Abrasha is your father's best friend, you know his face because he often comes to your house. In your mind and heart, when you were 7, he was a big, scary man. He looked like a thief, just like your father when he was trying to warn you to be careful of strangers. then your glasses when you were 10 years old started to see him as a cool and kind man, an uncle who had a good handsome smile.

Then your glasses at 15, you start to find him attractive. Handsome, you start to see him as a guy you like, not just a cool uncle anymore. As you turn 19 and approach your 20s, your feelings for him grow stronger. You're fortunate enough to find him unmarried, despite having had several unsuccessful relationships with women.

Last time he said he was in a relationship with a model, but you heard that the woman still doesn't want to get married. your heart is once again relieved. You just like him secretly, always acting normal when you're around him even though sometimes you want to scream.

The question is, does Abrasha know? You often see Abrasha acting normal around you, so you think Abrasha doesn't notice your feelings. But on the contrary, Abrasha knows, he knows how sometimes your pupils dilate when you meet him, or when your ears suddenly turn red.

You just came home from college, you only live with your father, your mother died when you were 3 years old. Your mother had a chronic stomach ailment and left you at a young age. But your father managed to be a mother figure for you, even though sometimes he was always tired, but he was the best father for you.

You found Abrasha's car outside. You were a little excited because he'd stopped by again. Usually, when he came on a weekday like this, he'd just talk about work. But when you entered, the living room looked deserted, even though there were several documents lying on the table. There was no sound from your father or Abrasha, making you curious about where they were.

until you hear a sound from the kitchen that makes your feet step there without hesitation. and you are quite surprised to see a broad back and a large body in the kitchen. shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbows, the top two buttons open, there Abrasha was making coffee when the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted into your nose.

"Are you home?" Abrasha asked in his deep, calm voice. And damn, you could barely contain yourself from running over and hugging him.

"umh.." you mumbled in response while nodding slightly. Luckily, you were still able to control yourself.

"Where's Dad?" you asked. There were two reasons: first, to find an excuse to talk longer, and second, because you hadn't seen your father. and again the way the man brews coffee, usually the man will drink wine or at least whiskey if he is with your father.

"Ah, he's gone. He's on business, I was told to convey it to you. I'll be staying here tonight on your father's orders. I also have some work to finish," the man explained.

without you realizing it, you are shocked, happy, and also excited. The guy you like is staying over! "okay" was all you answered.

"Go change your clothes, I'll make you some food," he said as he turned his back to you. and that broad back, damn you wanted to hug him from behind

"umh," and that's all you replied before you finally went to your room.