Watch Out for Falling in Love

Aydan Special Gift 2

"Night here?" andra asked nervously. The man before him sat so close without distance. His right arm was stretched out on the back of the sofa behind his body. It was as if Aydan was about to embrace him. Of course makes Andra pounding great.

"Yes. You stay here. Wants, right?" Aydan was still looking at him.

"But we haven't...." Aydan's finger instantly shut Andra's tiny mouth.

"I know what you're thinking. I promise I won't fuck around, though. I just want us to have some time alone. Without disturbing anyone. Without discussing the work. It's just me and you. Wants, right?" ask Aydan gently. Again the smell of mint breath and his body was so pronounced in Andra's sense of smell.

"I-I want to, Mom, but the thing is I don't bring a change of clothes. There is no way I can sleep in this work shirt," complained Andra while flicking a black blazer on his shirt that is not comfortable in the body because it has been used since morning.

"Quiet down. I got a change of clothes for you."

"If you have Kalina's shirt, I don't want to." Andra thaws spoiled.

"No. There's not a single Kalina shirt here. Come with me!" Andra's right hand was pulled by Aydan into her room.

For the first time, Andra went into the man's room. It turns out that it is arranged quite neatly with shades of white and blue dongker. Aydan opened his wardrobe and threw the t-shirt over the mattress.

"Wear that!" yells.

"Huh?! His subordinates?" Andra spread out the enormous t-shirt.

"Do not. Consider it a negligee."

"But...."

"Wear it! Take a shower, then! Let it taste good." Aydan smiled with a grin as he passed. Andra could only sigh in resignation.

A few minutes later, he had taken a shower and wore a super-large t-shirt that could cover half his smooth thighs. Andra's face was red. He felt embarrassed and misbehaved when Aydan was amazed to see him appear.

"I'd better borrow your shorts, Mas." Andra wanted to go back to the room, but Aydan first pulled his hand and hugged her from behind.

"I said wear this enough! Don't ngeyel!" whisper in the ear. Her soft voice made Andra shiver and gurgle. He did not expect at all if Aydan could be naughty.

"You sit here! I want to cook something for us." Aydan told Andra to sit in the dining chair near his small kitchen. The man started cooking something in the kitchen. From the smell it feels good. Andra's stomach that had been hungry since then immediately thrashed.

A steak of roasted beef with barbeque sauce, mashed potato, premium sausage, vegetable salad, and mojitos, is presented in plain sight. Andra stupefied. Everything seems to taste.

"Sorrys. I'm not very good at cooking, but if it's like this I'm good enough, anyway," said Aydan embarrassed.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm quite happy, though. I think it's good."

"It must be good, dong. Try it!" challenge Aydan.

So do not want to mince words again the young couple immediately eat western-style food. Andra was surprised to find out that it tasted so good. Especially his meat which was completely perfect in maturity. Cooked level medium. Not too mature and juicy.

While chatting, the two ate so well. This moment of togetherness is indeed rarely felt since the creation in Bali. Until unknowingly, the food has gone all without rest.

Afterwards, Aydan invited Andra to watch a film on television. He hugs his friendly girl on the sofa. It felt warm and still made Andra's heart pound. But he feels happy.

"Darling, I want us to get married soon, but I still haven't found my brother" Aydan lamented.

"Hmmm. I'll help you later, Mas" replied Andra lethargic. It's yawning.

"I'm afraid my brother won't meet. I'm afraid we can't get married. I'm afraid that you're lured to other men. I'm afraid of losing you" she said sadly and confusedly.

"Please, Mas. The soul mate will not go where," said Andra who increasingly felt the weight of his eyes.

Aydan pensively for a moment. Thinking of all the possibilities in his future that were still gray. There are many things he worries about.. Especially with Erik.

He remembered the time the man gave his girlfriend a birthday present. The two chatted together on the balcony. So familiar and crisp laughter on Andra's face. At that moment, there was an uneasy feeling seeping into his heart. He felt jealous and angry. The fear of losing him grew.

"Darling, how about we get married next week?" suddenly proposed.

No response from Andra.

"Darling! We married siri. You want to, right?" ask Aydan again.

Still no response from Andra. Aydan. He saw the face of Andra who was in his arms and it turned out that the girl had closed her eyes.

"It turns out you're sleeping."

Finally Andra was lifted into her bedroom and given a blanket. Before leaving, Aydan kissed her tiny lips.

"I love you so much, Diandra," Aydan murmured.

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"Lho, what's the same shirt as yesterday, ma'am? Out of clothes, huh? " ask the office security when Andra arrives the next morning. Andra who was indeed wearing the same clothes as yesterday could only grin.

Aydan who had entered first and listened to the chat just smiled amusedly.

"Because of you, Mom. Where my clothes smell musty again," Andra grumbled annoyedly as she caught up with Aydan.

Before long, Andra was asked by his two friends for not returning to boarding house. He was forced to lie and sleep in the mess office because of overtime.

After that, Ivane told me that the prank video of him uploaded yesterday got a lot of response on Facebook. Out of curiosity, Andra immediately set up a Facebook account on the office computer. He was surprised to know that his video became a spectacle for many people on social media.

"What video is that?" anton's chirps were suddenly behind him.

Andra. "Don't look!" He tried to cover it with both hands, but failed. Anton can still see it on his own Facebook account. He laughed.

"Yet, was it your birthday? Whoa, congratulations! Funny prank," said Anton. He was excited to see the video to show it to other colleagues. Their reactions are the same. Amused laugh. Andra can only give up.

Suddenly, he remembered something. Then type the name 'Irvan' in the Facebook search. In an instant thousands of accounts of Irvan's name with different last names appeared. Andra was confused herself.

"Why don't you think it's the same with Mas Aydan" he muttered. He immediately went to Aydan's room.

"His name is Irvan Saskara. Why?" ask Aydan.

"I'm looking on Facebook. Who knows, we'll see you" Andra said.

"Free. I tried to use it that way. It looks like he doesn't have a Facebook account or doesn't use his real name" Aydan said.

"Well... How do you go, dong? When will it happen if it fails like this?" Andra was sad and felt deadlocked.

"Propsy. I'm going to the police station, okay." Aydan rubbed Andra's now moody head.

Suddenly a call from Eric came. Not wanting Aydan to listen to his conversation, the girl chose to leave.

"Hello. What's up, Mas?" sahut Andra on the phone.

"Your computer's still in my office. Later in the day my employees will take him there," replied Erik.

Andra patted her forehead. He just remembered his motorbike was still parked in Erik's office.

"Not to deliver, Mas. Let me go there to take it."

"Seriously? If you're busy, you can be delivered, really." Erik once again offered.

"Related. It'sit's okay. Later on my break I go there. Thanks for being reminded."

"Either. I'm waiting here" Erik said before the conversation ended.

And, as the break came, Andra rushed to Erik's office in a taxi. Aydan was astonished to see him leave just like that. Half an hour later, Andra was there. The motorbike is still parked near the security guard post.

"Sir, I want to get my bike" Andra told the security guard.

"Oh, yes please, Mba. Mr. Erik told you earlier. Perhaps you want to meet him first inside," replied the security guard.

"No need, sir. I need to get back to the office as soon as possible."

Just about to pick up his bike, Erik comes and takes him to lunch again. Andra tried to subtly refuse, but the dashing man insisted.

"I promise there's no prank anymore. We eat near here. Want ya!" urged Erik.

I don't know because of what magic Andra can't refuse his invitation anymore. The man invited her to get into the car.

"Lho, just want lunch?" catch someone new coming. Apparently he's the operations manager you saw at the presentation.

"Eh, yes, Van. Have you?" erik Sahut.

"Udah. I'll go in first."

The man rushed into the office. Andra and Erik get in the car and leave. On the way, Andra pensively thought of the operational manager who looked familiar. Every time he thought about who he was, he still could not find the answer.

"Is the necklace not made?" erik's search broke the silence. He glanced at the dreamy Andra.

"Oh, yes. Sorry, I haven't had time to wear it."

"Wear to wear. It's a pity if it's not made" Erik asked with a smile. Andra just nodded.

"By the way when I asked about it, you haven't answered, you know," Erik continued.

"Eh? About what?" Andra gasps.

"On girlfriend. What do you have yet?"

Now Andra became confused again after previously he thought he could avoid the question. Worrying will disappoint him if answered as is.

"Kok quiet?" urged Erik.

"Anu, Mum. Why are you so curious?"

"Sorry if it's too presumptuous. It's just a matter of time before I go any further" replied Erik.

"What is Erik doing?" ask Andra pretending not to understand.

There was a smile on the corner of the handsome man's lips. "Just want to make you my girlfriend. Wanna don't?" Erik looked at her as the car reached a restaurant. Andra was still surprised even though she knew that her sister's friend liked her.

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