
"Who are we going to?" Don't tell me he's taking me to meet his parents. It can't be that fast. We've only been a few hours.
"To my house..." She smiles. "I already know your house, now you know my house. This will be your home later." And now he makes me smile again. He's really serious about us it feels like it makes me too happy.
"Ohhh... But we haven't eaten?"
"We're eating at home, I've ordered food, it's more romantic." I can only smile happily now.
"You're serious about this..."
"You mean?"
"You act like everything is certain."
"We're not young people, I'm just being open about who I am so you can trust me. My only goal is that. Tell me if I'm wrong? And I don't mean to mess around."
"No. I'm just asking..." How could I mind that.
Before long we got to a house with a slick minimalist design. Apparently he chose a house that is not too far from his workplace now.
"There's Aunt Surti with Narti here, Bi Surti has been with Mama long now she's the one who is improving here. Mr. Tino is also sometimes here. Friday to Sunday he must be back to Bekasi."
"Ohh..." Horn ringing. One looks out opening the gate.
"Let's go in." He invited me into his house. Clean, tidy, this house is well taken care of by the housekeeper. I like the elegant minimalist design. I also don't like a lot of carvings.
"Night Den, ..." This must be Bi Surti, the middle-aged woman greeted us in the living room. "Night Non..." He politely greeted me.
"Night Bi, this is Melisa she'll be here a lot later."
"Bi Surti this one..." I regretted.
"Yes Non. Don't bother me if you need help here."
"Thank you Bi."
"Sir, the food has come, it's been prepared at the dinner table everything."
"Ohh yeah okay... I changed my shirt first. You sit down okay." He disappeared and Mbok Surti got me a drink and a little food. Comfortable living room, sealed with a large aquarium to the dining room.
"Non his girlfriend, Mr. Non." He started the conversation and turned my attention away from the phone I was holding when it came.
"Ehhh yes Bi."
"Finally you bring Non home too... Madam must have been looking at this news. I'm also pleased to see that you have an escort..." Aunt Surti asked me to talk, but then I was intrigued to ask further.
"Who has never had his girlfriend here?"
"Ehmm I moved here 7 years ago, never seen you bring a girlfriend you know Non. The only ones here are the big madam sometimes scuffing. Sir rarely comes back here. Sometimes he goes to an apartment closer to the office. Once every two weeks I go there to clean up."
"Ohhh." I smile. He never brought a woman into this house I'm the first, I'm flattered now.
"Not really Master's choice. Don't be long Non, Master is very handsome." I laughed at Bi Surti's lobby.
"Hayooo nanya what..." Suddenly Bambang appeared, already with comfortable t-shirts and polite material pants. He even had a shower. Now he looks very different.
"Non Mel just has another girl not here."
"You're the only one. Bi Surti asked, isn't Bi."
"For Non, I'm not kongkalikong ama Tuan. Sider..." They make me laugh.
"I'm laper, let's eat..." He took me to the dining room combined with a clean kitchen.
"Come on, the food's been prepared." Bi Surti prepared some warm rice, and I took it for Vincent. Have a nice home dinner with someone close to you. This warm atmosphere I still think it's a dream.
"Usually you live in an apartment?"
"Ohh yes. It's closer to the hospital, but the car's parked here because Mr. Tino came back here."
"This house comforts you?"
"Yes, great. So neat. Your aunt is a painstaking person."
"He's like family. He may be a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to cleaning. She even nags sometimes if I leave trash carelessly, she's exactly like Mama." I laughed, you can imagine why this house is neat and alive.
"I want to take you upstairs..." He pulled me up.
"What's up above?" I'm getting stifled now.
"Follow it..." Especially the one on the second floor. I have a thrilling guess about this. And not yet my heart is no longer in need of the pounding.
"Where are you taking me..." He opened a door and invited me in.
"I want to be alone with you..." Here's room. This dark brown dominated room is comfortable. A large soft sofa set is inside and on the other side a comfortable king size bed.
"This is your room..." He pulled me down into his lap.
"Hmm. of course. Whose room is it." I laugh. "You like it..." He locked me on my waist as if afraid I would leave his side.
"I like the guy." He smiled at me and I was more nervous to be in his arms. It's so thrilling. "Speak something, you make me nervous." I can't stand just being quiet like this.
"What are you thinking..." He asked and my palm slowly touched his face. The sensation of a growing brew touching my palm . He caught my hand and kissed her palm, making a sizzle run all over my body.
"Kiss me..." She asked and looked at me, making me hold her face again and slowly hug her neck and feel for the first time her lips come into contact with mine.
"Win..." The first time I mentioned his name. She looked at me, not waiting for her to take over the kiss, this time she hugged me tightly and made me breathe in her kiss, inserted my finger into her nape, gasping for breath when it was all over. I hid my hot face in the curve of his neck, the pounding of my heart made me limp. And he still hugged me tight.
"Why didn't you kiss me yesterday."
"When..."
"When you give me the medicine."
"You weren't thinking about an antibiotic injection any harder back then." I'm laughing now.
"Basic m**esum..." I squeezed his nose.
"That's not my mind." He answered me with a big smile. "Why don't you ask for it. I told you I'd give you anything you asked for..."
"I want to go home, ..." Longer here, I'm not sure I can get home safely.
"Awhile more. Let me hug you in a minute. I'm not going to start something as dangerous as an injection trial with a new antibiotic. Believe me I just want to sit with you..." I laughed and let myself lie on her lap while she played my hair and we chatted lightly.
This feeling of security makes everyone comfortable. I wouldn't be willing to lose this. An intoxicating feeling of being loved and wanted. How can I bear it if I lose it again.