Candra Kirana
Sweet Dreams

Kiran could not help herself from sobbing in Candra's arms. Tears of love spilled so much just because of a meeting that he thought was unlikely to be repeated.

Candra let her chest wet by the longing melt that flowed through her lover's eyes, she also wanted to be able to support Kiran's sadness that moved blue.

“Kiran .. You are not tired from crying?” Candra stroked Kiran's hair which was partially blown off the window.

“I really want to be content to cry for relief,” replied Kiran was upset because Candra disturbed her concentration who was feeling getting attention and protection.

Candra raises Kiran's chin with her fingertips, “You don't want to see the scenery out there?”

“I just want to see you, the view outside is not important at all!” kiran said she still hugged Candra.

“I'm here Kiran, always here for you!” With a line of charming smiles, Candra noticed Kiran's eyes were still wet. Candra then rubbed Kiran's cheek with her thumb, removing the tear marks that had made Kiran's face wet.

Candra lowered her head, peeping at Kiran's lips, which were salty with tears. One friendly kiss that expresses Candra's love is reciprocated Kiran with no less affectionate. They dissolve in a longing atmosphere.

Kiran really wanted to immerse in what was going on with her eyes closed. Want to save every sweet touch from her lover to the deepest heart. Kiran was completely unwilling to let go of Candra who was intending to give up her kiss.

“Why else, Can?” asked Kiran sadly, her eyes looked back at Candra who was looking at her deeply.

“I want to show you something!” Candra pulls Kiran into the embrace, then invites her to enjoy the night view that is not too dark. Looking at the life of the entire medi that was under the building where he stood.

Kiran only realized that they were in the highest place, where all the villagers mediated seen filling the mountain slope. And the building in which it is located is the grandest one, which has the widest vantage point to oversee the whole country.

“You're watching them from here?” ask Kiran carefully.

“They're my people, Kiran!”

“So right you it ...”

Candra looked at Kiran with an expression that Kiran could not understand. “You scared?”

Kiran shook her head, she already understood the back question from Candra. The young man had already answered his question even though indirectly. “My fear has evaporated somewhere!”

The only thing that scared Kiran now was that she would never see Candra again.

“We shouldn't know each other, Kiran! We live in different realms.”

Kiran was stunned, Candra's confession was actually often uttered even in a joking tone. Only, Kiran did not want to listen because she believed in her own logic. Candra is real to her as a human being who can be touched and loved.

“Reason that makes everyone want to separate us! Right so?” It felt like Kiran wanted to cry again, lamenting at her fate that felt strange and senseless. Of the many handsome humans around him, why did he fall in love with Candra?

Not just in love like before, Kiran feels more if her world is on her ghost lover. Kiran's love is far from being logical as she has always been, far from the expectations of her parents who may now start to think her crazy.

“Isn't that the most reasonable solution for us, Kiran?” Candra asked with a poignant smile.

The toughest test for her lover is in plain sight. Kiran must be very confused to choose the path of her life, and hurt because she has not been able to make a decision according to her heart.

“Your words sound like a judge,” Kiran said softly and sadly. Ah, Kiran felt Candra was saying goodbye and was indeed going away from her life.

“I love you, Kiran .. love you so much,” said Candra close embrace. She is unlikely to be a judge in their relationship as the decision is entirely in Kiran's hands. The girl will make the choice later.

“Why are you lying to me? Love always speaks honestly to her partner, Can! You tricked me with this appearance of yours! You should be a creepy memi as Septi sees it,” cried Kiran frontal.

He needs to vent his anger on Candra who already made him fall in love at first sight, on the figure of a handsome young mountain climber.

“I didn't cheat anyone at all, Kiran! This is indeed me in the past.” Candra stretched her arms and took off Kiran's necklace to take her pendant.

Candra shows a black and white image in the pendant, with small Javanese script writing on the bottom. The picture is a picture of a 20-year-old boy who is none other than himself. “Read this post, Kiran!”

Although he had forgotten a little with the script of the Javanese carakan script, but Kiran still tried to read the name listed in the blurry photo. “Candra?”

“Yes, that's my name!” replied Candra closed her pendant and reattached it to Kiran's neck. “You still want to use this as a memento?”

“Of course, but I want to know how your story ended here!”

“Will I tell you that you already live here.”

“But that's impossible, Can!”

“Then let my story remain a mystery to you.”

“But I'm curious!”

“I like it because you are always curious, someday you will definitely look for answers from that curiosity!”

Kiran gulped roughly, the reality she faced was indeed painful. But it's not as painful as imagining being apart from Candra forever. “I'll forget that curiosity, Can! Mas Bambang will erase my memory of you!”

“Yes, you are right! There's so much Bambang can do for you, baby! You are very valuable to the shaman now, equivalent to the legendary magic heirloom in this land of Java,” said Candra calmly.

Kiran pulls Candra to sit on the edge of the bed, “What do you mean, Can? She didn't mean to make me her young wife, did she? What heirloom? Explain to me!”

Candra chuckles at the successive questions from her lover. “Young wife? I don't think so, but she can shift your feelings that I used to be towards her!”

“What? How can?” kiran's getting curious.

“If you cannot be made to forget me, then he will keep you busy thinking about his presence. Isn't Bambang handsome, charming and well-established, dear?”

Shit, Kiran cursed in her heart. How did Candra know that Kiran had thought about the young shaman? What does it mean that he just got pity? To be honest, that feeling of awe had never existed before.

“Ba-how can I not forget you, Can? I don't like having my memories erased, I want to enjoy the pain of our separation later! Although I actually did not want to separate at all, I was confused how to. .. both my parents did not agree with our relationship. They all thought I was crazy for the use of the subtle creatures,” Kiran lamented with a sad and depressed look.

“We are both crazy for love, Kiran! Not because of anything else. Never mind, do not be sad, love will find its own way without doubt.”

Candra held Kiran in her arms, kissing her soft, old, full of love and passion. He was happy that Kiran had not changed her attitude despite knowing that they were different. Candra was very sure that Kiran did not want a breakup, the girl was just still in the confused stage of making up her mind.

Kiran replies to Candra's kisses wholeheartedly, as if tomorrow won't be there for them to let go of their longing again. The stings and bites on Kiran's lips became a flavoring spice for her desire that was almost extinguished due to differences.

Cih, Kiran even forgot about the legendary heirloom that had made her curious! Also forgetting everything, the ones in his head now were only Candra, Candra and Candra.

Candra will not let Kiran think strangely in the real world, because she can give logical love relationships like normal humans. Candra can touch Kiran like any other man out there, can make love and also give Kiran satisfaction.

Kiran resigned to their circumstances, Candra may be a non-human figure as everyone says. But Kiran still felt that the young man was very real as a human being. Candra can really make him flutter and vibrate at every turn.

In addition, Kiran also liked Candra's touch to her. Gentle and full of adoring attitude. Kiran even really enjoyed what they were doing right now. Kissing very long and deep, then fondling each other and removing clothes, to finally unite the body to pursue release.

"Can ... What is this dream? I don't want to get up," sizzled Kiran on the sidelines of the pleasant storm.

"It's real, honey! You'll remember every detail when you wake up."

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