Kiss Me
Kiss Me

The girl's hand was still tapping on her desk, occasionally confirming the glasses perched on her nose. Arkana who felt like in the KPK interrogation like a money laundering suspect went awry.

"But if the match does not go where Ar," said Mother Ema again.

This buset Ema's mother is like a complex mother who can't speak in her crumbles in her heart while glancing at Anwa.

"Yes, ma'am" replied Arkana.

The door to his father's office finally opened, a fat man in a black suit shook hands with Mr. Dawn, then smiled at Mother Ema and looked meaningfully at Anwa who lowered her head in respect.

"Let's Mr. Dawn, next time we resume our discussion, maybe lunch together might be a good idea," the man glanced at Anwa.

"It is with pleasure Mr. Robby, thank you for the invitation" Fajar replied.

After the man passed, the father was surprised to see the boy who had been seen in his office.

"Ar, what are you doing here?"

"It was Pa, it just happened to pass by, so Arkan stopped by." Following his father's footsteps into the study.

"Oh yes Miss Ema, what time are we meeting again?" the voice of Dawn echoed in his room.

Ema's mother walked into the room.

"Today, we last had a meeting with Mr. Erick Thohir at four in the afternoon, sir, at Bunga Rampai Pak restaurant."

"Yes, you can prepare the important documents, oh yes say Anwa, he can go home after the work is done, do not wait for us to go back to the office again."

"Okay, sir, I'm sorry."

"So what wind suddenly brought you here Ar" asked the father.

"There's no Pa, Arkan is a prank, Arkan has not played to Papa's office for a long time," he said.

~don't know his father, if his son likes to pick him up a small secretary in lobby~

"You have not been home for a week, like you are in the Sky apartment."

Arkana laughed, "Mama must have missed Arkana, huh Pa?"

"Papa can't stand the horror of your mama nanyain continue, why don't you go home."

"When mom calls Arkan every day,"

"You know your own mama unfortunately like what you are Ar, your sister who is a girl even on the loose far from the same mama, eh you are even in the front like a virgin."

Arkana so remembered Annaya's jealousy to her, Mama Cha Cha is indeed a little different to treat her and her sister. Annaya was given the freedom to choose education up to Jogja.

"Papa want to meet soon, do not forget to go home first, kasian also see your mother alone continue at home."

Arkana still heard the words of her father.

"Yes, tomorrow Arkan comes home, but after Arkan returns from Bali yes, the day after Arkan to Bali because Pa."

"Your business still has to be monitored by your Mima?"

"No Pa, all now Arkan who knows, Mima just give input if Arkan can be a constraint."

"Often also visit Mima, do not just use the apartment, if necessary, when the need to buy, the time is said to be a young entrepreneur apartment minjem."

"Every Boss, Papa long time like Mama."

The father laughed, then prepared for a meeting in the afternoon.

"Papa road ya," said the father.

Then opened the door of his study, walking hand in hand with the secretary who had been almost fifteen years accompany wherever his father went.

"St... shht..." Arkana pranks Anwa who is still in front of her computer.

Raising his glasses over his head, he turned to Arkana.

"What?"

"No papa, just a fad," Arkana leaned against the door and folded her arms in front of her chest.

Today Anwa wears a black blouse.wrapped in an ivory white blazer, with matching colored pencil pants, high heels black as high as three centimeters, with a black, and the glasses that had not escaped perched at the base of his nose, curly hair he let unravel.

After he finished cleaning his desk, Anwa walked into the room Mr. Fajar, to tidy up the room. All of Anwa's movements did not escape the sweep of Arkana's eyes.

Arkana feels Anwa always looks beautiful, following the footsteps of the girl who is behind the desk of the father. Arkana was leaning on the side of the table.

"So does he keep going?"

"Like it, can't you?"

Anwa paused for a moment her activities,

"Mo replace this?" he said back to tidy up the maps that are on the table.

"Lo if work deft yes, sat set sat set kelar."

Anwa is still cool with her activities without caring about Arkana.

"Does the employee set now?"

Anwa just nodded, putting the map into the drawer.

"Keren ih, can be in the board of directors like lo that, should be proud loh Wa."

"Hhmm, mission for a while," Anwa asked Arkana to shift her body slightly from the drawer to the right of the table.

"Wa," call Arkana soft.

"What the hell is Ar,"

"Date yuk," he asked and then grabbed Anwa's hand.

"Ish, what's the date?"

"Dinner's romantic Wa, or go to the movies, or we'll take the road to the beach or the mountain."

"You eat a ribet Ar, cook instant noodles at the boarding house is also romantic, while watching Bond of Love."

"Wa, I'm serious," he said again.

"Siss first dong, I'm going to go in this drawer," shifted Arkana's body.

Arkana moved slightly changing his position behind Anwa.

"Wa, uh,"

"Yes, Ar," said Anwa gently, Anwa turned her body, their distance was not too far only ten inches, Arkana and Anwa were only about fifteen to twenty inches tall, Anwa did not have to raise her head too deeply.

"Dating, wanna?" lirih.

Anwa smiled, their eyes locked onto each other, making the two's heartbeats seem to stop. Arkana took a small step closer to Anwa, the eyes swept back every inch of Anwa's face and the sight both fell on her lips.

Arkana grabbed Anwa's hand, making the girl slightly interested in getting close to her body. Clutching Anwa's slender waist, into the sidelines of the blazer that Anwa was wearing. Anwa's one hand held the chest of the field Arkana had, while one Arkana hand began to run down the nape of Anwa's neck covered in curly hair.

"Ar" Anwa's eyes were hypnotized by Arkana's thick lips.

"Ar," Anwa began to feel the urination that was again felt if the touches that Arkana often gave her, unfortunately this urination was too washed away.

Arkana tilted her face slightly, focusing only on the girl's red lips, the lips she had long wanted to touch.

"Ar," the man's name is again spoken but the answer Anwa got was not a word but rather **************** is soft on his lips.

The warm, sweet lips are shed once in a while just to get a little oxygen, then start again to share the sip and flavour. Anwa was already leaning on the side of the table, the hand that should have been pushing Arkana's body away now by beautifully squeezing the shirt that Arkana was wearing.

"Wa" the silent eye looked longingly.

While Anwa was still managing her roar of breath by lowering her face shyly looking at the man who had already ravaged her heart today.

"We're going on a date?" said Arkana raised the girl's chin, then gently rubbed the lips that she had felt how sweet and warm.

***gue suspects that his cctv is in his father's Arkana room ⁇ ️

how come you already feel belooom rustling swishaaa 🤣🤣***