The RoofTop Girl's

Go home...

Fati

He stiffened when Zai informed him that there was a report of a cash withdrawal transaction from Rora's account number. The last point at the ATM of the Anyar market branch, Bogor at 05.00 in the morning.

The team had already detected Rora's whereabouts, but then they lost track. He was accompanied by bang Dio and bang Devan, papa's assistant immediately left for Bogor that morning as well, joining the search.

They found new evidence that Rora had stayed at the Efita hotel, about 500 meters from the location of the ATM transaction report that morning and checked out at half six in the morning. After midday the search yielded nothing. He had grumbled at the team who could have lost track of a woman, pregnant again.

He went back to Jakarta the other night, after a day like a madman traveling around Bogor. His body was really tired, especially his heart. Instead of going home, he prefers a break to the apartment.

A quiet atmosphere greeted him when he opened the apartment door. The light on the foyer was turned on automatically when he set foot there, and it was then that he saw a woman's shoe lying on the shoe rack. His heart beats at maximum speed, the existence of the shoe makes his hope of the arrival of Rora to the apartment increasingly so-so.

The foyer light went out as he stepped out, and headed for the room. A dim light steals out of the room, and increasingly realizes that he is not alone.

Rora is really here. It's not illusion... Really?

From his place, he could see the hair of a tall shoulder, revealing a sexy neckline lying on the side of the bed. He could not help but smile and walk closer to the beautiful body he had just realized that this girl was wearing his shirt.

Of course the shirt looks great in the body of Rora, able to close up to half the thigh of the girl, again, showing a smooth leg that damn, making it turn on. He wondered if Rora was wearing any other clothes behind that shirt?

The truth is, She looks sexy as hell. She always gorgeous, but she's fucking hot when she wears her shirt.

He gulped, Rora lying on the bed behind him, slowly lying down, hugging the girl from behind. Buried her lips all over the surface of Rora's neck. The longing is so great that it has no power not to shed tears.

"Say to me, this is not my illusion. That's real, You're really..."

She hugged Rora tightly, afraid that this was just her hallucination. Rora turned around until they faced each other, the girl smiled.

His hand was pulled by Rora and laid by the girl on the cheek. Rora spread her head in her hands, slowly peeling her palms.

"I can't stop myself if you let me touch you." His word.

Rora smiled faintly. " Fu ck my mind, so I don't need to think about anything." Still holding her hand, Rora lowered her hand to touch the shirt she was wearing.

Slowly, his hand unbuttoned the first shirt, and found the girl's skin that felt very soft as she touched it.

The touch was able to ignite the desire that he had been trying to endure. It was that desire that prompted him to unbutton the second and third, then flick him, and find Rora not wearing anything behind the shirt. Until he opened all the buttons, making the thing detach perfectly.

"It was driving me crazy knowing you were naked beneath my shirt." It was her words that made Rora chuckle.

He did not dare to close his eyes for a second, afraid that if everything was just an illusion, but he did not care that even if this was just an illusion, he wanted to touch his Rora, every touch and******* felt real, felt real, very very real.

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Rora

"I have to go home, maybe my husband is looking for me right now." It stands.

"Recycle your food first." Byan looked up at him, so inevitably he sat back down and spent the rest of the spaghetti on his plate. He switched to the dishwasher after cleaning up the leftovers on the table.

"Let it go, someone's gonna wash it tomorrow." Toleh Byan as he intends to wash the dishes.

Byan nodded.

He sat down next to Byan who first leaned on the sofa.

"I'm sorry..." Byan looked at him.

He shook his head softly, "It's no one's fault, how hard I cover this, it will be revealed for a long time, not today, tomorrow, or tomorrow again. You're not wrong. The carcass is still a carcass, it will still smell, as much as I try to hide it."

"Abi and I made a big mistake that made me like this. Abi is a good man, he wants to take responsibility, he loves his son who is still as big as a peanut before." He looked straight at the television that was lit without that sound.

"We were planning to get married, he promised to marry me after completing his flight at the end of the month, but fate said otherwise."

He was silent for a moment, until Byan turned to him, waiting...

"I was originally planning to raise this baby myself, but it turned out that my plan failed. My parents knew about this pregnancy."

"Your husband now? how did you get married?"

"He's a good man, very good. He was my friend since childhood, you could say brother. I used to have a funny crush on him, to dare to shoot it."

"Hahaha..keep you guys dating?"

"No. He rejected me." He chuckles.

"I also don't know why she suddenly wanted to marry me, and tell our parents that it was her baby, even though she said she loved me, I thought she just wanted to protect me, that's all."

"Until Kikan comes along and talks like that, talking a lot about my pregnancy, about her and Fatih, about their relationship. Everything makes me hurt plus papa who already knows the truth until I upset."

Silent... Byan was silent, there was no response, and he chose silence.

"Go home..."

"He must be worried about you, your husband must be waiting for you. I met Fatih twice, most recently at Abi's handover at Tokyo airport. I can see Fatih's a good man."

"He loves you, never doubt him. It takes a heart as vast as heaven and earth to accept a woman who is pregnant with someone else's child and Fatih can attest to that. Kikan's been working on all of us, so I'll make the calculations on that girl."

"Come, I'll take you..."

"No need, I can go home by myself."

"I'm delivery... I need to make sure that if you really go home, it's enough that you've made my nephew suffer."

"What do you talk about? that's right." He grunts.

"I don't really want to be visited by Abi because you brought her son to a hazy drama from home." Byan laughed making him have to hit the man's arm.

"Okay, okay. Take me to Fatih's apartment."

To be Continue

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