Touch Me Slowly's

Mike's Family

Wearing a peach-colored knee-length dress, Sweet looks even sweeter and charming tonight. Natural face without makeup attached, adding beauty of the woman without the need to be polished at all.

Sweet walked up to the sitting Mike, busy with a cell phone in hand. The man was wearing a grey shirt with black cloth trousers.

"Mike," called Sweet standing in front of him.

Like a slow impression, Mike turned his gaze to Sweet from the feet, climbed up and up and stopped at the smiling Sweet face staring at him.

"Sugary?"

"Yes. Ugly, dad?" tanya Sweet was not confident.

Mike stood up to Sweet. "Beautiful, I like it. Natural and innocent, matching elo personality."

Sweet smile shy with a blushing face, getting compliments from a man can actually make his heart flower.

Moreover, this man had just kissed her this morning, Sweet heart as if at the pump stronger every time imagine a warm kiss Mike to her.

"Brenti's shell?" sweet asked as they stopped in front of the shoe store.

"We buy shoes for you."

"Why are my shoes still so good."

"Have come down!" Mike opens the car door, comes out first followed by Sweet from behind.

The woman was asked to sit in front of a large glass while waiting for Mike to choose shoes for her.

Carrying two heels in white and cream, Mike knelt in front of Sweet. "We'll try the white one first, yeah."

"Eh, let me just Mike."

"Udah Lo diem." Mike brushed off Sweet's hand holding him back, opened the flat shoes Sweet wore and replaced them with white heels that he had brought earlier.

Sweet so unpleasant to see the man so painstakingly put on shoes for him.

"The size fits at Lo's feet. Try to walk, I'll see."

Heels with a height of only five centi, can definitely make the appearance of Sweet more elegant again thought Mike.

Sweet hesitatedly walked in front of the man who was looking at her closely. Fortunately, in the village of Sweet often wear heels belonging to his brother who is even higher than this.

Faseng tried to walk like a model to and fro in the house, Sweet was used to wearing shoes with high heels.

"Beautiful," praised Mike with a satisfied smile.

The crossbreed man chose the heels that are sweet to wear and immediately paid for it at the cashier.

"How much is Mike?" tanya Sweet is not good.

"No need to ask the price, let's say I'm the deal."

"It must be expensive, huh?"

"No, it's even cheaper than the heels that are usually worn by top models."

"How do you know?" tanya Sweet wants to know.

"Because I'm a basic model too, Nis. All the clients I met, they were all from the same famous clothing company as shoes. So a little bit I know, is the price of all the stuff.

Sweet mangosteen understood, it was appropriate the other day Mike lightly gave the shirt he said limited edition it to the woman who was angry at him at the cafe the other day.

It's possible that Mike got those clothes from a client who sponsored him, Sweet thought.

"Oh yeah, I'll see my family. Lo diem, do not answer if they ask deep things about Lo. And remember don't get away from me, okay?" Sweet nodded obediently.

Pretending to be a fake girlfriend turned out to be very unpleasant, evident from the eyes of the Mike family who since he entered the house like a palace, kept looking at him and sometimes whispering in front of him.

Sweet so embarrassed and inferior to yourself made. Is it possible because the dress I am wearing is not comparable to the one they are wearing well, until they look at me like that?

Sweet did not think that Mike's family turned out to be very rich.

"Ka Sweet..," call Lila to approach the woman with her hair freely stroked.

"I don't think Brother will come" continued Lila embrace Sweet's arm.

"Don't whack my chicks!" mike pushed his half-brother away.

"Ish, you bucin!" sindir Lila's.

"Bodo!"

The brothers even quarreled in front of the confused Sweet himself facing them, while feeling amused at the sight of Mike who could also be childish if he was with Lila, his sister.

"When's Mike coming?" greet a middle-aged woman who looks very young.

Mike was silent, staring coldly at the woman wearing the dark blue dress.

"Daughter?"

"Yes, Mi. This is Mike's girlfriend, her name is sweet."

The woman looks at Sweet from top to bottom. Plain and simple, those two words instantly flashed through his mind the moment he saw Sweet who was smiling clumsyly looking at him.

"Hello Sweet, I'm Linda. Mike and Lila's mom."

"Mother rather!" cut Mike pulling Sweet closer to him.

"Ka.." said Lila.

His stepbrother had not liked his mother for a long time. Starting from a misunderstanding that occurred in the past, until now Mike still hates Linda who he considered to be the cause of her birth mother died first.

Linda looked grim hearing Mike's words. He also pulled back his hand, not so sweet.

"Which fire, Li? I can't stay here for long!" mike asked slightly insinuating his stepmother.

"But again in the dalem, he said he wanted to talk to you," Linda replied first.

Mike squeaks pulling Sweet come with him. The woman can only resign when Mike drags her without saying goodbye to Linda.

"Why the hell is Mike?" sweet asked as soon as they went up to the second floor of the old man's house.

"Lo don't whip around with my stepmom. He's a bad guy, I'm out of this house anyway, because of him!"

"What happened?" tanya Sweet wants to know.

"Take a story sometime."

Mike takes Sweet into his father's workspace named Moses. The German man was sitting while examining the files on the table.

"Why did Papi start me?" ask Mike without saying anything.

"Still your life?" ask the guy with gray hair on his head, without looking at Mike and Sweet.

"Still, does Papi think I can't live even if I'm a model?!" cynical Mike.

Moses looked up, surprised to see that there were other people there as well.

"Who is this?" tanyanya looked at Sweet.

"No need to know who he is. Tell me what you want Papi to call me here!" mike Sahut.

Moses snorted, standing up from his chair. "Tomorrow your way to the company, it's time for you to work and stop messing around out there!"

"Main-mainstream? It's my passion, Papi. Never Papi say that to me!" mike did not accept.

"Bad!" Moses kicked the table so hard that Sweet reflexes squealed in shock.

The eyes of the man about sixty years old turned to him, making Sweet swallow his saliva rough.

"Do you need to bring someone else to talk to you?" show Moses on Sweet.

"He's not someone else, he's my girlfriend! He's the one who's gonna marry me, so he has every right to know how my family's ruined!"

Mike squeezed Sweet's hand after saying so. The man was trying to look strong in front of his father.

Mike did not want to show his weakness to the man he considered very selfish.

Sweet turns to look at Mike in shock, drama let alone this he thought. Why would Mike ever talk like that to his papa?

The atmosphere suddenly felt cold and gripping, with a sharp eye between Mike and Moses.

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Mike's story will slow down in the story well, guys...

We'll just keep it up again, okay? 😁