Dear Om Rey
Chapter 16: The heat

"I... "

I couldn't get on with my words, Om Rey pulled my hand and took me to her room without letting me fight back. Locked the door, pulled the key out of the hole, and left me behind the locked door.

I held my wrist that was a little sore from the grip.

He walked to the bathroom in his room. The blazer and shirt were drenched before he entered the bathroom.

I turned around, keeping my eyes on me. "Om, why undress here?! I'm going out!"

"You're not going anywhere. You'll be here tonight."

"Well?!" By the time I turned around, Om Rey was already in the bathroom.

What want? Why am I locked up in her room like this? It's nothing, but my heart's been out of shape since Om Rey suddenly pulled me into this room.

As soon as I regret it, why should I wake up and feel thirsty. If I had stayed in the room, I wouldn't have met him. Making my escape all day go to waste.

While waiting for Om Rey to finish her bath, my eyes swept across the room. I didn't see a single photo of Om Rey or Aunt Manda. I also just realized in this whole house there is no trace of Aunt Manda. On the dresser there is no Aunt Manda cosmetics.

Is that the relationship between Aunt Manda and Om Rey?

The bathroom door opened and Om Rey's figure came out with just a sheet of towel covering her lower body, displaying her perfectly formed abdominal muscles and biceps.

Immediately I turned my gaze away while he walked into the hall next to the bathroom, which seemed to be a walk in closet there.

It never occurred to me at all, my feelings when I saw Om Rey would be different like this. I always look at him with respect. But now, I'm staring at Om Rey like she's a man.

Before long Om Rey was already wearing her sleeping pants, and a plain white T-shirt was being worn while stepping towards me who was still standing behind the door.

When I turned my face, Om Rey grabbed my hand and took me to her bed.

He pushed my shoulder until my body sat on the side of the bed. He took out a chair in the corner of the room, put it right in front of me, and sat on it. My legs are between his legs.

My heart was beating again uncharacteristically when it came to the scented shampoos and soaps it just used. His two normally friendly eyes, were now staring intently at me. Her wet hair was still a mess, making her look so inviting.

I unconsciously swallowed my saliva.

"Jawab, why did your phone die all day?" Ask without further ado.

"I'm dead because college keeps working." I said, turning my eyes away.

"But you're not at the cafe. Five o'clock pick you up like a regular, but your boss says you're overtime until 7 p.m. After that at 7 o'clock come back to the cafe, but you're not there. Where're you?"

At exactly seven o'clock I left the cafe after Om Tanoe told me to, as I recall, like that.

"You know, Om nyariin you after that. Come here but you're nowhere." His tone was sad mixed with annoyance.

"Keep... Um till it rains linger on me?" My great-grandchild without looking at him. I honestly felt a little guilty remembering that which was soaked and looked so desperate.

"Yes. I'm worried something's happening to you. And when Om no longer know where you are, suddenly you are at home. Tell me, what time are you at home?" The tone was so cold and intimidating.

I gave a glimpse of his face that had not looked at me since. "Nine hours more." Tweet again.

He rested his body on the chair and rubbed his face rough.

Rey has lost her mind. Time just because I couldn't be reached he said it would be crazy with such a frustrated expression.

"I want to spend." My word. Suddenly just think about it.

Om Rey again intimidated me with her sharp gaze.

"After what Om did to me, and also because of Om's feelings, I may not still be living here." My light, makes my logic feel like winning.

He was silent for a while until finally. "Om know you like it too Om." I was so shocked to hear it.

I grunt. "I mean Om?"

"You kissed Om back. If you don't feel anything for Om, you won't welcome Om like you did last night."

His sharp gaze changed. Now looking at me as if to devour me, make my heart beat back with a fast.

"Why is your face flushed?" Ask, back to corner me. I touched my cheek and it sure felt warm.

I hate this. Why is my body so quick to react to what Om Rey is saying?

"O-om that..." Saying stammered. "Om that's my Aunt's husband! I'll get out of here soon!"

His body was still not moving. Both of his eyes locked me.

"What if you call him Manda?" He ended up cold without feeling.

"Yes wrong, Om!" Shouting emotions. It could be like this. "I knew Aunt Manda was a bitch. He often does. She's arrogant, spoiled, and her mouth likes to be unguarded sometimes, but she's my aunt! My mother's sister! I do not understand why Om Rey who I know as a good man, polite, loving, suddenly changed like this! Om lonely? Om bosen, angry, because Aunt Manda always wants her job compared to Om? If Om wants to find an escape, look for an impingement, don't take me! I don't want to go along with the crazy stuff like this!" My shoulders went up and down after saying that.

It's been. I told you everything. May he understand and soon come to his senses and return to guarding his heart only for Aunt Manda. I took myself to my feet and prepared to go to the door, but Om Rey had already pulled my hand until I sat back between her legs. Even now both of his legs lock both of my legs.

"Please, Om! Don't be so desperate!"

Om Rey's two hands scooped my cheeks, while her lips began to do it again, making my lips her place to play. I tried to keep pushing him, but in vain. Om Rey's energy is so strong.

No matter where it came from, the feeling came back. I fell into that pleasure again. Instead of pushing Om Rey to let go of her fondling, my hand now rose to her nape and began to squeeze the black hair of my aunt husband.

Maddened. Yes, I'm crazy. Om Rey's kiss is totally irresistible. It feels so opium to me.

Slowly Om Rey's hand released her rake on my cheek and grabbed my thigh, and I was sitting on her lap for a moment. I really can't resist it.

With her lips still linked, Om Rey's hands continued to roam on my back as well as my waist.

Slowly but surely, her lips came down on my chin, exploring my neck, and my race drifted more and more because of her treatment.

And as if to punish all our actions, suddenly someone tried to open the locked door and then...

"Rey! Open door!"

My heart was like coming out of its sockets hearing the sound of Aunt Manda outside the bedroom door, connecting with the sound of a door blow from her hand that wanted to open the door immediately.

"Om, that's Aunt Manda!!" My whisper panicked, as sweet as it was.