Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Oath

"Well, what the hell does this mean? No yes, lamar-lamaran. I don't like being forced!"

Violin approached Atmanegara who was feeding his arwan fish who swam lazily in the magnificent aquarium.

"Loh, Papa doesn't make it. Damar would want to? Papa, how are you." Atmanegara replied, still sprinkling fish food even though the fish just glared at the doang.

"Where am I but the house open house gini, no wind, no rain suddenly accept people come to propose. Papa purposely made me stop by?"

"Hush, worry about you." Atmanegara stopped his activities, he approached the sofa near the aquarium. "Here sit." she said as she patted the sofa next to her.

Although dongkol, Vio nurut too. He sat next to his father.

"Papa is not careless to choose men, let alone to be your life friend. Of course the quality is guaranteed ori."

Vio tilted his head, he looked at his father questioningly. But Atmannegara deliberately ignored him.

"I refuse!" Firmly Vio in one breath.

"Well, you know I failed at marriage, I didn't want to be reckless Pa, that whole life was long. What happens if I marry someone I don't love?" Vio folded his hands in front of his chest. He's really upset.

"Now Papa asks, what was your marriage first, which he said was based on that love, hm?"

Vio glanced at Atmanegara, useless actually arguing with this old man. But Vio can't dong diginiin, it's delicious.

"Destroyed, right?" Ask Atmanegara again. "For a woman, marry the one who loves you, not the one you love."

"The room doesn't love me, Pa!" Sela Vio while pointing at her dramatic chest.

Atmanegara smiled, "Love is not an expression, love is an act."

"Cih, dare to bet, Damar was only targeting Papa's treasure. Later ending my life story will be as rich as those online novels. Married by force, finally his father died, his property was taken away, I lived on the streets."

"Haha..." Atmanegara laughed loudly, until his tears came out at the end of his eyes.

"Eat not mostly read the online novel Vio, the author forgets that there is a pre-marital agreement. Haha..."

"What if I marry Damar, Papa's willing to bail?" This is Vio's last resort, threatening his father.

Atmanegara leaned his body, his hands outstretched holding the violin crowns.

"In your mother's name, Papa swore he would kill Damar with my own hands, if he dared to waste you."

Violin's hair is goosebumps, he does not dare to look at Atmanegara's eyes.

***

Violin sat next to Damar with a pouting face. He can't smile at all. When the photographer asked Vio not to care.

Very different with Damar who was not asked was already crybaby.

The application session has just ended. Attended the nuclear family only. But Atmanegara's welcome was too much, as usual. Wear a photographer, wear a MUA too. Haduuuhh.

"Sir, smile dong little, yak cant be pretty-beautiful can not smile." Grumpy the photographer when he was upset with Vio. His mouth until this foamy.

Violin remains indifferent.

"Jeez Mbaaakk... We are in a position yuk?!" said the last time, he had resigned with the results of his shots later.

Bagusan is also the one who stood with the groom-to-be. It's handsome, friendly anyway. Honey whose smile is expensive for mercy.

Although beautiful, but without a smile will also not be good to be taken candid as well.

Damar blinked his eyes, giving the photographer Mas code for stay camera.

Damar grabbed both hands of Violin, then looked at her. Inevitably Vio returned Damar's gaze, crazy to hold his nose.

Vio almost turned his head as Damar's lips peeked at Violin's cheeks, the woman gaped.

The photographer blushed.

"Heiii..." Protests furious. Vio did not dare to shout because there were still many people there.

Vio pinched Damar's stomach.

Tau Vio would not dare to shout loudly, Damar grabbed Vio's waist let me squeeze into his body. Just a chance.

Vio muttered, he stepped on the tip of Damar's foot with heels.

Successfully released because Damar grimaced in pain, Vio almost ran away when his hand was held by Damar.

The photographer was embarrassed. Yak aampuun, very romantic anyway, will be epic the result of his shot. Si mas promised to make a video version with Indian song backsound. Awww... Nice kuch kuch ho ta hai what har dil jo pyar karega, huh?

"You niiihh, patient Damar, this is just a proposal." Rudolf pulled out Damar's ears strongly.

"Yeshaa... Ask Vio if you want to get along?"

Vio had to smile, even if he didn't say anything. It was not polite to frown in front of Om Rudolf.

"No, Vio wants to." Damar.

"Vio didn't say anything, didn't." Rudolf.

"By the way, Pa, cooking is not bad."

"Prophe Damar, another week."

"What??" Violin was shocked, she knew nothing, suddenly another week.

"Loh, Damar didn't tell you?" Rudolf cringed his forehead to look at his future daughter-in-law.

Violin shook her head dramatically, her crazy head instantly dizzy. He needs a grip.

"A week, Papa." Damar was still arguing with his father.

"It's too soon, wedding preparations are plenty. Are you ready? Poor dong Violinnya."

"The room is ready, ready. How's Vi, tomorrow?" Damar turned his head, looking at Violin.

Violin yells, her eyes dim, her head heavy. The surrounding vows were instantly dark.

***

The love...

Really exist?

How to know there is love if it does not exist.

Cannot be touched, cannot be touched. But he said it could be felt.

The love that Violin knows, her heart will thump if it is close to her love.

His face blushed when viewed by his love.

Her stomach blossomed if love greeted her.

Back then with Dion, Vio had felt that love.

The love...

In fact there is, in fact it can be felt.

Why do you still ask how love looks?

Is it an expression, or an act? Which one should Vio believe? It would be nice to get both, right?

Being greedy?

Indeed yes!

For people who have been hurt, Violin wants to be greedy. Can it?

Tonight he wandered to the edge of the hospital bed. The infusion hose hung on his hand. The danger has been changed with the patient's clothes.

Violin sighed, she wanted to be so greedy.

But his hope was dashed as he stared at the sleeping Damar lying face down beside him with his arms.

It should be a romantic scene, the woman is sick, the man is waiting faithfully for her.

But why Vio so cry anyway see the face of Damar.

Gini was forced to marry without doing anything.

Vio tilted his body against Damar, he closed his eyes, slowly he began to sob.

Violin doesn't know that Damar is trained to be sensitive even while sleeping. Damar opened his eyes without changing position. He looked at Violin who was crying in silence.

He waited for Vio to calm down a little, stretched out his hand to get rid of the Vio haircut that partially covered the pretty face.

"Sstt. don't worry, everything's gonna be okay..." Whispering Damar, he patted Violin's arm softly until the woman fell asleep embracing her dream.

***