A, B ,C ,D I LOVE YOU
SIXTHLY
Mihrimah was still sitting on the bed, while the six pack man had been pacing back and forth casually in front of him and was only wrapped in a boxer. The thin-mouthed, mustachioed man poured the 2006 Red Wine Chateau Margaux into a glass of sloki, he also lit a cigarette with an expensive lighters, which he bought, then sit in the long chair in the room and enjoy it.
Bian Jonas Mahendra's
Beautiful handsome man in his 40s, his face at first glance does not look like a four-headed, his facial line is very characteristic. With his athletic body due to diligent exercise, the man looks fit with brownish skin. Bian is the youngest of four children, he is believed to serve as CEO in one of the family-owned branches of the company and he is also one of the heirs of the Mahendra royal chain in the renowned textile industry along with his four other brothers. His father was a descendant of conglomerates long ago while his mother was still a descendant of blue blood. This man was unmarried, had a serious relationship and had lived together in an apartment with a young woman for 2 years, but then did not continue to marriage. Bian doesn't like commitment, he hates it. How not? Both her parents shaped her character like that. Although his family background is worthy of consideration and fame, but the relationship between his parents in his eyes since childhood is not good. They never looked friendly to each other, even for him his parents just theatrical about his marriage. They just say hello and seem to get along in the forum when it comes to family business needs. His father had even been in international newspapers for allegedly having an affair with a widowed outside artist. Ah, nevermind! Bian hates to talk about it.
Mihrimah looked at Bian, the man who had come from nowhere and who, who had enjoyed his body last night. Mihrimah suddenly cried.
"HIKSH... HIKSS... HIKSH ..." Her tears melted, she had difficulty breathing due to her sobbing. His heart is broken, ravaged.
"Why you?" Tanya Bian was astonished. Mihrimah immediately looked at Bian cynically.
"Basic bad man! Why are you touching me?! Why did you take advantage of the opportunity when I was drunk?!" Mihrimah said hysterically. Bian showed a look of astonishment upon hearing Mihrimah's words.
"I? I took advantage of the opportunity you said? Wh-wh-what for? You came to me, you teased me, just wrapped in those underwear that I remember, the rest I don't even remember!" Bian defended himself. His face was stiff and deeply disturbed by Mihrimah's cries.
"LADER!" Shouted Mihrimah with a loud voice.
"Some, what's the harm? We are both grown up! this is not a coincidence! We got drunk and I touched you because you were the one who approached me first, that's it !" Bian replied even harder. He then throws the glass of sloki which still contains wine in his hand, he is angry that the morning was broken by Mihrimah's cry and the debate that for him is not important.
Mihrimah pulled out the bed cover that covered her, then went to the toilet after picking up all her clothes. After Mihrimah went inside the toilet, Bian's eyes were fixed on the white sheets that wrapped the bed.
RED STAIN
Bian glued for a moment, he approached the edge of the bed and confirmed what he saw.
"He's a virgin." He muttered slowly and now began to understand why Mihrimah was hysterical after sleeping with him.
"Where are you going home? Let me take you." He said shortly after seeing Mihrimah had come out of the toilet fully dressed. Mihrimah did not answer, her eyes were still swollen from crying.
"You hear me not? Where'd you go?" Bian asked again repeating his question.
"IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" Answer Mihrimah ketus. Bian became upset instead of playing, he hated Mihrimah's answer like that to him.
Bian approached Mihrimah, who was behind him. The man pulled Mihrimah's hand and looked at her firmly.
"DON'T YOU THINK YOU'RE THE ONE WHO LOST THE MOST WITH THIS, ME TOO ! I SHOULD BE ABLE TO SLEEP AND ENJOY THE BODY OF A WOMAN WHO IS MUCH MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU, AND A WOMAN WHO CAN SPEAK IN A MORE RESPECTFUL TONE TO ME. YOU HEARD ?!" Said Bian in a very angry tone, he gripped Mihrimah's arm firmly. Mihrimah was frightened, she trembled with Bian's emotional tone and the grip of the man's hand. However, then Bian loosened his grip and realized that the girl in front of him had become very frightened.
Mihrimah did not dare to look at Bian anymore, she was downcast, she recalled her father's rude behavior when Bian behaved so in an emotional tone of speech.
Bian pulls Mihrimah into his chest that is field, he spontaneously hugs her and rubs Mihrimah's back slowly to calm her down, he feels that Mihrimah has her own fear with the attitude of men who are rude or emotional.
"Shhh... Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Bian's words suddenly softened. Mihrimah buried her face in the body of the foreign man, she felt a little calm as Bian hugged her. But that man he did not know. Bian then turned to look at Mihrimah's face, he was stunned. Mihrimah is a beautiful woman. Bian and Mihrimah were still looking at each other, with Bian suddenly approaching Mihrimah's face and then peeping his lips.
"Good morning." Said Bian later. Mihrimah was shocked, still not fully realized after her lips kissed by Bian. Bian then slightly retreated and removed his circle of hands from Mihrimah's waist. While Mihrimah held her lips.
"I'll drive you home. Don't refuse, think of this as our peace. Oh, yes, my name is BIAN JONAS MAHENDRA, Call me Bian." Bian extended his hand to shake hands with Mihrimah. Mihrimah was still staring and did not return Bian's hand, she was still confused by what happened between them.
"Ah... Nevermind, forget. Let's take you." Bian said again after seeing Mihrimah who was reluctant to respond to their introduction. Bian walked out of the luxurious and spacious hotel room, Mihrimah then followed him from behind, they returned the hotel Key Card to the receptionist.
"Thank you very much sir, and please come back, Mr. Mahendra." Said the hotel attendant while bowing after reading the identity of the guest room and realized that the guest room was Mahendra's family. Bian smiled back, then walked out of the hotel lobby with Mihrimah. Seeing the treatment of the hotel staff who were very reluctant and respectful to the man in front of him, Mihrimah was a little surprised,
"Who is this?" Ask in your heart.