Trapped With The Jelita
I'm Not Agreeing!

Ralen was standing in front of the door between the entrance or choosing to stay in the workspace alone, he really felt shudder if he had to go back into the room with a large bed, it looks comfortable at the same time it looks scary.

This room is what finally makes his adrenaline as if it continues to be tested, dag-dig-dug heartbeat really dominates making him now just silently staring at the man who is behind him.

The man called and asked him to come in but now the man seemed to be busy himself, whether what he was doing Ralen did not see clearly, it was just the back of the man that Ralen could see.

The back that looks so sturdy and wide may feel very comfortable to hug.

"Ah crazy! I thought about what Len is!" nagging himself who can even praise how proportionate the body shape of the superior.

"Isn't it still there?" suddenly Ipul turned his head and saw Ralen who was still standing outside the room where he was.

Ralen who had been daydreaming with unclear thoughts slightly jolted in shock until his shoulders trembled.

"Not coming in" he refused, shaking his head.

Hearing that, Ipul moved his feet towards the woman who frowned suspiciously.

"Gue said to enter, yes enter," said Ipul forcefully pulled Ralen to enter.

In an instant Ralen was already in the middle of the break room, "gue said no!" ralen did not like it and the rush would come out but of course Ipul immediately blocked Ralen's hand until his body staggered until their bodies collided.

"It's hard to get in!" hiss Ipul who even let his hands as he pleased nangkring on the waist of the woman who was surprised by what was happening.

Ralen stared at the man who was no longer distant from him without blinking, his net was now increasingly clear to see how the face of Ipul when up close.

True said by Antika, it should be hard to get married is Ipul, because the reality is that Ipul is the son of a rich man and more perfect is his face is quite extraordinary, he said, couldn't Ipul get a more perfect woman than Ralen?

the man in front of him can find a beautiful wife and also rich, even Ralen is sure in his association Ipul must have many female friends and also.. of course, his father's business partner has a daughter who can be paired with Ipul, is not matchmaking children become commonplace for rich people like them.

There was no sound that Ralen let out to answer the words of Ipul, only the roar of the woman's breath became faster without him noticing.

His netra remained faithful staring at the netra of the man who now returned his gaze no less deep until either with awareness or not the two big hands were squeezing the waist of the woman then moving down and stroking beautiful chunks covered in work pants that are quite tight.

Ralen's eyes widened when he felt a strange sensation, "me pervert!" he stuttered and pushed Ipul away.

Ralen was also aware of the stupidity he had just done, why he could be fascinated with the face of a man who never tired of looking noisily with him.

And the fact that Ipul was not aware of his own actions, his body was even pushed to the edge of the bed, Ipul became very awkward with his own behavior.

"Sorry," he said, scratching the tip of his eyebrows misbehaving.

Ralen did not answer because now he busied himself normalizing the heartbeat and blood flow that flowed quickly, not denied if he was dissolved with the touch that Ipul gave, if only his consciousness did not return soon it might be at this time..

Ralen shook his head trying to get rid of all his indecisive thoughts.

"Why did you ask me to come here?" with all his strength to normalize himself in order to ask even though what came out of his mouth was still a disjointed word.

"Try that, Mama told," said Ipul pointed at a dress that had been lying on the bed.

Apparently he was taking out the pastel-colored dress from the paper bag with a famous brand.

Ralen's eyes also headed to the place where Ipul pointed, seeing a dress that was so calm and inconspicuous, but Ralen knew the dress would be very beautiful if it was worn.

"Make what?" Ralen could already ask normally no longer stuttering like that, it was a sign that he could already control himself.

"Huh?"

Ralen who was about to head for the dress suddenly stopped her steps, she stared questioningly at the man who had just said.

"Why should Hah anyway? just answer yes continue to take clothes," murmured Ipul did not like the expression that Ralen showed.

A shocked expression as if he had just heard something frightening or unexpected, even Ralen was now pouting.

"If I don't want to?!" challenge Ralen.

Really he does not want to go to events that will be attended by people from the upper class are aware that he is poor even just a janitor.

"I have to, I don't want to force it!" firm Ipul mengptimatum Ralen.

While Ralen now feels like he wants to run away from the room and also from the man in front of him, really he does not want to go to events that will make him inferior to his living conditions.

Ipul gurgles put the dress in a paper bag and then give it to Ralen.

"Get out there, later at 7 pm I picked up," said Ipul and then push Ralen's body who resigned just to the door.

"On Sunday I was the same Mama would also Dateng to the house," said Ipul again made Ralen who was preparing to step was restrained, the woman turned her head and gave a gaze of question.

"Talkain about marriage," said Ipul lightly.

While Ralen almost died when he heard it, he did not give an answer to agree or not, but Ipul and his mother even wanted to come to his house to talk about marriage.

"Gue doesn't agree!"

But Ipul did not seem to care, he again pushed Ralen through his study and reached the exit and pushed him slowly and closed the door.

The secretary named Sarah was staring intently and looking at Ralen's appearance which was no different when he came earlier, then her eyes stopped on the paper bag that Ralen brought.

Sarah remembered very well when entering Ralen did not bring anything, then why when he came out even brought tentengan he knew in it there were items that had a high price.

Ralen returned the gaze a moment ago indifferently immediately waltzed away with lips that sneered unhappily with the secretary who seemed to even look song.

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