Om Pamungkas
this is wrong

" ...???" ratih's voice was almost inaudible, he had already given up on Endungkas.

While their car had stopped for about twenty minutes,

Finally, the lost self-control was exhausted evaporation of his feelings.

" Om?!!" Ratih pushed open the chest that squeezed him.

As hard as any effort Ratih to push the ultimate feels free.

" Don't try to be this easy on another man.." Finally pulled himself slowly, at the door of the face of Ratih who could not protest it.

" Your insolent om will not accept that until you are so." he added back to kiss Ratih's lips, gently.

Train leaning limp, his legs and hands were so powerless, for some reason.

" Report me to your papa mama Ratih.if you really hate my treatment of you.", Finally kissed Ratih's hand, and placed it on his left cheek.

Ratih who was still in shock was just silent looking at his om, the highlight still contained disbelief, whether what Ratih felt now, which clearly his heart was really messy.

Finally parked Hendra's car in the garage, he looked at Ratih who was still silent from now on.

" Is something uncomfortable?" tanya Endungkas help remove the seat belt Ratih.

" No. " replied Ratih slowly,

hearing that came out of the car.

The two entered the house, somehow the atmosphere of the house became different.

" Wahh.. just got home?" hentra's voice from the middle room,

" who drove you home the night?" ask Hendra again,

" I took him out to eat," replied Pamungkas walking into the kitchen and picking up a glass of water.

While Ratih walked up the stairs, the woman was downcast, not daring to look at her brother.

" What did you eat?" tanya Hendra approached Pamungkas to the kitchen,

" eat seafood, why? you haven't eaten yet?,

I'm sorry I didn't wrap it for you," said Pamungkas,

" I've been eating kok om, I'm just surprised, it looks like om eat sauce that contains clothes dye?" said Hendra smiled faintly,

" I don't eat sauce?" She took a tissue and wiped her lips.

Degs..

She immediately squeezed the tissue in her hand when she saw the scar of Ratih's lipstick that turned out to be stuck on the tissue.

Finally speechless, his face stiff, he was confused to give an explanation to Hendra.

" Oh.no sauce.." Hendra laughed breaking the silence,

" Let's talk outside" said Pamungkas .

" What do you talk about? it's night, om just rest.." Hendra patted his shoulder, then walked away.

The last can only be silent to see Hendra walking up the stairs with a heart that is wrinkled.

Train from earlier back and forth on the bed, just,

he still could not believe what was going on between him and his father.

It was not the first kiss, though,

but today he felt something more out of bounds.

It was no longer holding back, even acting like Ratih was his.

Train again to touch his lips,

the ultimate kiss is still very strong.

His chest was pounding incoherently,

" uhh...!" she complained, she was not a high school child, she was a widow who had been touched by her ex-husband.

She is also not the type of woman who is easily touched by her heart,

but why..why does the ultimate om can be so easy to mess up his feelings?, Ratih kept asking himself.

Ratih got up, he came out of his room, with doubtful steps he walked towards the door of the Last Room, past the door of Hendra's room.

Ratih's step stopped, he really could not calm down before asking directly to his omnya,

but, uh,

she was too scared to knock on the door.

Downplayed his intentions and retreated, it was better to go back to the room he thought, she said,

But suddenly the door was opened, the only one who stood in front of the door, without clothes and only with a subordinate pair of shorts was grabbing Ratih quickly.

After Ratih was in the room, she locked the door.

" Hemm.." The voice of the last shrewd, the,

he took his hand off of Ratih's arm.

" Did I pull you too hard?" tanya was worried about Ratih's arm.

Train nodded slowly,

seeing Ratih nod his head Endlessly grabbed the arm again and stroked it.

" Why are you standing in front of my bedroom door in the middle of the night?" asked after stopping stroking Ratih's arm.

Trained to be quiet, she bowed down not answering.

Finally sighing, he actually could not sleep at all, either,

he had just finished smoking.

" What are you worried about..." Finally hugged Ratih, stroking the head that was leaning on his chest.

" O..?" ratih's voice is flowing,

" hemm..?"

" how do you know I'm standing at the door?"

" I heard the sound of footsteps stopping in front of the room,

your slippers are noisy.." Pamungkas explained let go of his embrace.

" O..?" call Ratih again,

" mom back to work tomorrow?" tanya Ratih looked at the Last, though,

Finally nodded,

" i want him not to come back.."

answer the Kalem, please,

" Who lives there?"

" who?"

" who said he wanted to marry?"

Finally silent, the look on his face turned unsettled.

" yes, he lives there, but I haven't decided yet." replied Pamungkas as calmly as possible,

" people betrothed me, why Rat?" asked Pamungkas, the man also wanted to see Ratih's attitude to him.

Ratih was silent, long.

" Why silence? speak..?" Finally pulled Ratih to sit on a chair, while Pamungkas sat at the end of his bed.

" Why is this like this to me? don't you want to marry someone else?"

Rutih finally asked,

" what we're doing is wrong om, what if papa mama knows?" Ratih is not calm, but he is also comfortable.

" Hendra already knows." said Pamungkas, said,

" Hendra's already caught my wet Rat.." Finally touched Ratih's fingers and held them.

" Aren't you??" Ratih did not reject the touch, but the tip of his fingertips felt cold and slightly trembling.

" how can you?"

" your lipstick is on my lips.Why didn't you say it?"

Ratih stare, though,

" Really??!" ask Ratih,

" yes, you should have warned me before you came home.."

" i. I don't know, either, because I don't pay much attention." replied Ratih feeling bad.

" What did Hendra say??"

" he was just silent, and smiling, but his smile was different than usual..

less friendly..".

Both are silent, same thinking.

" Are you afraid of me, Ratih?" asked Finally when he felt Ratih's finger still trembling.

" i. do not know om.., om. om is my om. papa's sister.." now Ratih's voice began to vibrate.

" This is wrong om. please? this is wrong..?!" Train crying.