FAKE LOVER
Comfortable

Rindi looks tired carrying a weak body Fabio entered a hotel that is not so famous. A security guard approached and helped him. After a while to take care of the hotel check-in he and Satpam returned to the Fabio to the destination room.

Rindi let out a rough breath. Recognize who this man in front of him is. Playboy is the same snapper as Om Sam although with a different prey scale class.

What is it with me, really ? always faced with a basket-eyed man. Did the stock of kind-hearted men really get that big ?

He seemed to shake his head slowly. Then he was about to leave, but his hand was held tightly by Fabio. Rindi to frown in wonder. Is he pretending to be drunk ? He shook his hands in front of Fabio's face to make sure.

Not seeing Fabio's reaction, he seemed to be back on his feet. But it was held back even to the point of being pulled to the chest of Fabio's field. The smell of alcohol went out instantly. Along with the beat that he cannot condition.

" Where are you going ?"

Rindi looked nervous, the trembling hand she used to grip the bed sheet.

" Take care of me Miss Beautiful ..."

Shit ! He seems to be drunk.

Rindi is still trying to calm down, with the hope Fabio can be reviewed later.

But, unfortunately for a few seconds he stayed until decided to stand the next minute his body was held by Fabio with his full strength.

His starving lion-like figure looked at Rindi full of desire. Locking Rindi's body even to the point of being unable to move. With increasingly crazy decapitation undermines the logic of Rindi.

All sorts of flavors seemed to burst out in one moment, a firework basin that exploded without caring about what and how to deal with the consequences that would happen in front of there. The two were lulled, spending a night full of desire as if the world belonged to both.

***

" Are you a conch ? Too slow."

Why are you still waiting there ? Go home there !

Mayra looked bellowed, ahead of Zio who was still sitting sweetly in the TV room towards the dining table.

" yeah ... What is this ? Hm ... Wangxnova ..." Mayra seemed enthusiastic pushing the bench then scooping Rice and side dishes excitedly.

" Are you hungry or scared ?"

Oh my god this man ! I asked Ms. Susi to drown and find out how she felt. Uh, but not Ding. I'll cry later.

" Uh yes ... You can't eat seafood. I made it up for a minute. Wait a minute ..." Immediately Mayra remembered that Zio was allergic to various kinds of seafood. He immediately looked towards the kitchen, picking up some ingredients in the refrigerator to make Zio something.

" Let me just Miss ..." One of them seemed to approach him.

" La pa pa, you guys just take a break. Zio is a bit fussy about cooking. He doesn't like being too spicy or just a little salty." Then he looked down with flat teeth with a makeshift smile.

Mayra seemed again engrossed in continuing cooking activities, a small hum did not escape being heard from her tiny mouth. Even every now and then he seemed to be rubbing lovingly some all-new cooking utensils in this super elegant kitchen set with a dominating black color.

Of course, all these sights make Zio's eyebrows increasingly linked, actually what the hell is all this ? Why does he act like he knows me so well ? And what is a heartbeat that is even more echoing than this time with Shanon ?

Zio was increasingly inexhaustible, even Mayra to leave his favorite food that he looked at was full of twinkle in order to make him food. All this is too much for a new secretary like himself.

A moment later he came to his senses, dismissing all possibilities. Determined to find her slowly. He looks up to Mayra.

" Zio cobain deh," Mayra seemed to give him a mouthful of cooked fried rice which of course he had blown with feeling. Unable to dodge Zio only received it in a rivet. " Are you good ?"

Not answering, Zio instead gave him a sharp look. Made Mayra realize what she had done. He immediately lowered his head.

Oh, my God Mayra ! How stupid you are !

Occasionally he seemed to throw an awkward smile at Zio while moving the cheese sausage fried rice onto the serving plate.

" Let's eat sir. You must like it." Lead Zio back to the dinner table.

Mayra looks back on her delayed meal. Zio was still looking at him suspiciously.

" I still love my life, sir. I can't possibly feed the poison."

Did he not see that I tried it too ? Elementary !

Zio seemed to be exhaling roughly, eating bribes for the sake of mouthfuls of Mayra fried rice that was very much in line with his taste. Even it feels like he has not eaten something like this even though in the Main House there are famous chef dishes.

" Shhh ... See if they fit, right ?" One of the waiters looked behind the kitchen wall.

" Yes yeah ... If it wasn't for the accident their master would have been a newlywed by now."

" Ehmm !! Keep talking if you still want to work longer." Said the senior servant.

The two maidservants nodded in nervousness and apologized later.

" Don't repeat it again."

" c. b. b ... Fine..." Then we walked later.

Huh ... Miss, I know what kind of person you are. Your sincere love for you cannot even be covered under the pretext of a secretary. I hope you two can be together and happy in this house of your dreams.

After eating, Zio still seemed reluctant to move to appear focused on reading some of the reports carried away. Mayra was very sleepy.

" Have you been long ?"

" What ? you want to drive me out ? forget who you are all from ?" his tone was getting higher.

Mayra who had been sleepy only answered as usual, "No sir," then her head looked down with eyes closed.

Zio looked bright with a smile.

Very amusing. This file is not very important either. But I still feel like I really want to be here.

Either because of the atmosphere of the New House or indeed because of the owner. What was clear here made his heart calm and feel so comfortable. But Zio finally stepped out of Mayra's house after moving her to the main room.