The affair of Om Tiri
Chapter 9

After taking his food and putting it on the dining table, Dave came back to Davina in the living room. The innocent innocent girl was still peaceful in her sleep, as if forgetting that she was in the apartment of a man who had only met 2 times.

Dave doesn't even think about Davina. Somehow the girl was able to sleep comfortably without the slightest anxiety in her apartment. It seems like Davina is the type of person who can't think badly of others before she sees the bad attitude of the person herself.

Sitting across from Davina, Dave's one hand massaged his temple. His head suddenly throbbed with pain from Davina's actions. His eyes were sharp, staring fixedly at the face of the girl who was still sleeping. He was confused as to what he should behave himself.

"You're such a bother.!" Frustrated Dave. It was like forcibly waking Davina up by pulling her hand, but not being able to do that to an innocent girl was actually annoying to her.

"Hey, get up.!" Dave shouted from his seat. His baritone voice was not enough to make Davina disturbed. Still peaceful with his good sleep.

"You want to get up or I'll throw you off the balcony.!" Threaten Dave while raising his tone.

"I count to three.!"

"One,,,!!" Exclaims. Dave got off the couch to get closer to Davina.

"Two,,,!!"

"Heumm, Papa's so noisy. I'm still sleepy." Davina just squirmed without opening her eyes. He even changed his sideways position and curled up a little.

"You think this is your house.?!!" Grumpy Dave. He had to shake Davina's hand.

"Wake up.!" Her request.

Davina laughed in surprise, immediately sitting with a look of puzzled face.

"I where.?" Mumbled Davina. His consciousness has not yet returned due to being forcibly awakened by Dave.

"Does sleep make you amnesiac.?" Dave Ketus. Davina simply shook her head, silent as she gathered her consciousness.

"I want to go home, Om," Davina said after staring at the watch in her hand. Apparently it's been almost 1 hour she's been in Dave's apartment.

"Go home before your task is done.?"

"Don't expect.!" Dave was not willing to be denied. He took Davina by the hand, telling her to get off the couch.

"There's still work for you in the kitchen.!" Reminded.

"Tomorrow Om, I promise to come here and finish my job." Pinta Davina pleads.

"I'm tired Om, I want to go home and sleep." Her sister with a face.

"Here you say.?!" Dave's question was not thought out.

"I'm even sorry I brought you here." Dave looked in annoyance.

"If you're sorry why I'm not getting home now.?" Davina Protest.

"After all it's a lot of money, you can't hire a housekeeper to do the dishes.?!"

Davina's words were responded with a cold look.

"Don't say much to you.! Just do what I tell you.!"

Dave kept holding Davina's hand towards the kitchen. Stop the step in front of the sink and let go of Davina's hand.

"Hurry up and wash the dishes.!"

Davina refused, her head shaking quickly.

"I can't do the dishes, Mom. What if the plate breaks.?"

Davina stared pleading. He had never washed dishes. After all, why should he bother washing dishes if at home there are already dozens of household assistants. The room and the contents of the closet are always cleaned by a household assistant.

"Of course you have to compensate.!" Dave Sahut. He was inexhaustible with the girl in front of him who always claimed to be unable to do anything. Dave thinks Davina's parents are spoiling her too much.

"But if the plate shards hit my hands how about Om.?" Davina whining.

"I don't care." Answer Dave indifferently. He left Davina, took some plates and spoons to bring to the dinner table.

"Geez, Om so evil," complains Davina resigned. Dave is too assertive and everything that comes out of his mouth is a must that can not be challenged.

"Which soap is Om.?" Davina stared at the two bottles filled with soap. He did not know which bottle he should use to wash the dishes.

"Based on a child, what are you.?!" Cibir Dave walked over to Davina. He stood right behind Davina and just stretched out his hand to grab the dish soap.

"Wear this one.!" Dave said he gave the bottle to Davina.

"The smell is so good, Om," muttered Davina involuntarily.

"Kiss as much as you want." Exclaim Dave. He put the bottle rough because Davina never took it and instead commented on the smell of dish soap.

Dave did not know that what Davina meant was the fragrance of her perfume.

"Can it be Om.?" Davina's face blushed. He imagined kissing Dave at the club. The smell of Dave's lips contaminated with wine and cigarettes, it gives a sensation for Davina.

"Yes.! Just don't drink it, I'll be bothered if I have to take you to the hospital." Dave's lawful. He sat down at the dinner table and began to arrange his dinner.

Although upset with Davina, but Dave will let Davina eat first before leaving his apartment.

"Drink.? What do you drink, Om.?" Davina looked astonished. He feels like his conversation with Dave is not connected.

"Dish soap, what else.!"

Davina immediately throttled, apparently Dave misunderstood. It's worth telling her to kiss him.

"Basic is insensitive. I'll comment on the perfume." Grumpy Davina lirih. He then began to wash dishes and dirty glasses that were not much.

Prrakkk,,,!!

"Aww.haw.!!" Screeches Davina. The glass he had washed fell on the edge of the sink and fell to the floor on his feet. He was already reflexively retreating but the glass was still hitting his feet.

Dave immediately moved from his seat, panicking because he saw the glass hit Davina's leg.

"Just wash dishes, why not be careful." Said Dave furious. For the umpteenth time Davina pissed him off.

Dave embraces Davina to lead her home. The glass was scattered everywhere.

While Davina looked silent with a pale face, kept her head down, looking at her feet that were starting to bleed.

"Blood, "" said Davina in a quivering voice. After that, cover her face with both hands.

"Fuck,,!! Papaaa,,,!!!" Davina screamed hysterically. His body rebelled from Dave's embrace. He looked very frightened to see the blood dripping from his legs.

"Your legs are just scratched, why hysterical like this." Dave stared in puzzlement mixed in confusion.

"Bahh,, I'm scared,,,!!" Davina's scream turned into sobs. He crouched down while continuing to cover his face.

Dave's forehead is wrinkled, as scared as Davina's tah on the blood until hysterical and crying like that.?

How Dave was not confused to deal with a situation like this. He regretted bringing a girl who could do nothing and instead told him to do the dishes.

"You're really, really," Dave was out of words to rebuke Davina. He leaned over and immediately held Davina up from the kitchen.

The girl's body trembled in her cradle. Her crying is breaking.

"Be quiet. Don't let me throw you out." Exclaim Dave. He sat Davina on the couch.

Davina was silent for a moment, but still cried without a sound.

Dave leaves Davina to pick up the p3k box. Upon returning, Davina was seen daydreaming with tears that continued to flow.

The ringing of the phone in her bag did not make Davina look at it one bit.

"Your phone sounds." Dave said as he put the bag on Davina's lap. Davina was silent.

"Stop bothering me.!" Grumpy Dave. He reached into Davina's bag, picked up a cell phone and picked up a call from the home phone. Don't forget Dave put the phone close to Davina's ear.

"Hallo Miss, where's Miss.? The master called Miss from earlier,, "The middle-aged woman's voice over there sounded panicked.

"Miss should go home now, sir can be angry if you know Miss is still outside." Excited again.

Dave put the phone away.

"Just say something." Lirih. Davina turned her head, then nodded her head.

"I'm staying at Bianca's house, just tell Papa I'm asleep." Davina spoke softly with a sad face.

"But Non, though,,

"Just do my command." Cut Davina. He took the phone out of Dave's hand and terminated his phone connection.