Not Ordinary Love (Vampire Love Story)
First Day

“Reply?” larasati rounded her eyes. Unbelievingly.

There's a human cake this doctor.

Muhammad Sakti is trying to challenge destiny. He himself was not sure what he was going to do. Half-dead avoiding a girl named Larasati. But fate seems to find him in all situations. Until he invited the source of the problem itself. Trouble won't stop if you keep running. Face up.

“I need a personal assistant, you want?”

“Doctors Mean?”

“You've worked with me this month,”

“Means being a waiter?”

“It's up to you to know what it is. But if my hands hurt like this, it's gonna be hard, right?” Continuing easing and lazy.

Thinking thinking. Accepted or not. The doctor was injured for helping him. Not want to be treated but ask for revenge dliayani. Cih,modus definitely.

Not a month long, huh? The earth always rotates at the same frequency.

“OK I want,” just for returning the favor.

“Good. Come anter me home,” Agree unconditionally.

“I,, Yes Doc,” run to the car and start the engine.

Approaching the doctor who said he was in pain. The car drove to hell which would torment them a month ahead. If this girl dies in his hands, it's fate. If this girl's alive for another week or so, she's successful.

Still in silence due to the awkwardness that suddenly appeared.

Even in delusion never think so close. Taking a long breath repeatedly. Trying to neutralize the smell by smell the car in front of him. Larasati looked strangely at the Doctor's behavior, but let.

Sakti leads the way to the magnificent Villa of his residence.

“Stop in front,” Hanging back the fragrance in its original place.

“This is the home of Doctor?”

“Not,”

“Whose house is this? Why stop?”

“Retreat !”

“Hah?” Confused but also confused.

“Stop,” Open the door and get off.

It was passed now back again. What does this guy want?

”I wait tomorrow morning,” walk into the gate that opens automatically. Both hands he put into his pocket.

“Iya,” Hufffftt. Laras sighed throwing off the annoyance. Nothing sucks yet. How later. Your own home can forget. What this car fragrance is so good that it makes him fall asleep. Fucking weird.

“Oma not pa-pa right Laras stay?” Talk after breakfast. They never talk when they eat together. But it'll heat up your ears when you're talking. Longer and more he listened.

“But go home, don't stay there,” talk about permission already last night.

Oma let because he said Laras wanted to find busyness and experience. He is also healthy. There was also an aunt who accompanied.

“Baras home.”

“Doctor is ganteg huh?” glancing with a smile after putting down the empty glass whose contents were already spent.

“Be careful, love can start from hate as well you know,” giggles at teasing Larasati. Old but ugly too.

“Not possible. Ganteng is not a guarantee,” wake up and say goodbye to Oma.

Oma smiled looking at Larasati's back. In his heart he prayed for the happiness of his grandson. Larasati deserves to be loved by the right man. But it wasn't Nico that was a shucks. May God lead you to the happiness you desire.

***

Gate opens automatically when horn sounds. It's weird there's no security guard or any other guard. Slender. Luxury house painted white with a combination of gold color. Well-favoured. Dive in the spacious courtyard after getting off the car. Looking for other living creatures that can be questioned.

“You've been waiting for miss,” suddenly Thomas appears behind her. Since when was he there.

“Iya,” walk while stroking chest. Hobby really makes people shocked, nagging in the heart.

Thomas looked in disbelief at the man walking in front of him. Feeling confused why bring food home if you do not want to eat. Dear mubadzir. Uh.

Better to stay at a safe distance. Safe from the smell of blood and all possibilities.

I'd like to apply for a job with the arrogant young master. Rich in novel titles?

The doctor sat on the couch. His two feet were stacked on the table. Busy flipping through the business magazines of the world. “You came too apparently?” Ask without seeing the other person. Tidy up the hair that is slightly wet and fall on the forehead.

Cute. Uh.

Sakti tried to behave normally even though his heart was pounding. The aroma of flowers and room fragrances installed at every angle can not cover the aroma of Larasati if at close range. Many times he sighed in search of tranquility.

“You will get a decent salary, don't worry,”.

What kind of a favor is this.

“What is my job Doc?” just ask from his feet to stand up.

“I want to eat,”

“Eat what Doc?”

Eat you. No,patience,patience! “What aja. The important is delicious,”

“Will I prepare,” Laras lau walks after Thomas who leads him to the kitchen.

Beautiful and clean kitchen.

What should I cook? The fridge contains all the meat. There is no spice. What is this lion?

After some time thinking and working, finally grilled meat without any seasoning he served at the dinner table. Sakti was silent without protesting directly to eat.

Strange, what a great hand is that. I think it's good that he eats. Maybe I have some great chef talent? Take a taste of the leftover meat on the grill. Hoeeek,amisssz.

The barrel spits the meat in its mouth into the sink. Hurriedly he took a drink and spent it in one gulp.

What kind of people will I serve? if it wasn't for the big pay and the big paycheck wouldn't have been me.

“Follow me,” Put down the rag he just used to wipe his mouth, then stand up after finishing the bland meat on his plate.

“Where?” I really feel like a maid.

Sakti Silence did not budge with Larasati's question, he continued to walk towards the long sofa in front of the TV.

What else does he want?