Touch Me Slowly's

Aja Marriage...

"Where are we going Mike?"

The crossbred man with slightly narrowed eyes was seen rushing into the car, and began to drive it at an above-average speed.

"To the hospital" said Mike briefly.

"Who's sick?"

"Amanda, he's in an accident yesterday."

Sweet flinched, shocked to hear Mike's words. "Huh? Amanda, who met us at the restaurant?" Mike nodded.

"But he's not pa-pa, is he?" tanya Sweet is worried.

"Not yet, Nis. Yesterday I asked Donald he said Amanda was still on the IGD."

Sweet was even more surprised to hear the words of the man beside her. "It happened yesterday?"

"Yes, she said Amanda's car was hit when she picked up Richard at the airport. She's with the rose too...."

"Jeez .. I hope they're okay, Mike?"

The two men had just returned home from out of town, after Mike had finished shooting last night.

Mike was shocked to hear Amanda was hospitalized in an accident yesterday. The man was contacted by his best friend Donald yesterday afternoon.

Arriving at the hospital parking lot, Mike got out of his car followed by Sweet. The man had already contacted Donald to ask where the VVIP room Richard had rented.

Hearing how Donald's story about the condition of his best friend who was very hit this morning, made Mike's heart not calm.

He could not imagine how heartbroken Richard was at this moment. Just imagine it has scared Mike, especially if it hit him. Maybe Mike won't be as strong and as firm as Richard now, he thought.

"Chad...," said Mike into the hospital's VVIP room.

The man with his eyes looked up at his best friend, and a young woman stood beside him.

"Mike," said Richard.

"Sorry I just came by. I'm outside of town again."

Richard nodded, allowing the two people in front of him to sit down.

"Lo's alone?" ask Mike.

"There's my in-laws too, but he's going to the cafeteria to buy food."

Richard looked very messy now, under his eyes looking blackened with a dim view of his eyes. Mike was getting pity and couldn't bear to see it.

"Who is this?" asked Richard pointing towards Sweet.

"This is my candidate."

"Huh? Candidate?"

"Yes. Name's Sweet...."

Richard the mangosteen understood, looking at the young lady who he said was named Sweet. The woman smiled, slightly nodding back Richard's eyes at her.

In Sweet's grumbling heart, Mike always said so to everyone who met him about who he was. Don't know what Mike really meant, he thought.

"How are you, Chad?" mike looked away at Richard.

The man was seen taking a deep breath, sitting leaned back on the sofa chair. "He's in a coma, Mike."

"Koma?" surprised Mike.

"Yes, his condition also dropped. But fortunately, the doctor can help Amanda...."

Richard tells Mike and Sweet about his wife. It was very noticeable how Richard was hit and unable at the moment.

Both Mike and Sweet dissolved into Richard's grief upon hearing his words.

"You're strong, Chad? Tell me if you need anything. I need to help."

"Thank you Mike, I just wish Amanda could just wake up."

"Amin, I doain the best for both of you."

Richard smiled softly. "Thank you Mike."

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"Kasian well, your friend Mike? It was so sad that he was so sad."

"Yes, Richard loved his wife. All this time they never fought and were always friendly with each other. Everywhere almost every day together, anyway they are both a complete couple. I'm just jealous of them sometimes," Mike honestly sat in the back of the wheel.

After saying goodbye and promising to come back tomorrow, Mike went home with Sweet to his house. They did not have time to visit the Rose which he said could not be disturbed that afternoon, because it was resting.

"Yes, I also saw that you really love Manda. Lucky you know she could have a husband like Richard," said Sweet.

"Eh, that's it too. If I love you, I will not let go!" mike won't lose.

"What time?" sweet Goda.

"May, I want to see you want to give me proof of what I am..," sweet cheeked.

Mike smiled thinly stopping his car on the side of the road, opening the seatbelt he was wearing.

"Brenti's shell?"

"Lo wants proof, right? Here's proof...." Mike pulls the Sweet nape, landing his wet lips onto the chewy thin lips Sweet.

The dark brown eye bead perfectly fiddled getting a sudden attack again from Mike. The man always acted at will by kissing her. This is the second time they kiss like this.

The kiss of proof was even more demanding now, Mike held back the strong nape Sweet buried his lips alternately with his long tongue.

Sweet can not refuse, Mike can always make him get swept away with the game of the man's lips. He got overwhelmed himself offsetting his intoxicating game.

For people who never kissed, Sweet confused what to reply like.

"Do you believe yet?" Mike pulled away from his sweet lips.

"You're nothing, anyway?! Play nyosor only!" irritated Sweet rubbed her lips.

"Lo, you asked for proof. Yaudah, that's proof of me."

Sweet clucking not like. "I'm not your girlfriend! Don't play kiss that guy!"

"Oh so you want us to date first I can nyium elo? Yaudah, that's why we're dating now."

"What's? Don't talk about Mike!" sahut Sweet does not accept.

"Who's the origin, anyway? Anyway, now we're dating!"

"No, I don't want to!" reject Sweet firmly.

"Why? You don't want to be the same handsome guy as me?" seductive Mike close his face again with Sweet.

"Do you want me to kiss again? Not hooked You're the same as my sexy lips?" Mike still continues to tease the tall-nosed woman.

"Ish, I don't want to date a perverted guy like you! Dating only for nyosor doang, ogah!"

Mike laughs a rough rub of Sweet's head. It turns out this woman is smarter now, he murmured.

"So how do you want it?"

"The courtship is enough to hold hands, do not nyosor let alone hold the other!"

"Huh? Seriously Lo, Nis?" mike asked in disbelief.

"Yes! Abstinence for me dating already play hold here and there!"

"God .. whose name is dating, kissing is common, Nis. If not, not cool."

"Not good for you seedlings! That's what you want, right kiss me just hold it here and there?!" telak Sweet.

Mike could only fall silent swallowing his coarse salivation. He did not expect that something like this Sweet could be so clever and opinionated, he thought.

"Yaudah .. That's why we don't have to date," said Mike backwards, sitting back in the steering chair well.

Sweet cringing, not willing. Somehow he wants Mike to force to be his girlfriend by asserting his words earlier.

"You don't want to, Dad?" sweet Tanya more to muttering.

"Yes, I don't want to. I want to get married!"

Sweet flinched staring in disbelief at the man sitting beside her. "I-you mean?"

"We got married, Nis. I can't date if I don't know the same hold-hold elo. Let's just formalize our relationship, right?"

"But not married either, right Mike.." said Sweet still shocked by the man's answer.

"Why? He said he didn't want me to hold the same kiss if we were dating? Well, if we get married, am I free to touch Lo where, Nis?" suhut Mike lightly.

"Lo just calm down, after my contract with this shirt company is completed. We're getting married!"

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It's up to Mike to want grain, well 🥴