When Love Teases

30. Acting

Jakarta

It has been two days since the departure of Papi Krishna and Mami Ratna. But there is no news yet. Rama remained calm and waited for good news. Didn't want to interfere with the important holiday event of his parents.

"Good job!" Rama praised Damar's neat performance pinning the spy cam as if it were a button. After yesterday's lunch, tonight it's time for Zara's house.

"Lo has to be careful with Zara. His father was a cunning, could be his son too. She's a clubbing chick who's not necessarily still vir gin. Don't get caught!" Damar has opened up the laptop to sync with the spy cam. He will stand by monitoring in Rama's room.

"noted. I'll pull it off, bro!" Rama understood the meaning of his best friend. He patted Damar on the shoulder before coming out of his room. Black slimfit shirt with matching color buttons, camouflage camera tucked as top button.

Before turning on the car engine, Rama saw again chat yesterday afternoon Puput and Ami delivery.

"Sir Rama, thank you again. I don't think it's that big, sir. Same as my salary for a month. Thanks again, sir.... Moga blessings. 🤗

"Sister Rama, I Ami use hp Mother because Teh Puput again stingy. Thanks for that, brother. Moga rejeknya abundant. Aamiin..."

Rama smiled widely. Chat from the brothers became a moodboster to immediately complete the mission. He has replied to her briefly. Now switch to see again video submissions Cia. The interaction of Puput and Enin that looks warm makes him want to join in the middle of them. Now you can only dream.

With a word of bismillah, Rama drove the car out of the gate opened by security. The 30-minute drive arrives in front of Zara's house.

"I'm Rama. I'm going to see Zara." Ujat Rama when security asked his identity. He had only twice set foot in the two-story mansion. When engaged and the second time I don't know what month. He himself forgot. So it is natural that security does not know him.

"Oh, Mama Rama. Go straight in. Non Zara's been waiting." Rama just nodded. Watching the gate being pushed swiftly. He also drove the car into the yard. Parking next to Zara's sedan.

"Welcome, dear--" Zara opened the main door with a bare face and a plenary appearance. Stretching hands to embrace. But only Rama replied with a hand grip and a sweet smile.

Another case of Rama who felt uncomfortable seeing the sexy appearance of Zara wearing a red mini dress. Showing an open chest and back. As a normal man he realized that his maleness was provoked to see smooth white skin with a challenging chest.

"So quiet, Zara." Rama let Zara slip in his arms. His eyes are straight ahead. Because if you look to the side, his eyes will hit the cleavage.

"Oh, I'm the amnesiac. It was said that Papa and Mama went to Makassar." Zara glancing naughty.

"Hehe.isi.is mind about all of you. Something else is forgotten." Rama smiled knot.

"Aduuhhhh baby, you why the more sweet the hell come home from Ciamis. Make me float away." Zara increasingly shook hands tightly so that the tight side of the body was not spaced.

"Zara don't gini. I'm afraid the khilaf. Take a walk!" Rama gently lowered Zara's hand from her arm. "I've never seen your whole house. Marriage is still like a stranger in the house of a future wife. Really no?!" he continued while poking Zara's chin that was getting more flowery.

Zara laughed spoiled. According to Rama's request to remove his grip. "Khilaf doesn't have a papa, either, dear. We'll get married again. It can be really ugly," he said with a teasing blink of an eye.

"OK on, baby. Home tour where it used to be." Zara pulls Rama's hand to walk after his tease is responded to by a headband.

"Hmm from the ground floor."

Zara according. Lead Rama pointed from behind first. Starting from the swimming pool and then to the kitchen and dining room. Switch to the middle room.

"This is the guest room." Zara opened the door. Then walk again without releasing Rama's hand.

Rama circulated the gaze to every place Zara showed. There was no bright spot where the thing he was looking for. The two rooms he had seen looked ordinary. He also did not focus too much on Zara's remarks that explained about furniture purchased from abroad.

"Where are your rooms and Om Rio?!" Rama stops the tweet of Zara, who boasts a painting her father bought while on holiday in Paris.

"There's above, baby. Come on!" Zara happily led Rama up the stairs.

"This is Mama and Papa's room. If you go out of town, the room is always locked, the key, I know. The mistress is in the safe in the workspace.

"You see my room now, baby?!" Zara's hand will touch Rama's chest. But with a subtle motion Rama held him. Tossed that hand.

Makes Zara stunned and look happy.

"Om Rio collecting hobby what the hell?! Let me buy you a surprise." Rama turned to encapsulate Zara's shoulder while walking towards the closed room that caught her attention.

"Hmm what yes. Papa used to love mountaineering but has long retired. Continue to love collecting old age hape. Sampe-sampe every time I change the latest output hape, old hape likes to be asked by Papa. Can't be sold."

Rama's eyes sparkled brightly as nausea struck due to Zara's aggressive behavior. The bright spot started to appear.

"I want to see dong, Zara.Collection hape Om Rio like how. So curious." Rama rubbed Zara's bare shoulders with a grin of death.

"Ayoook--" Pampered Zara hugs Rama's arm while walking towards the very end of the room which turns out to be Rio's workspace. Zara headed for a bookcase and slid the glass door of the closet. Revealing three books, a small safe appeared.

"Papa keeps his collection here, baby. Amazingly, the vault is dipake nyimpen old-fashioned hape instead of the contents of precious metals.

Rama's eyes were centered on the rapid motion of Zara's finger pressing the number key to open the fireproof safe. Sure enough, the contents of the safe are a number of phones that are lined neatly and clean shiny.

"Darling, don't touch the wine. Later can be caught Papa because there are traces of fingerprints sticking. I could be angry with Papa."

"okay, Zara. I just want to see doang bentar." Rama behaved normally with sharp eyes scanning a row of mobile phones totaling about 25 units. The color of the phone varies. There's black, gold, blue, and red.

"Darling, it's yuk. There's one more room. I-" Zara hugged Rama from behind.

Rama's concentration collapsed and was forced to stop his attention to three red cell phones standing in different boxes. What he was looking for was a brand of apple phone bitten by the X series. It is difficult to identify without holding and looking at one by one the phone.

"Let's go to your room." Rama immediately turned his back. Didn't want Zara's chest to touch her back for too long.

...***...

The journey back home can be called because the streets are empty. Rama hurriedly climbed the stairs to his room. Being alone in Zara's room made her heart start to worry about the temptation that would occur. Moreover, Zara began to lay down on the bed with a challenging pose. And there are two drinks served on the nightstand.

Luckily his phone rang in time. Damar rescues her on urgent grounds of having to go to the office because there is a serious problem. At first Zara frowned and sulked not to be left behind. But after Rama promised to come back tomorrow afternoon, Zara turned carefree again.

"Where,Bro. Got the password?!" Rama approached Damar near the balcony window while undressing and throwing it carelessly. He did it to make the fragrance of Zara perfume with all the touches attached to his clothes.

"of courses. Not Damar by name if not smart." Damar had already written down a row of numbers on a piece of paper. The footage from the spy cam on Rama's shirt very clearly leads to the number of safe combinations that Zara is stepping on. Although you have to repeat and slow down the recording to get the numbers clearly.

"Huhuy.lo wins a lot, bro. Pressed..diraba..but not hunted dyed!" Damar continued to laugh. The mash of Rama that he witnessed on the laptop screen got aggressive touches of Zara. Especially the last recording in the room. He could see the pose of challenging Zara who was ready to fish for combat.

"Na jis's. I'm taking another shower." Rama snorted in annoyance as he passed towards the bathroom.

Morning's approaching.

Rama decided not to go to the office. So did Damar who had to standby again in front of the laptop screen to watch Rama's action. Even Zara has also called asking for an appointment to come back to her house.

"I want today to be final. It's good enough." Rama stuffed the same type of red phone into the pocket of the blazer he was wearing. Newly arrived second cell phones delivered by courier. Which is purchased online.

"Good luck!" Damar had a tos fight with Rama who was ready to go.

Arrive at Zara's house this morning. Rama took a breath from his nose and exhaled slowly from his mouth before exiting his car. To remove tension. The action this time is risky. But he'll try to act as neatly as possible.

"I thought you were gonna lie, baby." Zara greeted. Again with sexy seductive clothes.

"where possible. I'm going to fix our relationship, Zara." Rama chipped his chin to please Zara.

"Hmm, what good clock are we doing?! rama continued while walking into the house. His arm was held by Zara.

"What if we relax in our room?!" Zara looked up while winking one eye.

"Oke-" Rama received it with a flared smile. "There's no mango juice, Zara. I want dong. My favorite is." continued while stepping up the stairs.

"Dear, our favorite is the same. Take me to the kitchen first tell Auntie to make it. Wait in the room!"

Rama rounded his fingers in agreement. Staring at Zara's back down the stairs. Arriving at the second floor, his gaze led to Rio's office door.

How long to make juice.

Rama began to predict time. His steps were getting closer towards Rio's workroom. And now stand at the door.

Chequek.

The door is not locked...