If You're a Mate, How else?
Demands Of

It seems like I was forced to accept the presence of Tian in my life. In fact, we met not in a matchmaking event. Not because of coercion. But really, it feels led in that direction. Be it by my family or by Tian himself.

Several times I tried to find a reason to avoid, even ended up getting hit by the stone itself. As now, at three o'clock in the morning, I awakened him to sahur.

Oh God. Truly a weapon of eating sir.

Nyesel I told you haphazardly like yesterday. He also did not wake me up. Up to ten missed calls coming in my hape. Stupidly again, I forgot to kill my wine. As a result, at this hour I was forced to be literate. Pantesan only, fit to sleep even dream about him. Turns out, Babas did haunt me.

"Eat a lot, Yang," the Tian said as he watched me munch on bread.

"Sleep, Mas," I'm honest.

He just smiled at me.

"Just go to sleep again" I said. Males I know if I have to video call continue.

"Body dawn. She was asleep, "he answered.

Honestly, he woke up, is it still neat? Her hair is not messy. Wear a pajama suit anyway. Rarely do I see a man who catches him while sleeping. Mas Puja just like to show off ketek when sleeping. In fact, if you are very sultry, Mas Puja does not wear clothes at all. His sleep is like mayaat. Until I was jahili by cutting half his sticky fur, he was still pules. Eh I myself who is not strong to hold back laughter until I can no longer continue guntingin the sticky feather for fear of the skin to the scissors as well.

But seeing Babas is always neat and fragrant. I never saw him fall apart. I think sleep is also boro-boro ilean or ngorok.

"Mas deliberately wake up to wake me up?" manya curious.

He nodded, "Please don't have the heart if you fast but don't pray" she replied, leaving me a little touched.

"Thank you, Mom." I smiled sincerely at him.

I was going to lie to him by pretending to fast. But eventually it becomes the intention to make a real fast. I don't want to sin anymore. Besides, it was quite useful as well as Tian. Could be an alarm for me.

But that doesn't mean I'm just gonna melt him, yeah. I just appreciate the effort. It was just that, nothing yet. When I was dating, I used to wake up my ex too. Even often stay up while on the phone, until the morning anyway. So, Tian's effort this time, yes. Still equal to the guy who used to be close to me.

After all, that's an ordinary guy, right? Turn chasing, looks dead love. Very defensive. But once I became a girlfriend, gradually everything faded as well. I went back to my suit as usual.

And, could the Babas also like my ex-members first. Now the spirit and enthusiasm, but long-time move bow with other girls. Or it could be like the Nico — fellow model who was last close to me. It is ghosting doang. To this day, the creature is no longer known. Either he's alive or he's not.

"Tomorrow work at home again, Yang?" babas's question made me stare at the screen again.

"Hmm. don't know either. Yesterday there was a photo shoot offer for a local brand" I replied.

"You take?"

"Definitely. The time of sustenance is rejected," I said to make Babas pull the corner of his lips upwards.

"What shoot? Clothes or what?" tanyakanya.

"Underwear," I replied.

Uh, my God. So indiscriminate!

"You—"

"Kidding, Mom. If it's not wrong, then." Duh, she almost thought I was a weird girl.

"What?"

"Please, reject that offer. mmm... If it requires you to dress openly, Yang," she asked.

I know myself too. But what the hell is Babas a queer-touch? Who her? Brother not. Neither is the boyfriend.

Let's be like this too, I don't just take a job. If shooting for advertising makes it, I obviously refuse. But if only open a little, just love to see my udel that is not stout, my stomach is flat, it is still natural... No, not very senonnoh-senonnoh.

But I think the sexiness depends on our glasses looking. In terms of religion, it is clearly wrong. A Muslim woman should be in a hijab. Different again if viewed from the point of view of art, as long as we display not a vullgar scene, it may be natural. I am not a Muslim fashion model. And I as a model was also sued for professional. So there's no harm, right?

"Emang why?" my many.

"Yes, I don't like it" she replied, looking at me.

I deliberately smiled cynically, "hey... It's nobody I am. If I forget," my cleblos.

"Yes knows. I'm nobody you are, Yang. And I also have no right to forbid you. But I'm trying to be the most important part of your life. For some reason, my heart is not willing if you are too open in front of the camera or seen by many people" he replied.

"Mas, we work together in an interrelated field. And maybe, not once twice did I see another woman dressed openly. Maybe even Mas's seen a full naked woman. But as long as I'm a professional, don't sell myself in the real sense, why not? I still know the rules, too" I said.

What the hell, is he so possessive? I have never taken a job like that, but if suddenly there is something pretentious, even become sultry as well.

"Yes anyway. Cuma—"

"I don't like it, not yet anything. Don't care what it looks like in the future!" grumbling.

"OKAY. Sorry if I was wrong, Yang. I just express my heart. But if you are not pleased, do not respond to my words earlier," he said.

I know, he's kind of pissed off by me. Bodo is very. If I obey, he may have a big head. In the future, he will rule my life. Dih, good!

"I'm going to the toilet, Yang. Do not forget to take vitamins... It's okay if I close the phone first?"

Tuh. Must be him with me. His way of speaking became formal again. Usually Mas-mas-an. It's back to 'me' mode'.

Uh in retrospect, since when did I say the same he said so me-Mas-an? How, did I just realize?

"Thanks is awake."

"Yes. Happy fasting, Yang."

And as usual, he switched to our video call. Huh, basic Om-Om sensian. Sok. Set it up there, your own life!

Look, once I get upset, he'll disappear like Nico or not?

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Assalamu'alaikum... Please pray for my recovery. Masyar2n can be normal again as usual. Help do'a, guys.

Oh, help vote too (teuteup) hehe... Thanks though...