
Azalea squirmed slowly. His eyes blinked slowly and instantly covered his eyes with his hands due to the glare. The sunlight hit his face freely. That's a sign of an increasingly day.
When he woke up, Azalea immediately sat down. His head felt a little dizzy because of his rapid movements. He scratched the base of his nose to relieve the pain. Without realizing it, the blanket that had covered the body up to his chest also slumped.
Azalea nodded in surprise. He looked quickly, checking around if there was anyone other than himself in the room. The girl was thankful that she was only one. He quickly fixed his blanket, pulling it up to cover his chest.
Again, Azalea's eyes glared. This time accompanied by a stifled screech when he saw the many red colors on his chest. He immediately wrapped the blanket to cover his body, then walked to the mirror.
Azalea watched carefully. That second also his memory switched to the incident a few days ago when he felt bitten by a mosquito. The colors and marks are the same, just the taste is different.
If that day Azalea felt nothing, this time there was a shadow of someone who was above her body, overlapping and restraining her possessively. Azalea to the creeps remember the incident last night with the man.
"Geez!" pekik Azaleas. He covered his face with both hands. While the blanket wrapped around the body he fit in both armpits. It is certain that the real culprit is Reynand Adanu Emery.
"What's wrong?" ask Reynand to worry. When he returned to the room, the first thing he heard was Azalea's shrieking voice.
Azalea looked at him immediately. His eyes were fierce, and what he did was even more confusing to Reynand.
Reynand approached, holding Azalea's hands and then looking through the girl's body.
"Did something happen? Did someone hurt you? Or, you're having a nightmare? Sorry I left you alone in the room, I jogged for a while" Reynand said.
"So you're the culprit, huh?" Azalea asked ketus then launched a pinch on Reynand's chest. He was very worried about that man.
"What do you mean? I don't understand" Reynand said plainly. It squirmed, dodging the Azalea pinch that felt like a fire ant bite.
"You know what I mean in front of Grandpa, right?" This time, both hands of Azalea were successfully held by Reynand.
"Wait .. wait. I still don't understand what you mean." Reynand clutched Azalea's wrist with a firm grip, but it was painless.
"On mosquito bites." Azalea pouted. He clenched his feet to the floor, very upset.
"Oh .. that. Your answer is very plain-"
"You can fuck me. At that time, Grandpa laughed out loud, it turns out you were the mosquito." Azalea turned her face which was now a crimson red. Remembering the incident left him dead.
"Yes, right, that's a sign you're still innocent, Azalea. There's nothing wrong with that." Reynand chuckled softly. This time, he wrapped his hands around Azalea's waist, pulling the girl closer and closer.
Azalea stood stiff. He is unable to pucker. Brain's empty. He can't think of anything at the moment. Then, a shadow of what they were doing last night was cast in the eye, and it made him shudder in horror.
"I want to take a shower" Azalea said as she pulled away violently.
Inevitably, Reynand released his embrace on Azalea's body. Although disappointed, but he must be able to understand what his little girl wants.