Carmen's Love Trap
Cafe Full of Memories

...**warning! The scenes in this chapter will cause annoyance, flowery and deg-degan. Do not forget to vote yes, remember Monday 🤭🤭🥰🥰...

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Carmen**

"Don't fuck around, Mom! I can call security to take you to the police station!" my threat.

Mas Zaky's sharp gaze then turned into a glare of soft eyes. He laughed and watched me panic. I'm upset. I got back to being bullied by him.

"Are you the same as me? I used to dare to be seduced. Now I'm just scared!" ledek Mas Zaky's.

"It's a different story than before, Mas." I went to the kitchen and made two drinks, for me and Mas Zaky. "What do you want to drink?" I was a little bit tired.

Mas Zaky followed me from behind. He looked at the atmosphere of the kitchen that he never entered. Mas Zaky used to just walk me to the front of the gate and leave. Curious also apparently with the kitchen cafe that the turnover is large.

"What's is? Milk there?" ask Mas Zaky.

"There was. Want some chocolate or plain?" ask me while checking the stock of fresh milk in the refrigerator.

"If there's hanging milk?" fashion Mas Zaky.

"Mas want to hang? It's in the eggplant tree!" answer me with annoyance. Seriously asked, even joking.

"Why on an eggplant tree anyway? Can't be on a banana tree, can you? Let it be so close to the heart," teased Mas Zaky again.

"Start not clear. Crispy as banana chips to dry over time!" my reply. I took a small pot and started to warm the milk. I'm going to add powdered drinks and I'm going to serve my concoction to Mas Zaky. "Do you want hot or ice?"

"If the milk is warm, yes, but it's up to you!"

"Judek. Just sit there. I'll bring it!" I pointed to the cafe's living room. There's a rest room not far from there. Mas Zaky can sleep there and the plan is I'll work from the living room.

"No way!" refuse Mas Zaky.

I'll turn off the boiling milk. I then looked for hazelnut powder for an extra drink. It turned out to be on the top shelf of the kitchen set that was behind the stove. I tried to take it but it was too high.

Mas Zaky suddenly stood behind me and picked up the hazelnut powder I wanted to take. I felt the breath of Mas Zaky so close to my ears and again I brushed. I'm not strong if anyone touches my weak spot.

"False, Mas. Can shear?" I asked nervously. Instead of shifting, Mas Zaky hugged me from behind and buried his head in my shoulder. I was surprised of course. The tingling I felt was getting bigger.

I turned around and was about to leave but Mas Zaky cornered me instead. "Why?"

"Mas, shift. I'm gonna make a drink!" I said while pushing Mas Zaky's body but in vain. I lost power, he's a boy and I'm a girl. How strong am I against him?

"No want. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. I miss you, Baby!" Mas Zaky is getting closer to me. Our distance is only a few inches. The smell of his breath that smelled of mint because it had been chewing gum even until it was smelled by me, signifying our very close distance.

"I'll make a drink, it'll be cold!" I said reasoned.

"I'm not thirsty. I want to pay you a debt."

"debt? I never owe anything to Mas Zaky. I just didn't take the money Mas Zaky gave me. I've returned it!" I said honestly.

"Forgot your debt?" Mas Zaky's hand pointed at my lips. "You've humiliated me, remember?"

"Hit's my fault! Mas Zaky himself wants to! Should not, why would you?" I said in a shitty tone like Brother Wira used to say.

"The more anxious I am with you. How, you want a soft or a little hot?" ask Zaky again.

"Hot? Balm times ah hot," I answered no less bogged down.

"Inget sin woy! The sins!" I said.

Mas Zaky smiled again and now said seriously. "Let there be no sin, will you refer me?"

"Relieve it!" answer me with certainty.

Mas Zaky seemed to be sighing harshly. Then you choose sin?" threaten Mas Zaky's.

"I'm not the one who chose! So don't sin, that's-"

I couldn't finish my words because Mas Zaky's lips kissed me softly. I'm trying to fight back. I held Mas Zaky's chest but he hugged me even more tightly and did not let go of his kiss.

Before long Mas Zaky let go of my kiss. "That's soft. Like?"

"No!" I said with a ketus.

"Then you like hot ones?"

"Ih who-" I came back saying nothing. My face was grabbed and Mas Zaky kissed me passionately. I can't fight back, Mas Zaky's hand starts touching my sensitive areas. Mas Zaky even unbuttoned my shirt and put his hands in my shirt.

My defense is weakened, as strong as I am against the more Mas Zaky makes me helpless. "Do you want us to sin or accept my reference?"

I couldn't think clearly, Mas Zaky's hand was in my shirt and kept making me lose my concentration. "Hows it? Referral?"

"You insist, Mommy," I said in a weak voice. How am I supposed to concentrate when his naughty hands keep playing mine?

"Yes, I know you set a trap for me. You forgot who I am? A lot of my rivals do that and I'm used to it" Mas Zaky whispered in my ear.

"Mas, let go first. Help me!" I said helpless.

"Wouldn't. Answer first, want to refer or not?"

"No," I replied and Mas Zaky kissed me again as his hand continued to lure me.

"The more you refuse, the more sins we commit. Come on, you know I love you now. Only thou. What else think? I can't help it. I want you. So, I asked you one more time. Want to refer me?"

Look at the eyes we met. I saw that he wanted me so much, so did I. The traps I put up all he knows. He only pretended to fall into my trap just so I could get myself into the trap I set.

"One,"

"Two,"

"Thi-"

"alright. I want to refer!" I said in the end.

"Good! We're moving now!" Mas Zaky then carried me while kissing me passionately. My hands were wriggling around her neck and kissing her back.

He took me to my room and laid me down carefully. Closing the door with his feet and taking off the clothes he was wearing. I looked back at his burly body and never failed to amaze me.

"I love you, Baby! Bismillah!" Mas Zaky took off my shirt and kissed me back gently. My body responds well to every touch. I'm not fishing Mas Zaky like I used to. Now, Mas Zaky wants me. I'm the stupid girl who's so fucking in love. Whatever it is to say. I don't want to deny that I want Mas Zaky.

Mas Zaky did it with great love. Tracing every curve of my body and giving it many marks of possession. When our two bodies come together, there is only love that speaks. And so did Mas Zaky to finish it all. "I love you, Baby. Let me fight now!"

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