
Rama stroked Sisil's back gently. Slowly she sniffed the scent of her hair and body and subconsciously, hers behind the pants instantly hardened perfectly.
'My baby woke up again?' inner Rama.
The image stood up from his sitting. His eyes were immediately rounded when he saw his friend hugging Rama. It was somewhat surprising also, considering the piece of story that Sisil revealed just now.
'Cok them a hug? He said Om Rama raped Sisil?' batin Citra confused.
"Sister! Arya's family rejected me. His father said I should be self-aware. Then, how now, brother? Hiks .. hiks," said Sisil in tears.
Rama frowned, hearing Sisil calling him Big Brother. 'Lho, would he consider me Brother Gugun?' batin Rama was confused. 'Said Tirta I look like a Korean actor, why even look like Kak Gugun, anyway? But I don't have a mustache."
"I can't marry Arya, sister. Though I love her very much," added Sisil while tightening his embrace. She was crying, shedding all her sadness.
"There's still me, Sil. Let me marry you."
The answer from Rama suddenly made Sisil round his eyes wide. Quickly he let go of the hug, then looked at the face in front of him.
Instantly his face turned pale from shock. He also did not think that he could think that Rama was Gugun.
But on the other hand, Sisil saw a change from the face of the adult man to being much more handsome. All of this was due to her hair cut.
'He's Om Rama, right? But what is different about his face? But what?' inner Sisil.
"How, Sil?" ask Rama to make sure. The girl was immediately flabbergasted, because she had been daydreaming about Rama's face.
"Lho, how come I'm the pervert?" Rama pointed at his own face, he looked astonished. "You were the one who first hugged me."
"I'm not hugging Om!" he rubbed his two wet cheeks.
"You are, you always forget. Just as you undressed in front of me just forgot and now, just slurped it. Are you drunk again?" Rama stepped closer, his right hand holding a bouquet of flowers was about to grab Sisil's right cheek. But the girl avoided.
"Have a son to speak! Om I guess what cheap chick I am, undressing. That's Om the one who took off my shirt. I was raped!" the accusation.
"But that's the truth, Sil. If only there was a video, you would be shocked yourself," said Rama with a sigh. "This ah, I want to deliver a suit for Brother Gugun," He slowly stretched out what he was holding towards Sisil.
The girl took only two paper bags, if she did not take the flowers. Even seeing it was just a glimpse.
"Jas for Brother?" Sisil's forehead frowned. "Ngapain give me all the suits? Oh ... Om would bribe my brother for sure, so he would obey Om's request, huh?" guess with sour.
Rama nodded quickly. "Where was I so. I'm giving you a suit because my Daddy borrowed my suit yesterday from Mr. Gugun, so I replaced it with a new one" he explained.
"All right, just excuse this Om." Sisil poked his lips. It was obvious that he did not believe the words of the man in front of him.
"I swear, Sil. And this .. I also bought flowers for you. Please accept, I beg ...," pinta Rama with a sweet smile. He stepped closer and closer to give the violet flower in his hand. Hoping if Sisil would accept it.
...Don't sell expensive napa, Sil 😏...