7 Virgin Blood
The Dusk That Confuses

Too late to stay indoors, I picked up my phone and enjoyed a twilight day on the back porch. Sitting in a rocking chair, opening my phone and playing love songs and leaning on my back.

Completely unaware of the passing time, I swung back and forth while my mind wandered, my eyes closed at the thought of the handsome man here. I smiled as the shadow formed in my mind.

"Hey, beautiful, what are you dreaming about?"

I'm shocked. My eyelids opened to hear the foreign voice of a man, and was even more shocked when I saw the handsome face of Oom Jaka in front of me. He crouched down beside my rocking chair, his white sweater draped over his shoulder, and our eyes clashed.

"It must be a good dream, seeing the way you smile" he commented. "Am I in your dream?"

I shook my head, blushing. "Of course not!"

"No?" He straightened his body a little, then leaned forward and put his lips on mine.

Oh, *slowly sigh of pleasure coming out of my throat.

"Are you sure you're not dreaming of me?" His lips swept back over my lips. "Maybe I'm kissing you here...." He smelled a sensitive spot behind my ear. "You're here...." Her lips trailed my neck, causing a pleasant tremor, then returned to my lips. His hand cupped the back of my head and pulled me closer, deepened his kiss, then he grabbed me in his arms, pulled me up and took me to a long chair made of bamboo, I sat on his lap, he said, curling my arms around her body, yielding to her embrace, rejoicing in the caress of her hands down my back. Somehow, we were lying on that bamboo chair, on the porch, and he was pinning me down, clinging to me, and his lips kept on poking me.

The man kissed me again, his body clinging intimately over my body, with a passion I could feel burning wildly within him. Then her hand moved to reveal the bottom of my skirt, just at that moment I was suffocating slowly.

I jerked. The man propped his body with his elbows, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at me with dark, hungry eyes.

I moved under him, my breath gasping and a little embarrassed. "I...."

"What's wrong?" tanyakanya.

It's confusing, I thought. How can everything happen so easily? Why did he come faster than usual?

"Hey? Why?"

I'm shaking. "No," I said. "Just something stabbed me."

Next to the man's eyebrows raised.

"Not Oom," I said, my cheeks heating up.

As he got up, he stretched out his hand and pulled me up.

I reached out my hand to the back and pulled a large enough bamboo splinter into my back. There's blood on the end.

"Jeez." The handsome man in front of me frowned as he took the bamboo splinter out of my hand. "Come, we'd better put an antiseptic on your wound."

While holding my hand, he led me in.

"There's P3K?"

I'm nodding. "There was. In the room."

"Come on."

Huh huh? I was surprised, but strangely I did not refuse when he took me and took me to the room, we sat on the sofa. He cleaned my wound, then applied an antiseptic ointment and put a bandage on it, then landed his lips on my back.

"Better?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, thank you."

"Thank God."

Geez, my heart was pounding as the man's gaze spilled over me, hot and hungry.

"You are beautiful" she whispered, then she swept her lips against mine. "I think I'm in love with you."

I gasp. Can't believe what I just heard. "Oom... What did you say?"

"I'm in love with you."

Oh, my God, it's so happy. "Oom seriously, Oom is in love with me?"

"Yes, I'm in love. How could you not fall in love, you are so beautiful. There's something different that I feel when I look into your eyes."

I want to scream it feels. That means my feelings are reciprocated. "I fell in love with Oom. Since long. Emm. I mean, since a year ago."

"O yeah? I'm so glad to hear that. That means...."

I swallowed with difficulty. "meaning?"

There's no answer. There are no words. There is only a kiss. I couldn't speak, couldn't think as he held me so tightly, when he looked at me like that, so fixed, so intense, his eyes filled with fire and passion.

"I love you" he said hoarsely, and he brought his face closer to me, kissing my lips.

I leaned on him, powerless to resist feelings. Does he really like me? Is he really in love with me? Or is he just joking? No, my question is, is it real, or is it just a beautiful dream? The illusion? Or just hallucinations?

But I realized I was in reality, I wasn't dreaming, I wasn't sleeping. My heart is pounding wildly.

"Love."

I returned his gaze. Just at that moment the handsome man landed his lips back on my lips, then slipped his tongue into my mouth, exploring, teasing, making me tremble. My hands and feet are weak. Then. his hand went through my waist, pulling my hem of the blouse, slipping his fingers in....

I was flabbergasted, staring at him, my breath choking. "Oom what are you doing?"

"I'm looking for a way" he said, landing a kiss on the tip of my nose. "I never go anywhere without seeing the route." His hand moved slowly on my thigh. "I must know his territory." His hand slid up to my hip. "Which way to take." His hand caressed my chest so gently. "Where is the beautiful mountain, or its deep valley."

Glegs!

"We can continue what we were doing here, a more comfortable place" he whispered, then he kissed me on the neck.

It was tempting, very tempting.

"Beautiful?"

No. gabe. I'm shaking. "No. Sorry, I can't. I'm...."

He touched my shoulder, patted me softly. "Please, I beg you?"

And I was like I was not fully aware of how the man was holding me and lowering me to the bed, making me lie under his huge body. He kissed my face, my lips, then my neck, and paused to remove the rows of buttons on my chest.

"You are so beautiful" she whispered, slowly taking off my clothes, kissing, then spitting her fingers in the curves of my stomach. I almost immediately* completely when I heard a knock outside the door.

That's my friend's voice. Wenny.

At that moment I was confused to realize the situation back then. I, in my room, almost immediately* with my handsome guy.

"Disregard it" she asked.

I'm shaking. "But...."

He turned to the open door, then shuffled straight and immediately closed the door. "Just ignore it, okay?" He took off his shirt as fast as lightning. Her white skin, her muscular field chest, her burly shoulders, and her sexy sixpack belly were exposed before me. He immediately returned to the bed and laid me back while crawling on top of me. "I don't want us to lose this moment, please?"

"ouch!"

Dear God, that handsome man of my heart thrust his face into the nape of my neck and buried his teeth deeply. Suck me.

My whole body stiffened. It's so delicious.

But....

Wenny banged on my bedroom door. His voice called my name.

"Fuck day" the man grumbled, then he told me to open the door, meet Wenny and take the girl to the front room. "Go back to the room as soon as the girl leaves, okay?"

I'm nodding.

But that day Wenny did not come to just visit. He came to stay because there was no one in his house. Both of his parents were away, so he was afraid to be alone in his house and wanted to stay at my house.

How else would you like? I can't possibly refuse it. That night Wenny stayed at my house.

Fuck or not?