Become Him
The ice is starting to melt

 “Em, I need input mas, I want more can?” like a curious child, he asked.

“Please.” Nata laid his body sideways. Hugging the bolts occasionally he turned his head Rachel paid attention.

“So, I have a female friend, she was harassing at her home from her own sister-in-law. She wants her husband's story to not dare because he has no proof. She was also not sure that her husband would believe her story. According to the mas, how should he be?” this time Rachel associated her question to someone else.

Instead of answering, Nata scrunched his forehead.

“Since when have you had a friend with such a complex problem?” Nata asked back, a question Rachel never expected.

“Em has been a long time, but he just dared to talk now to me.” Rachel is her friend. He had to lie because he had to know Nata's point of view first.

Nata seemed silent for a moment. Looking at the restless Rachel.

“What is the form of abuse?” Nata becomes interested in Rachel's story and it makes Rachel relieved.

“Iparnya often send indecent messages, talk about the problem of bed, touch hands and feet. He even stopped me, uh he meant me, in his room. He deliberately admitted it either for the purpose of scaring or indeed want to do things that are not-no.” Because Rachel's spirit is almost lost.

“Then, report him.” Nata's answer is simple.

“I-iya, you know I want to report but he has no proof. That guy always deletes the messages he sends to my friends. There is also evidence that accidentally deleted.”

“Yes if so, she should say it to her husband. Stories to you will not miss his problem.”

“Iya I know, but would her husband believe it? He has no proof.”

“Yes it depends on her closeness with her husband. If they know each other and already know each other, which may not believe.”

“But she's not sure what her husband is. “

“Hah, that means?”

“Yes I mean, her relationship with her husband is a bit stiff. So she's not sure how close she is to her husband. That way. Do you understand?” rachel's voice began to rise.

“Why are you angry with me?” Nata wakes up and sits down to Rachel.

“No, I'm not angry. Maybe I'm too excited so talk a little kenceng.” Rachel finally got upset herself and stopped her sentence. He turned his face away from Nata who was looking at him.

“Should, her husband can trust.” Say Nata later. He looked at Rachel who was agitated and annoyed at what.

“I want that too. But I'm not sure.” Rachel muttered while squeezing the ends of the blanket she spun.

“Yes, that's their problem. Why are we dizzy.” Nata Timpal.

Rachel could only exhale violently, it turned out that there was no point in talking about this with an insensitive Nata.

“Still ready to hear my story.” Rachel still had to thank Nata for not leaving her to sleep.

He intended to lay his body down, but then, he,

“Eh wait. From now on, you have kept me. Now it's my turn to.” Hold Nata.

Rachel sat down. “Emang mas want what?” He was still upset with Nata's insensitivity.

Nata did not answer, he took something from the drawer and put it in the middle of them.

“Why are you giving this to other men?” tanya Nata while pointing to the initial phone case N which is held by a tedy bear on the back of the case.

“Hah, how is it in mas?” rachel's eyes immediately rounded in shock.

“Malah nanya... answer first my question.” Nata doesn't accept Rachel's advice.

“Hehehehe.. yes, I was sprained so I tipped to Calvin because he happened to be in the mas office. But where's the other casing?” Rachel was curious about Ivana's story.

Nata did not answer, he prefers to show his phone that has been using a casing given Rachel with initials R which is in the hug tedy bear.

“Waahhh gemooyy..” Excited Rachel who was pleased.

“Hehehe, funny.” He said, when he saw it turns out that in this close proximity there is a shadow of the heart that becomes intact.

Nata looked at Rachel and smiled slightly at the childish behavior of his wife.

Accidentally, Rachel turned her head and she saw Nata's smile. Rachel's eyes immediately rounded enthusiastically and Nata immediately ended her smile.

“Mas smile yes?” rachel asked curiously.

“Ngak.” Nata immediately turned his face away.

“Ihh really, I saw a smile. Try again.” Rachel kept trying to see her husband's face.

“No, I don't smile.” Nata is still trying to deny.

“Masssss, I saw mas bersilim.. let's repeat it againiii... I want to see againiiiii... kayak gini.” Force Rachel.

“No, don't want to. I don't smile.” Nata rewinded her body as Rachel got closer to see her smile.

“I'm really liaaatt... come on once again.” Rachel was about to touch Nata's face but Nata dodged.

Rachel almost fell off the bed and Nata tried to hold her body but what happened later,

“BRUG!”

“Akh!”

The two fell stacked on the floor with Rachel at the bottom. Luckily, Nata's hand restrains Rachel's back head from being hit.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

“What hurts?” asked Nata in a low voice.

“Ngak. But mas heavy.” Rachel Timpal.

Nata smiled slightly and this time right in front of Rachel.

“Mas smile.” Rachel exclaimed with eyes full of twinkle.

Nata did not chim in, he preferred to kiss the lips that talk a lot and clever protest gently until Rachel was stunned.

Nata kissed him for a while and then took him off to just look back at his wife's clear ethra that often made him calm. He could see the beautiful face of Rachel in front of him.

“I'm sorry for today and the days before.” Nata's voice sounded soft and full of earnestness.

He felt that he had been too mean to Rachel lately. Rachel's anger was like a turning point for Nata to rethink her attitude all along.

Rachel gave a small nod, for some reason she felt her chest was so warm.

“I know, everything needs to be processed. And I will always be there for every process of it.” Rachel Timpal.

His right hand was raised to touch Nata's face, a masculine face that was overgrown with a thin sideburn to the bottom of his chin. Rachel rubbed it slowly making Nata feel an unstoppable sigh that spread all over her body.

Rachel raised her head slightly then boldly kissed Nata's lips first for a few seconds. As he was about to release her, Nata grabbed Rachel by the neck and kissed her pink lips even deeper.

He gripped her greedily and took a strong sip until Rachel's entire lips felt inside Nata's mouth.

Rachel so enjoyed the occasional pagutan felt soft and often a little rough with the right rhythm. Nata's hands began to wiggle, rubbing the neck and then Rachel's chest gently, slowly and down to the stomach.

“Emmhh Rachel made a soft voice as Nata's handkerchief felt so pampering her.

Nata rubbed his crest onto Rachel's cheek making the girl flounder. He really likes when his ears are filled with soft voices belonging to Rachel who brushes fine hair all over her body.

And that night it all started on the floor and ended up in a warm bed.

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