CRACKS
UNDER THE NEEDLE DRIZZLE

"Wen, thank you for your visit, I will go home and take care of Erlangga's interests to continue education abroad."

Wening was still languishing under the blanket, he was very lazy to move on. His eyes continued to stare at the man he had been with all night. Robby is very beautiful with a little sideburn, a thin mustache, and his jakun fruit.

Huuuuufff,...

Robby glanced at Wening who was breathing heavily.

"What's wrong, you're fascinated by my good looks?" ask Robby while wearing his branded import watch.

"The art is good,"

"Heem, my wife's gift. Made in Japan."

"How old is he?" Wening taunted Robby who was researching, wiping and kissing his watch.

"Over a year from Erlangga."

Robby's tidied up in his shirt.

"It's still too early Rob!"

Wening pulled the blanket over his entire body nicely which was still in a nude state.

"Don't you have a meeting to attend today?" ask Robby while confirming the jacket.

Wening nodded, he looked happy to feel his bait was eaten by Robby.

"Rob, you like Kinan!"

Robby fell silent, he stopped his activities for a while. This time he looked at Wening who was grinning feeling managed to punch his heart.

"Why do you ask that?"

"No! I'm just curious. When you enjoy me, do you not imagine his face."

Goddammit! this one woman, how can she be properly insinuated.

Even Kinan's face did not want to disappear for a second from his eyes even though he was sighing favorably.

Robby just grinned in response to Wening's remarks.

"Yes ha ha ha ha. It turns out to be true my guess, you love your son's lover. How humiliating!" Wening smiled sarcastically, he violently headed for the bathroom and flushed his body.

That can be seen, stupid! that damn woman didn't close the door.

"Little..." Shouted Robby, he wanted to say goodbye to leave immediately.

"What! go get Kinan from your son! enjoy your competition, may you win!" Wening answered Robby heartlessly. He really didn't care how Robby felt when he said that. But is that really what Wening said?

Aaaa... Robby poked her face slowly.Take a deep breath and try to be indifferent with her inner struggle.

Wening could no longer hide his frustration.

A jealous heart begins to suspect - an assumption that is not necessarily true. But women have the power to justify many things.

How could Robby fuck her but imagine Kinan.

Goddammit! lirih. Water poured all over his body leaving a trail of Robby. Not sure what Wening was worried about, his tears flowed following every drop of water from the shower.

Rob...

Actually Wening doesn't really care about me, if he can trap Robby in his hot bed, Wening is sure Robby won't turn away from him. She was more experienced than the little girl.

Robby looks satisfied with himself. Seen from the aura that Robby gave him.

"I'm gonna take a shower, come along?" Wening looked at his face again at the door. Hope Robby comes back to accompany him. He's the one who's wet trying to tease Robby.

"I was full last night! scuff all Wening!" Elak Robby's.

Robby put his shoulder around, he was ready at the exit.

"Wen, please leave this room after dawn, I'm afraid Erlangga is here!" robby shouted before he actually left.

The sky was still dark, Robby running a small run along the sidewalk. He deliberately wanted to get away, away from office work.

Today Robby deliberately wants to bring Erlangga to the tomb of his mother. Make a pilgrimage before you leave.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi..."

Robby stood around, not expecting that this early would meet Kinan.

"Waalaikumsallam wt, pa! from where? how just got home?"

Robby Erlangga and Kinan. Love story in life in different realms.

Confidence and reality are different contexts. After all, everything has been arranged by the mastermind, love story, wound story, real and supernatural story, has become a drama created as a form of beauty in life on earth.

Everything created by God teaches man to think rationally, not just listen to follow his own heart.

Man is only a living being who cannot be trusted, sometimes feels pain by his own actions, blames others for failure and then bully the creator under the pretext of 'this is not fair'

Bulsit, all of God's creation has been compared with fair and true friends! Whatever is ahead is destiny.

UNDER THE NEEDLE DRIZZLE

Arjuna Bayu's

Under the drizzle needle

I beg for light

who cradle wounds in the puddle longs

I just want to kill the twilight that always promises a gray sky

This thing is bone-chilling

burning me in longing

I can only be sprawled

in the grass of weeds

lamenting an unfulfilled dream

My gaze far pierced the seventh heaven

Sucking the smoke of life with tightness

Haaaaah! this destiny is so

Barbarically!

cruel toying with reality

My efforts are in vain

Drizzle like a needle

Fall wetting incision

It's raining!

Don't come

Silence, mute, I shouted out loud in the echo of my heart

It's all the same

The sky is far up there

He will not know my lament

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