Forced to Marry My Maid's Son
Caught Both Streets

“Never bring that woman back here!” andina, back to the kitchen.

Akhyar followed Andina. “I'm sorry. “I was also very surprised when I saw there on the front door earlier.”

“Is he always like that?” Andina poked her palm onto the table. “He is like a man who has no manners. He ate my homemade cake, judged it ugly, then spewed it into the trash. He was like that or intentionally piss me off?”

Akhyar scratched the back of his neck. He had never seen Sania acting so annoying all this time. The woman was always sweet in front of him.

Looking at Akhyar's expression, Andina understood. “Oh, he intentionally pisses me off,” he said in conclusion.

“Leave it about Sania. Don't think about it.” Akhyar stared at the finished cake. “Can I try it?”

Andina looked at Akhyar in silence. After a while, he nodded. He lifted his hands from the table, and stood with his hands crossed. He waited for Akhyar's reaction after tasting his homemade cake. If indeed Akhyar's reaction was far from what was expected, he would throw the cake into the trash just like Sania did.

Akhyar's eyes widened after a cake inserted into his mouth touched his tongue. He nodded, then continued to eat the rest of the cake in his hand.

“You're talented!” said Akhyar, take one more cupcake.

Unknowingly, Andina's smile expanded widely. Her heart flowered at Akhyar's expression as she finished her two homemade cupcakes. However, when what Sania did earlier appeared in her head, the smile vanished in an instant.

“You are no longer acting, ‘kan?” andina tuding. “You accidentally praised my homemade cake for guilt, ‘kan?”

“You've tried this cake, not yet?” I asked back. “Try first new rate.”

Andina has not tasted her cake since it was removed from the oven. He did not want to be burdened with the taste of the cake. From the beginning, he made cakes just to pass the time, to drive away the boredom of the day in the apartment. So, he intended to try it out after finishing decorating.

Andina sighed. Take one pink cupcake that has been decorated with colorful creams and messages. His head was bearded when he ate the cake.

“How? Tasty, ‘kan?” Akhyar asked after Andina finished one cupcake.

“Lumayan.”

“I told you. There's no way I'm saying it's just because it's not good.” Akhyar walked to the glass shelf. He took two glasses and filled them with water. Give one to Andina.

“Thank you,” said Andina.

With a calmer feeling, Andina sat down. Now, he was absolutely certain that what Sania had done earlier was only to upset him.

“Truly female sucks!” grouse Andina.

“Who? Sania?” Akhyar sat opposite Andina. He took another cupcake.

“Iya.” Andina sipped water in her glass to the toilet. “What do you like about Sania? Why are you dating a girl like that? I'm sure you're dating Sania not because you want the money. I know you're not that kind of person.”

Akhyar's laughter almost gushed to see the look on Andina's face as she spoke. The woman seemed to know him well. In fact, they had not lived together for long and that was all they chatted about as necessary.

“He who said he liked me first. Because I had no reason to refuse, so we were dating.”

“Terus, you yourself, like him not? Do you really love her?”

Akhyar. “I'm not a person who cares about love. What I had in mind from the beginning of college was to get a college degree, find a good job, and then make my mother happy. Hitherto. That'sthat's all. Love problems? I didn't think too much about it. The important thing is that he is good to me and appreciates me, that is enough.”

“First kiss?” Akhyar stared at the kitchen ceiling, trying to remember their first kiss.

“Don't say you don't remember.”

Akhyar twirled his glass on the table. “First kiss, it seems like a month after we dated. After returning from the cinema. He suddenly kissed my cheek. ”

“Hah? Already been? That's not the kiss I meant. I mean it's the hot, the hot.” Andina placed both her hands on the table. He was waiting for an answer from Akhyar.

Akhyar.

“What? You never kissed hot? Has Sania always kissed you on the cheek? Have you ever decided to start first?”

Akhyar smiled shyly. “Sometimes he beckoned me by moving his index finger across his cheek. I don't want to kiss her. Otherwise, the index finger will not come down from the cheek.”

“Jeez, Akhyar. I didn't expect you to be that patient. If anyone else, take the opportunity. I see Sania is also the one who wants to, not the kind of person who will reject.”

This time, Akhyar could not help but laugh. He stood up, then put the glass into the sink.

“Nonton, yok,” Akhyar said.

Andina's forehead frowned. “Not that you were lazy out?”

“Iya, anyway. But, come to think of it, bored also from yesterday in the mulu room. Let's find the wind outside.”

“Come,” replied Andina without thinking. He was also bored in the apartment. Mumpung no one accompanied, it was not wrong he inhaled the outside air.

Andina then went to the room to get ready, while Akhyar washed the dirty glasses and some other kitchen utensils.

Not long after, Andina walked out of the room. She was wearing a loose brown knee-length dress.

“It looks like people will think that we are a couple later,” said Akhyar.

Andina stared at the dress she was wearing, then looked at Akhyar's shirt. Rounded mouth.

“Already. Its nothing. No need to replace. I'll take the jacket first.” Akhyar went to her room, making sure her appearance was still neat. When combing her hair back, she realized why she seemed so enthusiastic to go with Andina. In fact, he was very even when he was going to go with Sania earlier.

“Weird basis!” as Akhyar said to himself, then threw the comb away.

They then leave. Akhyar was driving at a fairly slow pace. There's nothing to pursue. They're out just to spend the rest of the day before returning to work tomorrow.

Arriving at the cinema, Akhyar bought two romance movie tickets. He did not like watching movies with this genre, but because Andina was pushy, inevitably. There were still thirty minutes before the movie started. They waited in one of the food courts.

Just as they were sitting down, a quite foreign bag landed on the table. A pair of eyes stared with anger.

Akhyar and Andina exchanged glances. Their faces look like two teenagers caught dating by their parents.

“What the fuck is this?” Sania shook Akhyar's arm. “You said you were going to Mr Satrio's house? Why are you even here? You guys lied to me on purpose?”