Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Roberto Thomas

Violin walks back and forth in the pantry of her apartment. Intentions make coffee, but in fact just back and forth nyari cup then saucer, then another cup.

Then look down a little, open the cabinet shelves, but obviously the coffee is on top of the cabinet, right next to the coffee maker. He was tired of ransacking his cabinet.

Then a big, sturdy hand touched his, soft hand. Violin reflexes looking up.

"I can drink sachetan coffee really, no need to bother gini." Rob smiled sweetly. Violin until nailed for a moment.

Maybe after this his blood sugar will go up looking at Rob's smile.

"Eh..." Vio held his nape clumsy. Maybe now his face is as red as a boiled crab. Shame to get caught by Rob if he's nervous half to death.

After all this time...

Oh God. Vio kneaded his temple slowly.

Rob quickly lifted Violin's slender body and duked her on the pantry table.

Vio squealed small. His chest rumbled unapologetically. Not expecting Rob's sudden treatment. His mind has gone everywhere.

But in fact Rob was immediately busy concocting coffee. Leaving the dumbass Vio on the pantry table.

Roberto Thomas's.

He was the first man to be close to Violin. First best friend. The first man she refused her love.

Rob and Vio have been friends since middle school. Even before Vio knew Dion. Such a close and sincere friendship.

Until Rob realizes that the more days he becomes interested in Vio. And that sense changed.he loved Violin.

Rob expresses his feelings on the day of his first high school graduation.

"Stay my best friend, Rob." Violin's answer at the time. Vio is comfortable being friends with Rob. And he feels his sincere friendship is tarnished by the love Rob loves.

Rob, who had high hopes for Violin, was immediately very disappointed. Rob misinterpreted Vio's attitude all along.

"Sorry Vio, I can't just be friends. My feelings are more for you. And there is no friendship between a man and a woman without liking."

And from then on Rob chose to go away from Violin life.

No news, no news. Then suddenly, today Rob was in front of his eyes. Standing up to offer a cup of coffee to Vio.

"Thanks, Rob. And welcome back." Vio raised his coffee cup and took a slow sip.

"Not bad, I know you're not used to making coffee, are you?" Kekeh Vio's. It knows very well the taste of coffee, from what type and from which professionals make it. Vio the true coffee lover, the nickname Sofia pinned on him.

"I'm used to drinking sachetan coffee. Where do you know this." Kelakar Rob's.

"Don't go low. I don't like it!"

Rob grinned at Violin's adorable answer in his opinion.

Then Violin looked seriously at Rob's face.

"Where have you been, Rob?" Vio's eyes were glazed over.

He misses Rob, his best friend, terribly.

"Do you know, my day is so heavy. It's heavy." Violin. He knew soon his tears would fall.

Rob grabbed Violin's head and leaned against her shoulder. Soft squeezing of Violin's hand.

"Calm down, Vio, I'm back. I'm here for you." Rob's answer made Violin more and more nervous.

Vio's chest felt tight, the long days he held while with Dion. Then the feeling of his hilarity when he met Rob. All feelings become one. And that's hard to express. Maybe these tears are enough to represent it all.

Rob patiently lent him his shoulder, waiting for Violin to calm down.

Half an hour later they were in that position. Vio's cries gradually began to subside. There remains a small stuffing.

Rob knows the Violin household's problems in broad outline from electronic media. That Vio will be divorced from Dion.

News of the only princess Atmanegara, which media does not kepo? Dion is not just anyone.

Rob has been in the country for two months. It was in his mind to find his best friend. And his determination grew stronger when he saw the news headlines Vio and Dion clearly displayed in the media. Then he tried to meet Violin.

"Basic fool!" Vio hits Rob's chest.

"Where have you been all this time? Why just came back? Why so long?"

Rob caught Vio's punch and clasped his hand.

"I'm chasing my dreams." Rob replied doubtfully.

"What about your dream?"

Violin pouted, "That old, old broody sister, who might allow me to be a model."

"The mistake is not to model underwear also dong. Hey, I told you, right? I don't like it either. Besides, aren't you tired of being a model?"

Rob walked up to Violin to the sofa.

"I'm not a model yet, Rob. Victoria's secret angel is still a long way away."

"Catwalknya in the mall, neng. Don't go all the way to America!"

"Geez, I feel like I lost before the war. Never mind, you're both colossal. I don't need your permission anyway."

Then the atmosphere suddenly quiet and awkward.

Rob took the initiative to grab Violin's hand, "let's start over. It's been a long time, I know a lot has changed from us. Vio, I don't care if you still think of me as a friend. What I'm more afraid of, I miss the chance to be with you."

"You licked your own spit, Rob. You said yourself, there is no friendship between men and women if you are not aware of the taste. It's the age of the metaverse, and your mind is still stale." Violin throbbing.

"I told you, I don't care!" Rob put his shoulders down.

Violin's hands stretched out and stroked Rob's thin sideburns.

"You're my best friend, Rob. Promise me you won't leave my life."

Violin spread out her arms, "shut your mouth and don't say much. Come hug me. If not, I will cry again!"

"Ah, leg. I can finally hug you again like this." Rob muttered on Violin's boat.

Sometimes a big ego makes us another person. We know that it is the ego's desire, not our will.

But some of us actually prefer to torture ourselves for the sake of the ego. In fact, it is the ego that will slowly destroy us.

The apartment bell rang when Rob was cooking Indomie in the pantry, while Vio had just entered the bathroom to take a shower.

What can be made, there is no other food in this place other than instant food. Rob to the chirp of amazement.

After turning off the stove, Rob rushed to open the door.

A handsome, athletic tall man clad in an expensive suit with a name tag on his left chest.

Rion.

Wait, Rob knows this guy.

"Good afternoon Doctor Robert." Rion slightly bowed her body. This man looked calm, like he already knew Rob's whereabouts in this apartment.

"Surprise to meet you here." Added Rion.

Rob bowed back, "Pak Rion, please come in." Rob widens the door.

"Please sit down, Vio is taking a bath." Rion followed Rob sitting on the sofa.

"I congratulate Doctor Robert on his move. I hope it's easier to make an appointment with you." There was a tone of satire from Rion's speech.

Rob grinned, "Mother Maharani is my VVIP patient, Sir. How could I make it harder for you."

"Thank you, but it took a month more to consult."

Rob chuckled, "many patients are more pressing priorities. I see Ma'am Maharani is not included in it."

"Hopefully, Doc." Rion's words are sincere.

"Then, what are you doing here? I think a lot of urgent patients are waiting for you?" This question is purely a subtle satire for Rob.

And Rob realized, that the man in front of him directly revealed less like his existence here. Rion's intimidating eyes, enough to make Rob understand.

"I'm still taking care of the move. And again Violin is my old friend."

"Well, what a coincidence, huh? Then you've known all along that Miss Rani is Violin's mother?" Search Rion.

Rob smiled, now he was like a boy who was caught by the father of the girl he was dating. Struck and investigated with suspicion.

"I know. But I'm not that good to be known by the Atmanegara family." Rob explained his position. Which means that even Bu Rani does not know Rion as a friend of her daughter.

Rion mangosteen understands.

"I hope you can work together to not tell Vio anything about Ms. Rani's condition." It's not a request, it's more like an order. Rion is an expert in the field of command - commanding and being ruled.

"Patient health medical records are confidential, sir. I know that." Diplomatic response from Rob.

Rion looked satisfied.

"May I know, what underlies your decision to move? In a super power country alone you have become a great and famous specialist, what does this small country mean?"

Rob straightened up, "thank you Mr. Rion, I assume you just praised me."

"If I answer that I want to dedicate my knowledge to this country, you may not believe it because it looks like a naive reason. Maybe you're more observant to see why I'm here."

Rion melengos's. Coinciding with the door of the violin room that opens.

Wearing her hotpants and black t-shirts, Violin stepped closer to the living room. Her waist-length hair that was left wet, gave a natural sexy impression.

"Hi, Om Rion. Wait, I'll get the file." Violin turned back into the room again. Rion nodded.

"Doctor Rob..."

Rob clenched his left hand, pausing Rion's speech.

"I hope you're more careful, sir. From now on don't call me a doctor in front of Vio if you don't want any other questions from him."

Rion grunting. This kid is good at throwing back his bait, Rion thought.

"Violin doesn't know you're a doctor yet." Rob Mumbled. I don't know what he meant.

"Now, Om." Violin handed Rion a red plastic map.

"I'll take care of it soon." Rion received the map while standing up.

"Om go first, Vi." Rion smiled gently. It was different with his smile for Rob.

"Oh, yes. Om hope you keep a distance first with the opposite sex, given your status is still not legally divorced. It would be very risky if you are too often exposed to men who are not your husband." Rion said while glancing at Rob blatantly.

"You know what Om means, right?"

"Good, Om. I'm trying. Thank you." Thank you." Vio nodded with a smile.

"Emmm... Robert, you can check your Indomi is still good to eat or not, it's probably cold." Rion breezed out.

Rob dumbstruck. How did Rion know he was trying to make Indomie?

"Waaahh, the handsome mouth likes it really, your father's assistant. Any idea where I'm trying to make Indomie?" Rob was instantly julid as soon as Rion left.

Violin giggles. "Be careful, the eyes of the noses of the tajem do not play, lament the herder."

"Waahhh. Ck, I'm guessing he's still a bachelor." Rob.

"Kok you know, anyway?" The view of Violin.

Rob grinned, "Look off his face, so stiff."

"Haha..." They laugh together.

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