Because of you and the Warm Sweet Tea
A Safe Home

Hearing the man's origin story until exposed to exhibitionistic psychological illness, the psychiatrist nodded in understanding, but the woman next to him could only be surprised not to believe what he had just heard. It turns out that this man he helped was a victim of human sales trying to escape his dark world. And it was only the first time he could hear such an erotic story firsthand. Moreover, the story came out from the mouth of the man who started yesterday very close to him.

"Then, do you still meet that sweet woman who helped you? Do you still remember his face? And do you want to see that woman again?" Ask the psychiatrist gently.

"That day, I was always with that sweet woman. That woman is the miss who is currently sitting next to the doctor." Said the man while looking at the woman who was still staring at him with an expression of disbelief.

"Yes, doc. I'm that girl. And hey! I'm not sweet. Stop flipping me." The woman did not accept.

"You are sweet, miss. Very sweet." Said the man quietly." Thank you for helping me."

"So that's why you kept my request so you wouldn't go out? Unless I'm the one who asked?" Asked the woman who was answered nodding by the man.

"Your house keeps me safe and you make me comfortable. That's why I followed your request so that I wouldn't leave the house. Besides, if you're not by my side, I don't feel safe at all. At least for now."

"Then, doc. For her illness, she shouldn't be allowed to go on like this, doc. Can the disease be cured?" The woman asked worriedly, while the man who had been staring at her did not show such an expression at all. Somehow seeing the woman's face he felt there was nothing more he needed to fear.

"Dok sorry. If it is my unusual behavior to wear clothes since the abduction and sexual abuse worries my lady, then I will get used to getting dressed again." Said the man firmly, as his face was unwilling to stop staring at the woman.

"Yes. But if you are uncomfortable, you can go back to counseling here." Said the psychiatrist. "And you lady, it seems like this man would rather have you take care of him personally. So if miss is confused about how to deal with her illness, she can call me." Say it to the woman next to him.

"Thank you, doc." Say that woman.

"Alright, the consultation session is closed until here, yes. And you have to get dressed again before you leave this room." Said the psychiatrist. The psychiatrist returned to his desk and the man got dressed.

"Thank you, doc. Then we'll excuse us." Say the man after he is done getting dressed. Then the woman and the man left the psychiatrist's room.

"Miss. If you're really worried about my trauma illness, you don't have to bother that psychiatrist anymore. I will obey all your commands that you think are good for me. Including asking me to get dressed when I get out of the house." The man said as the two of them were outside the hospital.

"Yes, sorry. I'm too worried. So you don't mind, do you slowly get dressed when you're home?"

"I don't mind. Even though I am not used to it, I will slowly get used to it. As long as you're next to me, I don't know why I feel so calm." Hearing that, the woman's face met again.

"Can you stop fighting me? I'm not sweet at all." The woman immediately stared at the man next to her.

"I'm not flirting, I'm talking what it is." Said the man without any sense of sin. "What if I thought you were so sweet? Take it easy, I'm not married at all. And I also don't intend to make you feel insecure." Then the man stroked the tip of the woman's head, and it made the woman feel comfortable.

"If I were sweet, I wouldn't be alone. And my ex-boyfriend couldn't have left me then."

"I knew. You are indeed left behind by your ex-boyfriend, because he did not see the beauty that you have emanated. And I'm a very lucky man to have seen the most beautiful radiance of you."

"Have finished packing it? Now that we're out of the house again, you should buy some clothes stels. Ah more should be comfortable clothes to wear inside the house. And in a few months I'll have an exhibition."

"Miss. Do I have to wear clothes when I'm at home? I still want to give you the most beautiful view of my body. As for the exhibition clothes, I don't mind. Because I want to see you can be proud of your work that can be enjoyed by many people."

"Thank you for the beautiful scenery you always give me when we are always at home. But I want you to get used to getting dressed. Especially if there will suddenly be a guest who visits the house, I do not want you to come back again to be a victim of sexual abuse because you see you naked."

"All right, I'll follow your request." The man said looking at the woman "But I still want you to see me naked. But it's not when you're expecting me to take a shower."

"Then?" Ask the girl.

"I want you to see me naked while sleeping. And I also want you to hug my body while you sleep. You have to do it." Said the man firmly. The woman's face turned red.

"You know, every time I touch your body I'm always nervous. Even sometimes my saliva can't stop dripping every time it touches your body? How can you allow yourself to be sexually abused again? We better go back to that psychiatrist. You really need treatment!" The woman held the man's hand to return to the hospital. But the man held the woman.

"no need. No need for a psychiatrist. You are a medicine that can cure my psychological illness. I'm glad you touched me. If you enjoy my body. Not anyone else. Isn't that normal? When do you feel happy when you're touched by someone who makes you comfortable?" Said the man who held back his female steps. While the woman's face was increasingly unable to hold her tone.

"Why are your words so sweet?" Ask the girl.

"Because you're so sweet, miss. I'm glad you're the one who kept me safe. Comfortable me. And you're the one who made me find a safe home." Replied the man whose face now also turned red, but still looked at the face of the woman in front of him.