I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Oh, my God

Same night, but a different place. Vanesa was still in grief. Ever since getting out of Kenan's apartment, he's just been circling the city. He was sitting in a garden crying. His tears never stopped, although his heart actually realized that from the beginning Kenan had only made him a friend. However, Vanesa is overconfident, making sure that Kenan will love him, as no man will ever bend his knees to him.

After a night, he turned to a club that was only attended by the upper class. Twelve more years, he no longer stepped on the club. The first time he was introduced to this place by an ex-girlfriend who had taken his honor. At that time, they were celebrating graduation in a cool romantic place in lembang and took a walk to a city center dubbed the city of flowers.

The night was getting late, Vanesa was getting drunk. He kept drinking the alcohol.

“Nona, you've been very drunk,” said the bartender who did not want to give Vanesa another drink.

“Not yet, I'm not drunk,” replied Vanesa raucous.

Vanesa still asked for his glass to be filled by the illicit miniman.

“I want again,” said Vanesa lirih.

“Can't, Miss. You are already very drunk,” replied the bartender.

“I'm not drunk.” Vanesa snapped the glass in a high tone. “How many times have I told you I'm not drunk. I still want to drink.”

Vanesa continued to shout indistinctly, making the people around him also turn their heads. Since then, since the woman sat in the park until she reached this club, her phone kept ringing. The father kept calling his daughter who never gave any news. However, Vanesa ignored the ringing sound that did not sound loud from inside his bag.

Then, a man who knew Vanesa was about to approach. However, the big-bodied club keeper in a safari suit first approached Vanesa.

“Nona, sorry. You must not disturb other visitors,” said the security guard.

The bartender gave the security guard a code to take Vanesa out.

“Ayo, come with us!”

One man of the same stature and suit came over and helped his friend carry Vanesa's arm to stand up and get the woman out of there.

“Lease! I'm not drunk. Basic bod*h. I'm not drunk, you hear me! Huh!” vanesa shouted like a madman.

“Stop! Release him!” said the man who had noticed Vanesa who was making a fuss.

“You know him?” ask one of the security guards.

“Ya, I know him.”

“Good. It!” the two men of large stature gave Vanesa to a man who was also tall stout even though his muscles were not as big as the two men who carried Vanesa's body earlier.

Vanesa's disheveled face, made people not really recognize him. Moreover, the airliner that Vanesa used had already melted into a mess on that beautiful face.

“Other times, don't bring your troublesome friend here!” said one of the security guards.

“Good.” The man nodded.

Then, the man took Vanesa into the car.

“Kenan, don't stay with me!” racau Vanesa stroked the man's chest.

“Come, Van!” The man led Vanesa to sit in his car patiently.

“Nan, you want to take me home? Yes?’ asked Vanesa smiling with his trademark drunken tone.

The man knew that Vanesa was now an engaged model with a young businessman he knew very well, because he worked at the young entrepreneur's company.

“Nan, I miss you.” Vanesa slipped spoiled into the man's body.

“Yes, yes I miss you too, Van,” replied the man and sat Vanesa in the right position and put a seatbelt on the heavily drunk woman.

Then, the man took Vanesa to his apartment, because it was very unlikely if the man returned Vanesa to Jakarta with a late night. Arriving at the apartment, the man carried Vanesa's staggering body and walked slowly, making him impatient, then carried Vanesa's bridal body.

“We've been friends since childhood, Nan. I'm sure you love me too. You don't love your wife.” Vanesa was still rummaging on the sidelines of the trip to the man's room.

“Nan. Kenan Aditama.” Vanesa continued to pronounce the name of the man his heart adored, making the man's heart was sliced to hear it.

“Stop saying that name, Van,” The man is furious. But Vanesa ignored him.

The man pressed the passcode, until the door opened. He put Vanesa into the room and laid the body slowly on the large bed.

“You're not good at drinking, Van. Always troublesome if drunk,” said the man while releasing high heels attached to the foot of the level of Vanesa.

He also stroked Vanesa's smooth legs. Really, he misses the body of his former lover. Yes, this man was Vanesa's ex-girlfriend in High School and he was the first to touch Kenan's former fiancee and best friend.

“Hmm ..” Vanesa moaned as the man's lips traced the tip of his foot to his stomach.

“Nan, Eum ..” Vanesa continued to moan by saying a name that was not the name of the man.

Suddenly the man also pierced the body of Vanesa and his face faced with the face of the woman who was drunk heavily.

“How many times have I told you. Don't mention the man in front of me,” The man snarled at Vanesa, until Vanesa fell silent and blinked his eyes repeatedly, staring at the man's face intently.

Cup... suddenly the man was******* vanesa lips. Vanesa refused. However, the man insisted that Vanesa return the favor.

Both, mutually******* lips, tongue, fiercely and sue.

“Mmpphh ..” Vanesa moaned as his breath was almost gone.

The man also let go of the link.

“I miss you, Van. Very miss.” Said the man.

Vanesa was still unconscious, who the man who was bullying him was. He kept his eyes fixed on the man. His brain wanted to refuse because the body and perfume that the man used was not the perfume and body of his beloved man. However, Vanesa wanted to repeat the pangutan and received another touch from the lips of this man.

****

In the morning, Hanin and Kenan fall asleep in a state of innocence. They fell asleep on a large sofa hugging each other.

Rasti got up first and looked at the scene again. He just smiled and shook his head again. He deliberately did not wake the couple, because he knew the couple no longer spoke after the late night. Rasti could not sleep because of the sound. However, he still could not get up during the day.

Rasti turned to the kitchen and made breakfast.

Hanin blinked both eyes to wake up, as he heard the sound of the kitchen thump. There's someone in the kitchen. He also smelled coffee and toast. Hanin loosened his embrace at the man who was still faithful hugging him tightly. He moved Kenan's hand which hugged his waist, then slowly got up.

“Mami?” ask Hanin in a mutter. If the one in the kitchen was her mother-in-law, she would be very embarrassed. She really is a daughter-in-law with no ethics, she thought. Not that he made breakfast, this was even the in-law who was currently here as a guest.

Hanin picked up his clothes and put on those clothes in a hurry. Then, his steps went straight to the kitchen.

“Mami ..” call Hanin shy.

“Hai, morning,” answered Rasti casually turned to Hanin, then resumed his activities.

“Mami, let Hanin alone do this.” Hanin approached Rasti and tried to reach for the kitchen tool held by her mother-in-law.

“It's okay,” said Rasti who held the kitchen tool she was holding.

“Don't Mami! Let Hanin make breakfast for Mami and Kenan.”

Rasti smiled and shook her head. His eyes glanced at Hanin's body, which was marked by red marks on the son, because Hanin again wore the tangtop and hotpants that he wore last night.

“It's okay. After all, you better clean your body. The aroma of romance is still attached there.” Rasti smiled without looking at Hanin.

Hanin froze. He smelled the scent of his body which was very attached to the scent of Rasti's son. Hanin was embarrassed. “Sorry, Mam.”

“Loh, why apologize?” asked Rasti raising her eyebrows. “You have served my son well. Now clean. Let Mami continue this. After all, this is almost done.” Rasti pointed to the toast that was neatly affected and ready to serve.

“Thank you, Mam.” Hanin slowly approached Rasti and hesitantly kissed her mother-in-law's cheek. He misses doing this, he misses kissing a mother.

Rasti patted Hanin's cheek from the side. “Yes, equally. Take a bath. The smell of my son is very inherent here,” ledek Rasti.

Hanin smiled and went straight into her room to take a shower.

Kenan woke up a few minutes later. He picked up his boxer and put on the clothes.he walked towards the dining table, already seen the mother was tidying up the table. The table that was originally empty, suddenly was filled with food.

“Hai, Ken.” Rasti turned towards her son who was still bare-chested.

“Hai, Mam,” replied Kenan casually as he pulled his hair back.

“It seems, you slept well once,” led Rasti.

“Ya, Mam is very good,” replied Kenan who did not realize that his activities last night with his wife made the mother can not sleep well.

“Mami also sleep well?” asked Kenan who was standing while holding the back of the dining chair.

Rasti sat down and was about to pour some coffee. “Yes, Mami's sleep is never as quiet as last night.”

Kenan smiles. “Good then. Kenan lives first, Mam. Ken wants to take a shower it feels sultry to sleep on the sofa.”

Rasti smiled and nodded. His son is getting better at lying.

“Oh yes, Ken.” call Rasti when Kenan is about to leave.

Kenan immediately turned his body and looked at the face of the mother. “Ya, Mam.”

“Today, what are your plans?” ask Rasti.

“Kenan there is a short meeting at Aditama Export office, Ken wants to introduce Hanin as Ken's wife in front of Ken's employees in this city, because Hanin had worked there. Then, Ken will drive Mami home and there's Ken's appointment for the press conference.”

“You will introduce Hanin on media?” ask Rasti.

Kenan. “There is no more covered Mam.”

“If James reacts?” ask Rasti again.

“Kenan will face.”

Rasti smiled and Kenan returned the smile, then went to his room.

The tidy, fresh-looking Hanin stood in the doorway of the room and overheard the mother's conversation with her son. He smiled, as Kenan's steps drew closer to him. Really am. The more he loved this man.

“Morning,” said Kenan, as he wrapped his hands around the waist of the wife standing before him. “You left me again.”

Kenan did not like it, if Hanin woke up first and was not there beside him as he opened his eyes.

“Sorry, Ken. I heard Mami cooking in the kitchen, so I rushed up and wanted to replace Mami. But Mami forbade and told me to take a shower because she said I smelled like you.”

“Mami know, last night we ..” Kenan did not continue his words.

Hanin nodded. “It looks like so.”

“Oh, my God.” Kenan patted his forehead, he looked back and saw the mother who was also staring at the door of Kenan's room, which was translucent towards the dining table.

Rasti smiled grinningly, making her son embarrassed.