolutely no feelings for Mila. I love you, Rika. Now accept this necklace, as a sign of proof that I love you," said Rangga steadily.

With trembling Rika grabbed the necklace then took it. "Seriously, this necklace is for me, Mom?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Although Rangga's style looks so stiff when expressing love to him, but it still seems romantic to Rika.

"Hows it? You like that necklace?" rangga asked, still with a cold gaze staring at Rika.

Rika nodded quickly while smiling her warm smile to Rangga. "Yes, Mas. I like it so much."

Rangga smiled thinly. He got up from his seat and walked over to Rika. Now the man is standing right behind her. He grabbed the necklace that was still in the girl's hand and then put it together.

Rangga's sweet behavior tonight really makes Rika wrong. His cheeks looked even more blushing. Actually, Rika has long harbored feelings of love for Rangga. However, he was forced to cover it up because it turns out Mila also likes the same man.

For the sake of Mila, he was willing to put aside his feelings for Rangga and chose to be a matchmaker for Mila and her boyfriend.

"I still have a little surprise for you, Rika," whispered Rangga beside Rika's ear.

"To-surprise? What surprises, Mom? Don't make me die standing tonight" Rika said stammeringly.

Just at that moment, a servant entered the room with a tray in his hand. The tray contained one bottle of drink and two small glasses.

Rika linked her eyebrows staring at the contents of the tray. Meanwhile, Rangga returned to his seat and asked the waiter to put the tray on the table.

"Now go," said Rangga after the servant put the tray he had brought to the table, just as Rangga had commanded him.

"Tonight we celebrate our anniversary as lovers, Rika. Let's toast!" Rangga.

Rika smelled a strong alcoholic aroma from the drink she had on her hand at that time.

"Active drinking?" Rika linked her two eyebrows in surprise staring at Rangga. Never once did he think that it turned out Rangga was the man who drank the intoxicating drink.

Rangga nodded slowly. "Yes." Yeah."

Rika put the glass back on the table and refused Rangga's invitation to drink the drink.

"I'm sorry, Mas Rangga. I can't."

"Just this once, Rika. And this is my first time. I've never touched this drink before" persuaded Rangga.

"really? If Mas had never touched this intoxicating drink, then why would Mas even take me to drink it now? We can't replace it with another drink, tea, coffee or juice for example?" rika said with half annoyance.

Rangga breathed heavily. "Yes, if you don't want to."

The man put back his drinking glass then turned his face to the side and from the look on his face at that time, Rika knew that Rangga was upset with him.

Rika took a deep breath and then exhaled her back. He grabbed the drink and lifted it in front of Rangga.

"Alright, Mas. Just this once!"

Rangga looked over while smiling faintly. "Yes, just this once!"

Rika was forced to chug the drink for Rangga's sake. He finished the drink while covering his nose so that the pungent smell of the drink did not smell. Rika finally managed to drink the drink to the toilet.

"Hoeekk!" Rika covered her mouth with both hands. The intoxicating drink even made his stomach churn. While Rangga just laughed softly at Rika's behavior that looks so funny.

A few minutes later.

Rika felt a great pain in her head. All the objects in the room were seen floating and circling above his head.

Rika who was under the influence of alcoholic beverages wagged her hands over her head.

"Damn it! Why are these chickens circling over my head," Rika annoyed.

Rangga approached Rika then pulled her hand slowly. "You better rest first, Rika. It looks like you are drunk" said Rangga.

"Drunken? I'm not drunk, Mom. The chickens are drunk!" he laughed while laughing.

Rangga patiently led Rika into the man's room. Rika who was already in a semi-conscious state, did not feel the slightest worry when Rangga invited her to bed.

"What do we want, Mom?" rika asked as she put her hand to Rangga's neck.

Rangga grinned then with lightning speed let go of the clothes worn by Rika. While the girl just laughed out loud while occasionally saying love words to Rangga.

Until finally Rangga managed to take off all the clothes worn by Rika. The girl's pure white skin was clearly plastered in front of Rangga's eyes. Even the two spongy circles and the sensitive area of the girl were seen without the slightest censorship. But something was strange about that man. He looked indifferent and did not care about the plain body that was so tempting.

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