Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Gila

"Violin?" Speak from across, heavy and pressing. Vio knew right away who the owner was.

Vio glanced at Sofia who was sitting while hugging the pillow plus pairs of ears. Vio accidentally meloundspeaker his phone.

"Yes?" Answer Vio short.

"Finally raised as well, it's the third time, you just lifted."

"Eh, yes sorry. It's Damar?"

"Hmm, Kirain again gather together. Yes, it's me, Damar."

Violin glanced at Sofia again.

"Well this is the nelfon, what's up Mar?" Vio relaxed his shoulders, he leaned his back against the wall.

"Someone's talking, but you're alone, right? Self talk time. Hehehe, maybe I'm wrong, anyway."

Vio almost choked on his saliva. Suddenly his shoulders stiffened again.

"Eee... Are you still in the office?" Ask Violin clumsy. He quickly switched the conversation even though his chest was stiff.

He chose a random question, remember Dion at this hour is still busy in the office. Moreover, they seem to be equally workaholic.

"I'm in front of your house."

Violin glared, this time she really choked.

"Seriously?" Ask panicked. He gripped Sofia's arm tightly. Sofia grimaced in pain.

"Hmm. from here, your curtains look beautiful, yellow with accents of sweet little black flowers. Watch out carefully, though beautiful but black in color. Danger, can make a mosquito." I heard Damar chuckle.

Violin leaped closer to the window, flicking the curtains slightly to look out.

Seen Damar standing in front of a Jeep car while drugs towards him.

Die up! Kaaannn.... Vio turned off the phone.

"Fiaaa... Lo stand by yes, ntar if I'm doing anything please!" Violin panicked, she hurriedly walked in closet, changed her lingerie with a slightly more covered shirt and then frowned forward.

Sofia was shaking her head, "at least her blindfold was left woy!" his screams.

Violin where listen, he even went out of the house wearing his favorite fur sandals.

In front of the door, Vio set his breath, set his facial expression, set a smile that fit. Slowly open the door. Duh, feel like meeting Dajjal deh.

"Hi Mar." Sapa Vio's.

Damar was watching something when Vio came, he then turned his head and smiled.

Uh, since when are dimples on Damar's cheeks? That feeling doesn't exist.

Vio tried to recall his meeting earlier this afternoon with this man.

The damar in front of him looked different from the one before. His face was more fresh and friendly. The style is also more relaxed and friendly.

"Sit Mar, or you wanna come in?" Bargain Vio pleasantries. In my heart I hope Damar does not get into the house. If there is anything, it is difficult to avoid it.

Damar stepped onto the bench, "here alone. I'm just for a second." he said while sitting.

"Okay, I'll get a drink, what do you want? a tea? a coffee? syrup?"

"Well, is it complete in your house? Feels at the restaurant. Hehe..."

"The stale base is this, the most white water."

Damar chuckled, he patted the bench next to him.

"Sit down, there's something I want to say."

Deg. deg...

Sofia's words ringed in her ears again.

Beware Vio... Damar is dangerous.I'm afraid you're okay.

Damn Sofia, it was the afternoon before Papa said Damar was gay, one hundred percent he was still positive. Look at this man reasonably. I started to get suspicious when I read this article. Plus the information Sofia is not clear. Even make Vio seem afraid of this man.

He could not feel what kind of Damar this was.

Come on, Viooo.

Slowly Vio sat down, but not on the bench Damar pointed to, it was too close. He chose a bench near the door, at least if there is anything can go directly in and then the key.

This woman looked proud and dignified this afternoon, now even cute and funny. Just look at those feather sandals and the blindfold hanging on his head.

"Sori Vio, maybe this is too late for a serious chat. But I only have time tonight, a week ahead I have business to Switzerland. Oiya, you want to go ahead or use an introduction?"

Violin giggled, "this isn't a monthly report right?" ask Vio to relax. Though the fur is goosebumps. Why is this hororr gini?

"Yes too." Damar straightened his back.

"Just go, Vio, I want to marry you." Said Damar sure. His eyes immediately looked at Vio's bead.

"Are you ready?" Damar.

Violin buffers. What did he say?

"Married?" Vio's birthday made sure that what he heard was true the word was not his courtship or friends, but married!

Damar nodded.

"Wait, you're sane, right?" Vio's fizzling was a bit of a shock. This is too absurd. How can you get married? Just met you once. Even that in just half an hour, how could Damar get her married that fast?

"I like you." Damar explained. His face is really slab and serious.

"Mar, I can just think of you as crazy."

"Whatever, I'm just expressing my wish. What makes you think that?"

Violin nibbled her temple.

"Give me one reasonable reason!" ask Violin. Maybe if it wasn't Damar, the educated man recommended by his father, Vio had kicked in from here.

"You're the only woman who doesn't believe I'm gay."

Violin was a bit surprised, how did Damar know he was hesitant about the 'gay?

"I just found out that you're LGBT."

Damar smiled thinly. "I'm sure you already know about that."

Pede is so male. Okay, let's just say Damar can read Vio's mind, so it's a lie.

Violin closed her eyes for a while while sighing.

Leaning about gay, afraid to offend Damar. She believes that I don't believe in being LGBT.

"Damar, I believe you're smart and educated, but proposing to a woman is no different. We just know, we can be friends first, we can date first, then we can get married if it's suitable."

"I don't like pleasantries." said Damar. He crossed his long legs. His body was deliberately leaning towards Violin.

"Friends? A boyfriend? It can be done after marriage. Even more lawful." Damar's argument is for sure.

Loh loh, he knows halal haram loh. What this gay guy said.

"You're not trying to use me, are you?" Suddenly Vio suspects himself being used to cover up Damar's shortcomings.

Damar chuckled again, "Vio, Viooo... Do you think I can mess with Om Atma's favorite child? Once kegores..." Damar attached his index finger which was made to resemble a pistol on his side.

"Dor! Psssttt. I'm not that stupid. If I've advanced, then you are indeed the woman I really wanted all this time."

Damar's voice was cold and piercing, much like a mafia. What exactly is this proposal, what is the threat?

"When you're going home, I'm suddenly dizzy." Vio was really lazy to deal with this crazy guy. He thought Damar was not sane.

"OK..." Damar stands facing Violin. "If that's what you want, we can start from being friends." He held out his hand shaking Vio's hand.

It was doubtful that Vio would accept it. I mean, let Damar get out of here.

Damar grinning.

"Wait another week, I must have come to propose to you properly. I'm home ."

Damar stepped towards his Jeep.

"We've just become friends." Violin Protest.

"No problem, it can be accelerated." Damar jumps into the steering chair.

Violin ruffled her waist, she was at a loss for words.

"Oiya, greetings to your friends behind that door, yes!"

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