BLIND DATE

BLIND DATE
Chapters. 85


The night is getting late. Ara did not expect that this man would finally actually stay the night. And luckily, it wasn't Tristan who had to ask permission. Mr. Ara himself suggested.


Tristan's face was full of victories. Ara was not calm with that.


"Don't ask me to come home. I haven't seen you in a long time, Ara" Tristan whispered as Ara was already in protest mode.


Because you have suggested like that, mother finally pulled Ara's arm to help her make the bed.


"Come, let's clean up your room."


"My room?" asked Ara surprised.


"Yes. If your boss is staying overnight, you should sleep outside. It's your boss's time to sleep outside" whispered the mother. Ara bit her lips furiously.


He emerged from the room carrying a mat.


"What did you do, sir?" ask the mother in front of her daughter's room.


"Father sleeps here alone nemenin Nak Tristan."


"Then boss Ara?" ask Ara.


"Of course on this guest chair. It's nothing, right? It's also called a small house." I spoke to Tristan. He apparently had his own plan. Ara was relieved, but also anxious. He looked towards Tristan. The man would never sleep in a chair with an incompetent tenderness.


"Yes. It's okay sir." This man smiled while nodding. Mom patted Ara's arm.


"Bring me a new pillow and blanket. You will have a new blanket," said mother slowly. Ara went into her room. Take a blanket in the closet that is still in the package.


"Cute, I leave my duty to accompany Tristan to you. Don't disappoint me, because this blanket just bought," Ara said to the blanket in her hand.


Out of the room, Ara was surprised that he had slept soundly. So when Ara gives her a blanket and a pillow, she has to be disgusting slowly so that she is not disturbed. Because you sleep on your back covering the road to Tristan.


"I'm sorry, it's bothering you" said Tristan.


"How else."


Because on tiptoes, Ara's body so unbalanced and almost fell on the father's body. But Tristan's hand caught it deftly.


"Funny .. only." Ara let out a sigh of relief when she knew her body could still stand upright with the help of Tristan's hand.


"It's okay, right?" ask Tristan. Ara.


"Y-yeah ..." Suddenly his eyes were confused looking for objects. Ara nervous. Tristan. Apparently the pull of Ara's hand made the button of the shirt loose. Until Tristan's chest is seen with nothing.


"This is what makes you nervous?" ask Tristan slowly. It is like a whisper because it is so close to the ear. Ara shook her head. Tristan smiled seeing Ara trying hard to dodge. "I'll let you see it with satisfaction if you confess." Tristan instead teases Ara even though they are in a pinch. Ara's face flushed.


"Whoamm ..."


Ara and Tristan were stunned to hear the voice of the father. Their eyes looked tensely at the father. Apparently he was delirious. Ara and Tristan heaved a sigh of relief.


"I'd better go back to the room. I sleep fast too." Ara immediately gave the command and asked Tristan to take off his grip. Finally Tristan resentfully let go of Ara.


Ara was quickly inside the room because the distance of the room and the living room chair was not far away. He went up to the bed. Pulling a blanket to cover her body, but her phone on the table, shook.


Ara lay down and took her cell phone. It was a message from Tristan.


"I can't sleep. Lots of mosquitoes." As soon as the message is on the screen. Ara gnashing. Sighs.


"Certain why? Wrong yourself you're staying at my house with a lot of mosquitoes." Even so Ara stood up straight away. Then out the room.


Hearing the sound of the room door opening, Tristan immediately turned his head quickly. Ara looked on in annoyance. Tristan's face was happy. Ara walked towards the ancient buffet on the wall between her room and mother's room. Take an electric mosquito repellent there. Plugging into an electric plug on top of the buffet.


After that, Ara went back into the room. Not yet complete Ara enveloped her body with a blanket, her phone rang again. Ara chose to pick up the phone instead of continuing to cover her body with a blanket.


It was Tristan again. Ara clucking.


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