Look at Me One
45. Word Feelings For Aran
Sandra pursed her sex lips as she opened the door and saw who was coming.
"Why are you here?"
"You'll see the future wife. Can't it?" Bagas smiled sweetly making Sandra's heart dag-dig-dug. Adjacent to Bagas for a long time makes Sandra's heart performance unsafe.
Whether since when, obviously, Sandra is currently a teenager who is in love for the first time. His face that met with red he hid by lowering his head. However, how many seconds later he looked back at the man before him.
"Who do you call a future wife?" Sandra looked at the man in annoyance.
"Yes, you! Who else is it?" Bagas breaks into the house without waiting for Sandra's approval.
"When did I become your future wife? Don't make a shit! It's really bad, I'm my future husband," said Sandra annoyed. But in his heart he warmed. Sandra did not deny that she was currently flattered by Bagas' words.
Hearing Sandra's words, Bagas clucked in annoyance. The man then grabbed Sandra's hand, facing the woman's face to look at her.
"Darling, can you say yes? Is it hard, do you accept me? Don't make me more tormented, San, please." Bagas looked at the woman full of pleading.
"I'm .. I'm just afraid you're sorry. I'm not the kind of person you think I am. You don't know me very well, Bagas."
"I don't care. Didn't I tell you that I don't care about your past? I just want you, Sandra. Now and see you later. I beg you." Bagas tried to convince Sandra. I don't know how much more he convinced the woman.
Bagas believes Sandra actually has the same feelings for him. Only, the woman was too proud to admit it.
Sandra let out a long breath. The woman invited Bagas to sit down. Sandra really doesn't know what to answer. She wants to confess her feelings, but she is not sure what she feels is love.
"I'll get you a drink. Just a minute." Sandra walked into the kitchen. The housekeeper had just gone out to shop for the necessities of the house. So, inevitably, Sandra herself had to make drinks for Bagas.
"It looks like you've already memorized my favorite drink." Bagas approached Sandra. Locking the woman's body from behind.
"Don't fuck around" Sandra recalled as the man's body stood behind her. Bagas breathing even felt behind his ears.
"I'm not messing around. I was just watching my future wife make me a drink."
"No need to be!"
"Who is more? 'And the truth is so." Bagas put his chin on Sandra's shoulder.
The man exhaled, causing Sandra to stop his activity as Bagas' breath slammed into his neck.
Sandra feels dejavu. In the past, he had been and was used to such a position. Being in the kitchen, making drinks and someone standing behind him hugging warmly. The shadow of Sean's face flashed as a line of memories swirled in his head.
"I used to be in a position like this when I was with Sean. I thought, only Sean would hold me like this for the rest of my life. However, it was unexpected that I was currently in the same position, but with a different man." Sandra said in her heart.
"I just want to marry you, not anyone else. Especially Shena. That girl really pisses me off." Bagas' voice sounded annoyed.
"Why don't you want to be with Shena? Isn't she a pretty girl?"
"I don't care. To me, no one is prettier than you." Bagas' hand, which was at the side, immediately moved to hug the woman.
"Darling, can you just listen to me this time? I really don't want to be with him. I just want to be with you. I don't want to marry anyone but marry you."
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