Trapped With The Jelita
Harassment!

Ralen opened his eyes, he was like a person who had just been conscious from hypnosis to his hands without permission pushing the shoulder of the man who was stealing a kiss from him.

"Harassment!" ralen exclaimed with a sharp look and the back of his hand rubbed his slightly wet lips.

"Harassment?" ask Ipul with squeaking eyes, "gue fussing when Lo's lips come into motion," attacked Ipul with a defiant smile.

Ralen's face immediately looked nervous, "what the fuck is no motion," Ralen pleaded with a stuttering, broken speech implying that he was embarrassed by what he had done, he was also aware that had time to do a movement to reciprocate the treatment of the man but it was impossible that he confessed, wanted to put where his face was very red now.

"Is she?" asked Ipul with a mocking expression, in this condition he really liked the usually fierce woman was even at a loss for words, really making him more eager to work on it again and again.

"Shut up!" ralen shouted then reflexively covered Ipul's mouth with his hand.

What he is doing right now really he does not intend at all everything purely because of spontaneity alone because of the shame that ambushed him due to Ipul who seemed to deliberately mock him.

While the man who did not expect just to freeze with eyes that blinked by itself, why since then his heart seemed to be secretly infiltrating and filling the space that had long been uninhabited.

The man closed his eyes trying to explore a hidden meaning he was reluctant to realize, then quickly opened his eyes and pushed the woman's hand away.

Ralen was stunned to realize what he was doing, "sorry," he said with a lowered face.

There was no reply from the man beside him, but Ralen could glance if the man who had kissed him was opening the suit he was wearing, Ralen knew very well that the man went straight to his house after coming home from work.

Echemes

Deheman's voice and forced cough finally broke the silence in the car, although the rain outside is getting heavier but in fact the crowd outside due to rain has no effect on the atmosphere in the car because of the awkwardness of the two people who had had pitted each other's lips, because the rain had no effect on the atmosphere in the car because of the awkwardness of the two people who had pitted each other, I don't know what they're thinking right now that Ralen is clearly starting to feel his body getting colder, ah it seems like a merry that two days he felt back attacking.

Ralen tried to hug his own body trying to give warmth that in fact he did not feel.

Ipul sighed to see what Ralen was doing and his mouth began to chatter again, "other times do not wear clothes like this when out of the house," he said while throwing the suit he had opened onto Ralen's body.

There was no romantic gesture like the one that was often present in Korean dramas, even that suit otherwise Ralen tangkis with his hands would probably land on his face, because when he threw the suit, Ipul's hand was raised so high as it was very intent on hitting Ralen's face, which now had no idea what color, maybe pale reddish due to what they had done.

Though he was the one who just pulled Ralen away, took him into the car no matter what the appearance of the woman he forced to come with him.

"Tomorrow you have to go to work!" emphatically, Ipul gave orders that clearly should not be denied.

"But.." Ralen who tried to find an excuse was powerless when Ipul gave a sharp look at him.

"Gue take Lo home now, and think about what marriage you want, tomorrow I must have an answer," orders Ipul full of coercion.

Ralen's heart again pounded irregularly, staring at the man who returned to run his car through the increasingly heavy rain.

Inner Ralen kept wondering about the man who why so insistent want to marry her even though if only because of the demands of her parents, especially her mother, who was so determined to marry her, wasn't the man able to show CCTV footage that was inside his break room, and there would be no marriage between them, either, they will survive a household life that will likely not go well later.

But why didn't this man do that? is this guy that way he wants to get married? if so why not with other women, but his face is quite handsome will certainly be many women who want it, and the possibility of this man also has a lover right? it feels very unlikely that a man with a handsome face and also rich, is not this fairly perfect? it is impossible not to have a lover.

Ralen with all his thoughts that raged until he realized that the car that took him had stopped at the side of the road that was right in front of his contract.

"You're going down by yourself what am I down?"

The question of Ipul made all the contents of Ralen's head that was piling up was scattered instantly, scattered somewhere along with the gaze of the man beside him who saw himself full of meaning.

"Tu got off on his own," said Ralen stuttering.

"It's still raining" he pointed at the raindrops soaking in the glass beside Ralen.

"What exactly are people? it's weird, I think I have two personalities." Ralen is clueless.

Though the distance of the car with the contract is not too far, Ralen can run to avoid the rain even though his body will still be exposed to dripping water but at least not too wet.

Ralen looked at the door of his house that was closed there was no hope of calling his mother or sister to bring him an umbrella so that he would not have to linger alone with the man and a million of his confused behavior.

But in fact the closed door made his hope run aground in the rain wind that made his body shiver cold until he tried to protect his body using the suit that had been given, Ipul, inevitably he had to wear it rather than having to come back carefree later.

The conscious pulse immediately reached out his hand behind the back of the bench he was sitting on.

"Nih wear it," held out the thing he just picked up.

Ralen's mouth was rounded with a gawking face recognizing the object in Ipul's hand.

The umbrella!

"Why not from earlier!" ralen's murmur with his face bent, really he could not figure out how the man had an umbrella but instead just gave it after he was almost 20 minutes in the car waiting for the rain to subside.

"Like me dong," said Ipul spread his shoulders indifferently.

"He's back on his bad attitude again!" ralen's snort rambled a rough dark blue umbrella in the hands of Ipul that gave off a nyinyir laugh.

No excuse what else Ralen said opened the door and spread the umbrella and closed the door again violently, he would walk towards the house but he remembered something.

Geck! poke!

Tapping on the car glass that was immediately opened by Ipul.

"Thank you!" said Ralen throwing a suit over Ipul's face.

The woman replied to what Ipul had done to her, so satisfied that she showed a mocking smile with contrived lips.

Ipul shook his head while smiling faintly to accompany Ralen who disappeared behind the door, before he finally left the place.

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