Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 52

Alan stopped his steps and turned around. He looked back at me who was still sitting next to his car. "Until when are you gonna stand there? Hurry here" he said, waving his hand, asking me to come closer.

"Oh," I said, waking up. I started to step foot, tail behind him and came to a stop when the sneak stopped. We stood in front of the door that was still tightly closed. "Whose house is this, Al? Why are we here?"

Alan did not answer. His long, slender fingers pressed the numbers there to open the door. After the sound of a tilulite, the door opened.

"From now on we will stay here" he said, pushing the door wider. He put his foot inside.

I'm not short. But when Alan was as tall as an electric pole, I had to look up to see his face. "We?" many confused.

"Yes, us, you and me." Alan looked at me as he said that. His hand stretched out, grabbed my hand, brought him inside.

I clasped his hand and stopped walking. Alan stopped. He turned back to me with a dislike look. "Why should I stay with you? We're not husband and wife, we can't stay together, Al" I said, warning.

"Then marry me, be my wife, Alea."

I was silent for a moment. Surprised at his words just now. "Stop making jokes, Al," I said later. Right, it must be a joke. He just wanted to tease me. Yes, there may be someone who wants to marry me. I have a bad reputation in the eyes of the people. An actor and a poor woman of unclear origin like me do not deserve to marry anyone. I smiled wryly realizing who I was now. Sad and sick for sure. But how else, maybe I was born with a fate like this. Like it or not, inevitably, that's the destiny I have to live.

I let out a long sigh, filling up the oxygen to fill my lungs which somehow felt congested. After that, turn around and rush out.

Alan pulled my hand again, holding me back. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

I looked back, looking at his handsome face. I saw a slight frown on his forehead.

"Go home" I said, smiling.

Alan took a step forward, approaching me. The smell of mint came back, attacking my senses. I inhaled it a little, the smell was refreshing.

He took his hand off my arm and grabbed my jaw. His gaze fell on my face completely. "Why do you still want to leave when you're in your own house?" ask her in a soft voice.

Her hands felt warm as she gently caressed my cheeks. For a moment I was overwhelmed by his touch. Unconsciously my hand came outstretched up, holding his palm that was still perched on my face. His skin was very smooth, like silk. I stroked him for a moment. After that, shake your head. "No, this is not my home. I can't stay here, Al. I want to go home to the hostel." Our eyes met when I said it.

Alan took another step forward, so that there was no longer any distance between us. Our bodies are attached to each other. Only the clothes we wore were the only barrier between us. His other hand stretched out again and landed on my right cheek. Now he cupped my face with both his long and large palms. Then he put his forehead on my forehead. Her warm breath hit my skin. "Don't you remember that your rent's over? You can't stay there anymore" he said.

I'm in a daze again. My brain stopped working. Every touch of it made my whole body freeze. My heart is racing fast and getting faster. No, my heart could explode like this. With both hands, I pushed his chest away. "I will extend it" I said with a bowed face. Then he looked up again when he heard him chuckle. Yeah, when I saw his face again he was laughing. "What?" my question, confused. Why is he laughing?

"You have no money" he replied with a mocking smile.

I patted the jidat. Ah, I forgot. Now I'm very poor. Alan turned his body and returned to his feet. His laughter stopped a few seconds ago. "In this place you don't have to think about the rent. You can stay here anytime, as long as you want to stay."

"But we can't stay together, Al. That's not good." People will hate me even more when they know I live with a man who is not my partner.

I was silent for a moment. What he said has a point, too. But in the hostel there were still a few others. While in this place it seemed like there were only the two of us. That's a little uncomfortable. On the other hand, I have no choice.

"Where's my room?" In the end I gave up on the situation. Better to stay here than be a bum. To hell with the people out there. I don't give a shit. Everyone thinks I'm not a good woman, so jump in.

Alan's lips curved upwards, smiling. "After above. Your stuff I've moved in there, too" Alan said. He dropped his body on the couch.

I glanced up for a moment. Then he looked back at Alan. "What about you?" my question as I walked closer.

"I slept there." Alan pointed at a room with a look in his eyes.

"You're cheating, Al. Your room's downstairs while I'm upstairs" I protested.

"Then stay, I don't mind sharing a room with you. The bed is big enough, we can exercise together at night" he said with a grin.

"Basic crazy pervert!" With quick steps I walked past. Rushed to my own room.

Alan chuckled again. "Hey ... Alea, why are you going up? Wouldn't you prefer the room downstairs? We can warm each other up if we sleep together" he shouted.

I closed my ears, ignoring his shameless words.

"npus ... Let's sleep together" he cried again. His voice was still loud even though I was already inside the room.

"Hey ... Ale-ale, why don't you answer? I know you heard it."

My blood is boiling. One pillow was lying on the bed. Then step out. I threw the pillow at her who was lying on the sofa. "Shut your mouth and go into the room!" yells annoyed.

Alan caught it before it hit his face. He laughed again, making me even more upset.

"Hows it? Did you agree to sleep together?" He still smiled widely. Really shameless.

"No. Until I die I won't sleep with you" I said, turning around and returning to my room. Ignoring Alan who still continued to babble was unclear.

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