You're In My Grips
Chapter 10 - The feeling of being left behind

On a beautiful morning, Dara woke up from her deep sleep. A beautiful etched sweet smile on her beautiful face could captivate anyone, a deep sleep signifying her burden was slightly reduced. 

The longing for the biological parent can be replaced with the home mom who raised him, still grateful to still have that chance.

Dara got up from the bed walking towards the window door, looking at the view from out there soothing her eyes. He really hates biological parents who can abandon him, but can not be denied if in his little heart still put longing. The age of five years made him forget the face of the mother, when it promised to pick him up after finishing all business but long wait never once saw the stem of his nose appear, like lost in the swallow of the earth. 

Breathe in deeply and take her out slowly, touching the pendant she always carries but never wears. The pendant was the last and only relic of his biological parents, before he was sent to an orphanage. The clear thread dripped on itself, eager to throw away the pendant but it was the only access to find out who the biological parents were and would question them in detail if fate brought them together. 

The door of the room suddenly opened, immediately Dara wiped away the tears that soaked both cheeks. Turning around and looking at a man who was well-groomed wearing casual clothes. 

"Before entering knock on the door first." Kesal Dara's.

"I've done it since then but you didn't say." Alan walked over to find two beautiful eyes finished crying. "You okay?" 

"I'm good." 

"really? your eyes are all moist."

"I'm flickering."

"Let me help." With Alan swiftly approaching, blowing Dara's eyes gave help. 

There was no distance between them, anyone who saw them must have thought they were romantic lovers. Dara was a little awkward, taking a step back from the man. 

Alan smiled very fondly at the girl's behavior that looked very adorable, knowing the contents of the thought that caused her to move away.

"Come on, I'm just helping you. No need to feel so awkward." 

"Thank you for helping me." 

"Eh, your words are like driving me out of here." Alan teases the girl, for some reason very interested in the beginning of their meeting. 

"You offended? I want to clean my body, and haven't even washed my face." 

"But you look so naturally beautiful and I love it." Alan continued to tease Dara, wanting to see the girl's reaction.

Dara sighed, grabbed a pillow nearby and threw it at the man. "Get out of my room." Finally he showed his true nature. 

"You look like a porcupine." Said Alan immediately took a thousand steps to avoid the rampage Dara, a little make the feathers goosebumps. 

"Sabar Dara, you need to be able to control your emotions. Hah, it turns out that Adelmo's descendants are very, very annoying and damn I'm stuck between them." His own monologue grunts, two cousins of the Adelmo family quite drain his mental sanity. 

The closeness of Alan and Dara managed to ignite the emotions of Erick who had been peeping, at first he just passed by but saw his cousin in the room of the former made him very curious. 

Dara stared straight as if challenging the man before her, one roof with her ex made her feel claustrophobic. Similarly, Erick who returned a sharp and fierce gaze made the atmosphere in the morning gripping. While Alan caught the signal of the two, smiling ignorantly if he knew what was on his cousin's mind. 

"You haven't eaten anything yet, here's chocolate jam bread for you." Alan put two pieces of bread that had been in the jam baluri, put it on Dara's plate. 

Dara's attention is distracted, thinking why Alan is nice to her. "What does that mean?" mind mendumel. 

"He doesn't like chocolate sauce." Erick chirped without turning his head, putting the sandwich on Dara's plate. 

"Eh, what else is this?" dara said in her heart, getting the attention of two men was very uncomfortable. 

"Wow, all these years and you still remember Dara's favorite." Syndicate Alan. 

Erick shifted his focus staring at the source of the sound, then grinned faintly. "Such a body still wants a diet?" 

"I'm not skinny." Dara Batah. 

"Don't bother Dara, she's not skinny but rather eating less." Alan Sela. 

Instantly the look on Dara's face sourly heard her physical humiliation, indeed she was a little thin but still ideal for him. "I'm ideal." His voice raised his voice and stood up from his seat. 

"Ideal huh? Then you eat that sandwich!" Erick. 

Dara resigned and sat back down, biting the sandwich to the end." It's over." His words revealed his already empty plate, while Erick nodded and quietly commented on the thin smile that was unreadable by others.

"Hello, I'm still here." Alan felt himself invisible. 

"Then?" Erick stared at his cousin flat, getting out of the dining chair considering it was time to head to the office. 

"If he were someone else I would have taught him a lesson, he would be my cousin." Alan murmured out a vexation embedded in his heart. 

"I'm done." Dara also leaves Alan alone. 

"Wait." 

Dara turned her body staring at the origin of the voice. "What's wrong?" 

"I've got information that one of my lovers knows my hiding place, so I need you to help me." 

"Why don't you just decide? It's so troublesome." 

"It was a reciprocal because you hit me with a baseball bat. Do you think it doesn't hurt?" cetus Alan recalled his unlucky moment, it was fortunate that the girl was very beautiful so he could still compensate. "It's good to be beautiful, if it's bad I've already executed." His inner. 

"As far as you are. One important thing, I don't want to deal with your cousin." 

"Just calm down, I'm not gonna drag the monkey." 

"Hem." 

The sound of a car horn that sounded several times, very damaging to the senses of the listener. Dara runs towards the parked car outside, leaving Alan at the dinner table. With a gasp of breath, a sharp gaze like to pounce on its current prey. 

"Too late by three seconds." Erick glanced at his expensive watch and refocused on the girl. 

"Just three seconds, you can leave without taking me." Truly, Dara was fed up with the attitude of the man who was just about to rule her. 

"Lake in." Erick did not want to prolong the problem and his focus was on the flat object in his grasp. "I'm asking you to arrange my food!" 

Dara was exposed to hear it. "No, you better find someone else like a nutritionist." 

"It's pretty obvious you're avoiding me." 

"Not so." Denying Dara. 

Erick approached, two pairs of beads looking at each other for quite a while. Feeling the electrically stung hissing, the heart raced twice and made him restore his initial position. 

"I can't fall into his trap, he's playing me enough." Erick's inner self while justifying his suit.