Touch Me Slowly's

Matchmaking Three

Donald went into a private room of the restaurant following his father and mother from behind. They were greeted by a married couple who that night looked matching in the same colored clothes.

Donald thought, where is the woman he'll be betrothed to? Didn't that woman come?

"Please sit down, Jeng Dena...." The long-haired woman who had a sharp nose and a facial line similar to someone, allowed Donald's mother to sit nearby.

"Thank you Jeng .. Which child?" dena asked, confused to see that there was only a husband and wife there.

"He went to the toilet again, I think nervous to meet his candidate with family...."

Dena nodded, calling Donal to come sit with them.

"Here, Nal," call the woman.

Donal stepped lazily towards the four people sitting around the round table of the restaurant.

"So it's Donal, yeah?" hatch that middle-aged woman is stale.

The so-called Donald just nodded, smiling soberly. He was just lazy to respond to the words of the woman in front of him, and preferred to think how he would run away from here.

"Donal was also nervous Jeng met the candidate, so diem-diem only fitting asked..," sela Dena did not want her prospective irony to think.

"I guess everybody's nervous, too, huh? My son is also so Jeng, so this is why he's long gone to the toilet."

"It's okay, we'll just wait. Not good also if we spit-cepetin them met," said Dena sound wise.

Donald was eager to reply to his mother's words so amused by the woman's words just now. Don't want to be cheated on but I really want to meet the same, tuh girl! You mother-mom! Disgust Donald in the heart.

It had been almost ten minutes waiting there, the woman who would be betrothed to Donald did not appear from the toilet.

Everything inside the private room of the restaurant seemed relaxed, and instead spoke at length who had no idea what it was about. Donal was getting lazy to linger in there, the man sat unsettled.

"Mom..," call Donal finally.

Dena looked up, facing her son. "Why?"

"I'm going to the toilet too, please." Dena frowned looking unsure of the reason her son.

"I'm not going anywhere, just calm down..," continued Donal understand the meaning of Dena's gaze on him.

"Jaudah, don't be long. Afraid that your candidate will come, you don't even exist" said Dena again showed his face as usual.

The woman sitting beside him laughed at Dena's words. They resumed chatting after Donald got up and left the four men.

Closing the door to the private room of the restaurant slowly, Donald began to stare around looking for a gap to be able to run from there.

Looks like he has to come from the back door of the restaurant in order to get out of here. Donald was afraid that his mother's men would stand guard in front of the restaurant to prevent him from escaping, he thought.

Pretending to ask where the toilet was, Donald asked the waiter where the back door of the restaurant was.

According to the waiter, Donald had to get inside the pantry in order to get out through the back door. No guests were allowed inside, he said. Again Donald had to rack his brain in order to make it in there in any way.

While walking towards the toilet, Donald was thinking hard and accidentally saw a blonde-haired woman he knew so well, just coming out of the ladies' room. Hurry Donald turned around, following the woman from behind.

He was convinced that the woman was someone he always thought of and longed for this day and night.

Impatiently, Donald pulled the woman's hand until her body turned to face Donald. "What are you doing here?!"

The full-lipped woman was surprised by the perfectly patterned eyes. "Lo...?"

"Gapain Lo is here?!" donal asked again pulling Celin away from there.

He followed Donald's footsteps, until the man cornered him on the wall of the restaurant near the toilet.

"What's going on here, Cel? I just wanted a chance to meet Elo. I miss Cel...." Donald hugged his woman full of longing.

"L-lo, still alive?" sahut Celin.

Donald let go of his embrace, looking at Celin who looked still surprised. "Kok just like that, anyway? I'm alive, Cel. Still healthy until now, I—"

Plakkkp....

Donald's speech was instantly stopped when a hand he had always missed slapped his cheek strongly.

"Suckers! Fucking dude!" peekik Celin was angry.

"Lo don't know how sick I've been waiting for elo that there is no clarity! Waiting elo at home like a bego person for days, sure if you will come meet me with my family! Now Lo came suddenly and acted as if there was nothing?! Fucking jerks don't have hearts!" Celin again hit Donald who resignedly received the anger of his woman.

Donald knew that he had disappointed Celin repeatedly. He indeed deserved the slap and the punch and the anger of Celin at this moment.

"Gue hates it! I hate...!" peeker Celin again continued to hit Donald.

He wanted to spill all his sense of sadness for the man, until Celin was satisfied and leaned weakly on the chest of Donald's field.

"Lo sure makes me like a gini, Nal. Abis Lo makes me grin, hope the same Lo ... You hurt my heart. From the beginning you only knew my pain and made me cry!" A heartache cry sounded from Celin's lips.

The woman was crying as hard as her chest felt tight. Loving a man has never been this sick before. Even the first man to snatch his honor was not as painful and as painless as this, Celin thought.

Donald had really penetrated into Celin's heart and soul, until the pain left by the man was very deep in his mind.

"I'm sorry, Cel. Sorry...." Donald spoke softly as he stroked his female head.

Donald knew that he had hurt Celin too much. If he could kiss the woman's feet, Donald would do it to ask Celin for forgiveness and forgiveness. He wouldn't be willing if Celin left him.

"I'm sorry, Cel. This time I'll meet Lo's parents and treat Lo right now."

"No, Nal. Stop that!" Celin pushed Donald's body away. "Enough! I don't want to hear Lo's shit anymore. I've had enough of the same conversation Lo! That's enough!"

"But, Cel. I'm horrified, I have a reason why I didn't come at that time, Cel.." Hold Donal pulled the woman's arm.

"No, I don't want to hear about Lo anymore! I have too much boongin!" sahut Celin is sick of that guy.

"Gue ain't boongin elo, Cel. I really have a reason."

The two people pulled each other until Dena came to surprise the two. "What's going on, Nal?"

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Next part again, well guys 🤭😆