Office Hour
Romantic Time

I waited for him to get ready in the bathroom.

I sat on the side of the bed staring at him.

He seemed to be staring at me repeatedly.

We're only limited by glass at the moment, so I can see all his activities in the bathroom.

I realized, it wasn't our first room, and I've seen her whole body, all the way through.

Our defense is like the glass in front there, thin and clear.

Why am I still trying to deny all the signs?

I purposely sat here facing towards him because I wanted to claim my ownership. If Gunawan used to be able to see everything he has, why can't I?!

If necessary, I will see Mr. Sebastian once more and ask his sister to be mine.

But before I do, I have to make sure Bu Meilinda's feelings for me are as strong as my struggles.

And the stage this time, is to try to have his heart.

“Mas..” call him. He looked at me worried.

“Hm?”

“I want to pee, you turn back first,” Bu Meilinda turned her index finger looking at me on cue so I take my eyes off her.

I looked to the side, looking at the window next to us.

I saw in the corner of my eye, he was sitting on the toilet.

Then I looked back to him, towards him.

He looked panted as he looked at me, “Dimas, I was..” then he stopped, not continuing his sentence seeing my insolent behavior.

Not knowing what possessed me, I wanted to look at him.

She was so sweet in my eyes, everything changed from the moment I put my lips on hers.

He was stunned to look at me, probably noticing the change in my face.

There's no way back for me.

I've been lured to her, I can't take my eyes off her.

I saw, he looked resigned and cleared himself, with an awkward gesture, in front of me.

Right now I'm thinking, if she doesn't like me, or if she doesn't feel me, she's gonna be mad, report me to the police, or move the hotel alone.

But he stays here.

In front of me.

I made that a green light for me.

When he finished cleaning, he looked better than before. His face was calmer and there was a smile when he saw me.

He came up to me, then climbed onto my lap, kneeling above me.

And pulled my jaw up, towards her face.

“You know what kind of girlfriend I am?” tanyakanya.

“Hm,” is enslaved it feels like you want to. It was so before, too.

“You cheated, you died. Wrestle out? I've hurt enough men,” his hisses.

I didn't answer, just looked at him.

His eyes hypnotized me, making it difficult for me to take my eyes off him.

I raise my hand, I don't care if he gets angry or yells. Instingku says ‘do it before regret’. I stroked her open thighs, I clenched her dense buttocks, and I hugged her waist, as she lowered her face and kissed me.

Our kiss this time was different from the one before.

He opened his lips, trying to show his power. She wanted to show me that she was a strong woman, and that she could control me.

I didn't let that happen.

I snatched his tongue with my tongue, took a sip of it and enjoyed himself. I want to show that no matter how much he tries to rule me, it will have no effect. Love is not one-sided, as it is understood.

Like Yin and Yang, different but not separate. Like us today, men and women have different goals. He used me to forget his past, and I wanted to keep away all the other women who were chasing me but were completely enamored with him.

After a long while our lips clenched each other, he looked wobbly. He ran out of energy and tried to pull his face.

I didn't let him.

My hand clasped her back, so we lay on the bed with me on it.

Out of nowhere in my power, I've never treated a woman this intimate before. All my movements were purely male instincts, I did everything I wanted without considering whether he liked it or not with my treatment.

I wanted to feel everything, all this time I noticed she was always taking care of her body exclusively, and the more I sipped, the more delicious it felt. She was a very fragrant, different scent to all the women I knew, all this time hidden behind her malice, her fierce and defensive attitude in front of others.

To me, he gave himself up.

“Mas,” hisses. “Mas, stop,”

I'm stopping.

Making love when the other doesn't want to, it feels unbalanced.

“I don't feel good with you,” he again sobbed, “Sorry, but it feels like I don't deserve to be with you,”

Whatdoes thatmean?

I kept quiet because I didn't understand.

“I'm like a cheap p3lacur who gets the perfect man, I can't, I don't feel deserved,”

I chuckle.

“I don't care about your past,” but I stopped our love activities, I will start slowly. The important thing is that I've shown him that I'm committed to this relationship, not just using each other.

“What have Gunawan touched from you? Which Jeffry took?” I ask, “the pleasure they offer you, I will do exactly the same to you, even I will add. So that you forget them, and just look at me,”

“Jeez Dimas... This is how you love?”

I saw her face red as she looked at me.

I smiled at the way he was impressed with me.

I pecked her lips lightly, then her cheeks, and I hugged her. “In front of me, please always smile,” my whisper.

Now, just thinking about how I get a lot of money to be able to compensate for the crocodile leather bag that Gunawan gave, maybe I will apply to be CEO at Beaufort and willingly enslaved Alex.

Also, how to get the blessing of Mr. Sebastian and Mr. Hans.

“Work first yuk?” tawalku.

**

That night after struggling with the guarantee of land and buildings that were in a state of destruction, we decided to clear our minds with coffee in Lembang.

Along the way, we just kept quiet while holding hands. Sometimes she leaned on my shoulder and hugged my arm possessively.

The world feels so much more beautiful in front of my eyes.

“Mas, are you interested in me because I'm beautiful, or because I'm rich?” suddenly tanyanya. There is no problem in front of us. Is it really his slippery style of speech like that because it was educated since childhood by someone authoritarian? Or too much pain in the past?

“You are not beautiful, and your wealth from Mr. Sebastian,” I answer no less spicy.

“Hehe, your base..” his embrace is getting tighter. I knew he wouldn't be offended by my tongue, because it was common for us to argue.

“If you can, rarely meet your brother, serem atmosphere,” I do it myself.

“You care so much to express love to me, indeed you have what?” ask Bu Meilinda.

I realized he was trying to train me to talk.

Talk to her brother.

Because of course that question was thrown from Mr. Sebastian's mouth if one day I meet with him.

“Have a bird,” answered me.

“Hahahahaha!! Duh silly..” he instantly splashed while banging my shoulder.

“I lied,” hisisku.

“Long?”

“Long time says you're not beautiful,”

“That's an honest answer or you just don't want me to fire?!”

“I'm easy to find a job with a look like this, and you know my friends..”.

“Oh that makes you so far not afraid of being fired yes,”

“I asked back,”

“What?”

“You'd like to be kissed by Mas-Mas like me, why?”

“Because I'm jablay,”

“Woy.. semprul,” hisisku while pinching his cheek.

He chuckles.

“I thought you thought I was all this time. I was caught many times doing this-that,” he said.

“No, I thought instead.. You are so sexy,” my hiss.

“Ohya?”

“Hm,”

“Hehe...” and after we fell silent.

But I could see from the flash of vehicle light reflected on the car window, there was a red tinge on his cheek.