Bare With Bastard
When do we do it?
Yaren sighed slowly when she woke up in the morning intact.
Whole in the sense of everything, not a single piece of clothing escaped from his body.
After Ayaz's threat last night, he tried to close his eyes, although it was not easy for him to sleep in a state of heart and mind out of sync, but he would try.
Ayaz's threat was terrible for him.
The burly arms still hugged his body, glimpsed in Ayaz's face while asleep, so peaceful, Ayaz was very handsome, Yaren did not even believe that a handsome man Ayaz had such an annoying nature.
The man was still bare-chested, if Yaren could admire, Ayaz's body was absolutely perfect, perhaps if it wasn't for Ayaz who had said such an indecent thing to him, Yaren could have changed her mind to invite Ayaz to marry, but thinking of Ayaz's words that were so demeaning to her, Yaren said it seemed not right.
Her maid, she will give to her husband one day, the one she truly loves.
"You admire me?" ayaz sentak disperse the reverie of Yaren.
Yaren was surprised, her hands spontaneously rubbing against her chest, neutralizing the awkwardness that was afflicting her.
"God!" Ayaz chuckled softly.
It was the third laugh that Yaren heard from Ayaz's mouth. Hey, what's so funny?
"I can't possibly admire you, there's a drool on your cheek, disgusting!" ejek Yaren's. The woman got up from lying down, then rushed towards the bathroom.
Ayaz's face was flushed red, how dare Yaren mock him. But foolishly Ayaz's hand was even pointed at his cheek, fingered and ascertained what Yaren had said earlier.
"Damn!" as Ayaz did not find anything on his smooth cheeks.
"I'll reply you Yaren." murmured Ayaz with his devilish smile.
...***...
Ayaz had just finished making breakfast for her and Yaren, while Yaren, the woman trying not to look lazy while at Ayaz's house, did not want to hear Ayaz's insinuation anymore.
"So, honey... When do we do it?" asked Ayaz, the man started to approach Yaren, eroding the distance between the two, Yaren stiffened, the duster she was holding fell on the floor.
"A what?" yaren asked, between understanding and not, understood exactly what Ayaz meant, but did not let him misinterpret.
"You want to hear it from my mouth, like I want to ask you?" ask Ayaz again. His eyes looked at Yaren sharply, as if they were indeed full of interest. "Is that?"
Ayaz seems to want revenge, the man wants a little lesson for Yaren.
Yaren shook her head slowly, no please don't now her mind.
"Hemmm, you're the kind of mature woman who likes to be forced? Interesting too!"
"Ayaz, don't be like this." yaren complained as Ayaz's hand began to gently caress her face, for whatever reason Yaren was frightened at the moment. In his mind no visa thought of the obvious, so much sand that littered his mind, you fucking Ayaz.
Ayaz chuckled in his heart, how could he do this?
Do I feel like I'm harassing a grown woman? He's either plain or just plain pretended. Though I am quite handsome for seedlings making offspring, guaranteed nothing to lose if he did it with me.
"Why baby? You seem to be overheating?" Ayaz gets closer to his face, now that his nose and Yaren meet, there is no distance at all, Ayaz can hear Yaren's heartbeat is so fast, the whole thing Yaren approached by him.
Yaren's sweat started to pour out, I don't know what kind of feeling this is, Yaren really thought she and Ayaz would.
"Ayaz, please, don't do this!" please Yaren.
"You scared? Relax Baby, just enjoy it, I can make sure what we're going through must be a lot of fun!"
"No, please, I'm not ready?" cetus Yaren, what he had in mind made him unable to speak properly anymore.
"Not ready? Not ready yet, baby?" ask Ayaz teasingly.
"Am I, I mean don't be like this, not Ayaz, please let me go!" please Yaren.
Ayaz grabbed onto Yaren's waist, squeezed in with her body, and it managed to make Yaren become very frightened.
"Can we do it now, baby?" ask Ayaz.
"No, no!"
"I want to do it even if you repeatedly say no, I'm not that cool you know!"
Yaren kept shaking, "Ayaz let me go!"
Ayaz held onto Yaren's nape, pointing at her face until their eyes completely stared at each other intensely. While Yaren, there was nothing the woman could do, her body could not refuse to just throw Ayaz's burly hand that hugged her, Ayaz was no match when it came to power.
"Goup!" Ayaz briefly kissed Yaren's lips, only a kiss but it seemed that Ayaz regretted letting go of her kiss and did nothing more.
Damn, her lips are sweet.
"Prepare yourself, I'll do it whenever I want!" said Ayaz without caring about Yaren who seemed to have just released his heart.
Ayaz left Yaren, the young man headed for the room, neutralizing his nervousness, Yaren... For some reason, the woman, the woman he once said was not his type, but for him now it was very exciting.
Ayaz condemned his stupidity, the intention of wanting revenge on Yaren but in fact he was the one who was so harmed.
How not? Something behind his pants had already hardened, thrashing to immediately need attention.
Hugging Yaren with a tight position like that, in fact able to make the mighty wake up.
And Ayaz had to bear this burden, taming the Mighty of his pride because of Yaren, the woman who was not his type.
Yaren stroked her chest slowly, adjacent to Ayaz with a threat she never imagined it really made her want to die alone, if not for fear of sin, maybe Yaren would not last long, he said, he hung his neck with a rope.
Bodo is very much with his problems and Ayaz, or with his passion for old people, maybe by dying he can meet the mother in heaven quickly.
"Oh my God, what just happened is not... Almost just!" Yaren inhaled as much oxygen as possible, after that her breathing had been disturbed due to Ayaz's actions.
Yaren thought, until when she had to stay with Ayaz, the decision she once thought was right, was like a sword ready to draw her heart.
Goodbye good sleep, goodbye quiet, welcome bad days.
Yaren deepened in her heart, staring at Ayaz's tightly locked room. I don't know what that bastard did in there, but Yaren was so upset, Ayaz didn't feel the slightest bit guilty for harassing a woman.
Rubbing his face rough, however Yaren can not continue to live like this, he must as much as possible escape from the noose of life that is very unfavorable.
"Thinking Yaren, thinking, you can definitely get out of this crocodile nest!" mumbling grumbling.
Suddenly, like a light bulb floating above his head, Yaren found something.
Seriate...