Grasping Longs
Part~102

"Eat this all, sir ?" Nina seemed to swallow her saliva deeply imagining what it would be like for her homemade egg which she had mixed with a few spoons of salt.

"Hmm." said Victor with a thud.

"Where can it be like that, sir. This is your order, it would be very disrespectful if I ate it." declined Nina subtly.

"Eat, I don't like rejection." Victor asserted with a sharp look.

Nina gulped her saliva even more. "Well, sir." he said, then immediately shifted the plate in front of him.

"God is so salty." lamented Nina in the heart when she just put a piece of egg into her mouth.

Victor, who saw it, seemed to hold his laughter, and now even swallowed his saliva round and round as the girl quickly finished her cheese omelet.

"Wow seems so good." she quipped when she saw Nina had finished off a serving of the omelet.

"Of course it's really good, sir want to try it ?" bargain Nina yet Victor only responded with a slanted smile.

Then he took out a few hundred thousand pieces of money and put them on the table. After that he immediately got up from his seat.

"Want to prank me? you're wrong, miss." whispered Victor right in Nina's ear, after which she passed away leaving the restaurant.

Nina who was still sitting in her chair suddenly felt her heart pounding violently. How not, Victor's face was so close to him.

The man's mint breath was still warm on his neck, even the scent of his perfume was so piercing his nose.

"Conscious Nina, she's a devil who's a handsome human being."

Nina reminds herself not to fall deeper into Victor's charm and before long her stomach feels nauseous.

With quick steps he ran to the toilet to spit out his entire stomach.

Meanwhile along the way Victor seemed to review his smile imagining how the look of Nina's face was forced to spend a portion of her egg.

"Bas stupid." he muttered.

After that he bought food on the side of the road and wrapped it up for him to eat in his office later.

A few days later.....

"Sister sounds really good" Ricko said as he watched a man in a white-gray uniform playing guitar under a tree outside his school.

"really? so you're gonna give me money ?" the man said he was a street busker.

"Ricko doesn't have any money, brother, but would you like me ?" Ricko held out his lunch box containing several pieces of cake.

"No need to Deck, you just eat. Brother wants to go on." refused the man as he put his foot away.

"Wait, brother." cried Ricko.

"Ricko's full, Mommy's brought him too much. Besides coming home soon, I love it if it's not spent." persuaded Ricko, somehow he was very sorry to see the skinny guard.

"Alright good sister." Dean sighed, then sat down under the big tree.

"Why does my sister busking, I don't have a father ?" ricko asked innocently, considering he had also busied because he had not met his father at that time.

"Of course I have, it's just that my brother is lonely." said Dean as he bit Ricko's cake.

"Where are parents ?" ask Ricko curiously.

Dean was not the street busker he used to meet, although thin but the man looked very handsome and well-groomed.

"Some, well thanks for the food. Brother has to go back to the dorm." Dean stands up after finishing a few pieces of Ricko's cake.

"Sister, wait. What's the name of brother, can we be friends ?" ricko held Dean's hand.

Dean smiled and looked at the school in front of him.

"You're rich, I don't deserve to be friends with you. Thank you for the cake next time I'll definitely reply." he said later.

After that Dean passed away from there with his favorite guitar.

"So much like grandfather." muttered Ricko as he stared at Dean's departure.

Meanwhile, Ariana, who was on her way from her office with her husband, seemed to squint her eyes when she saw a young man walking on the side of the road with his guitar.

"Deans? why is he busking up what Papa didn't give him enough money ?" Ariana Mumbles.

"Eh, no." said Ariana, not a good time to discuss Dean.

Her husband would still not accept her, but Ariana promised to slowly persuade the man to accept Dean as his sister and take him to live in their home.

"Don't lie, you must have seen some good-looking men out there, right ?" cibir Demian's.

"You're right Mas, your sister is very handsome and similar to you." Ariana murmured inwardly.

"No, just look at the vehicle and then just pass it." lie Ariana.

"Good then." said Demian in relief.

"But once in a while allowed to see it, count eye wash" joked Ariana but was taken seriously by her husband.

"Good God, I don't want to die yet." cried Ariana when Demian braked suddenly, lucky streets deserted and the position of the car slightly pulled over so as not to disturb other vehicles passing by.

Demian immediately released his seatbelt violently and leaned his body towards the wife.

"What did you say, honey? is your husband not so handsome that you want to look at the other men out there, hm ?" said annoyed.

Their distance was currently very close, even Ariana could feel her husband's breath warmly sweeping across her face.

"Bu-not so Mas, I'm just kidding. It was just a joke." said Ariana nervously, it looks like her husband was really angry.

Demian looked very upset, then he held the nape of his wife then melum😘t his lips with a little rough.

But instead of rebelling, Ariana actually enjoyed her husband's kiss. Ariana likes it if the man does it a little aggressively because it will make him feel another sensation.

They appear to smear each other, sip and suck each other, even now Demian's lips are in the niche of his wife's neck.

Inhaling deeply in the aroma that always makes it opiate, then in the kiss small skin-small neck of the woman to make him sigh favorably.

Demian seemed to forget where he was at this time, hearing his wife's moans made him even more crazy.

"Ah, shit." he said when he heard the long horn behind him.

"Do they not see, the road is still very wide to pass." he grumbled again.

After that he immediately put on his seatbelt again and began to drive his car.

Ariana who was tidying up her slightly messy and open clothes seemed to hold back her smile.

"Don't make fun of me baby, wait for your punishment at home" Demian said as his wife laughed at him.

"By pleasure, Mas." said Ariana teasingly.

"Basic naughty, so want to hurry up."

"We'll pick up Ricko first, Mas." Ariana reminded.

"Dear, I remember."

Moments later they were in front of Ricko's school.

"A little baby ?" demian asked as Ricko got into his car.

"No, Dad." said Ricko as he sat himself in the passenger seat behind his father.

"Daddy's darling first, son." said Demian who immediately made Ricko hug him from behind, then Demian kissed him with anxiety.

"Have you finished playing ball, hm ?" ask Demian.

"Yes, how does Daddy know ?"

"Bau asem, baby." said Demian who immediately made Ricko and his mother laugh together.

Not long after that Demian's phone seemed to ring loudly.

"There's a phone call, Mas." said Ariana.

Demian immediately took his phone to see who had contacted him.

"Olive ?" sahut Demian looked at his wife.