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He Wants to Enter the Room

Who would have thought this would be. Unwanted disasters continue to plague the mind. Today does not focus on work, so often get scolded by superiors. The shadow of that face left me quite tormented. The reply to yesterday's sins, had really started punishing me when I was already in my own family circle.

Tired thoughts and feelings make me want to sleep fast. By closing your eyes, you can erase a moment of bitter memories. The kiss happened this morning, reopening the wound he cut.

Explanation of how else can reconcile the family. It seems our mistakes can no longer be forgiven. Refusing to be rude, but brother-in-law getting brazen, and want to have me. I don't know what demons are possessing him. Indecent acts*noh him, make the heart continue to be sliced sharply sembilu.

I don't want family peace to be destroyed. Many times looking for a way so that the behavior of the husband of the older brother does not bringas anymore, but think a thousand ways it seems to be difficult. His reckless capital, made a fortress that he maintained collapsed easily. All the bitterness has happened, even though in the opposite heart it wants to slap him.

"What must I do for you to accept this explanation. My guilt makes me so tormented, "Crying in the silence of the night.

My face is hidden behind a pillow roll. I want to scream as loud as possible. This helplessness makes holding the voice shrill, so that it is all safe and does not disturb.

Squeezing strong blankets, remembering rooms and pillows has been a silent witness he menjam*hi this body part. His hands continued to grind without fear and guilt. It was precisely me who kept an acute mind, so that I could not flap wings flying freely.

Tuk .. tuk, several times the direction of the window is tapped by someone.

Rise from the fall. Look towards the knock. A shadow of a man kept knocking. From the height and poster the body seemed familiar.

"Ahh, who the hell is he? Why do these nights dare to knock? Is he a good or bad man? If it's evil, but why would you force it to be opened?" the heart murmurs began to fear.

Tuk .. tuk, once again he forced.

I tidied up my clothes when I wanted to see who I could not wait to open the window. Actually there is a sense of anxiety, but it makes curious too.

Walk slowly. Carry a floor broom, just in case for fear that if the person is not being nice then be ready to hit. Swung hands ready to flick the curtains.

Srek, the sound of iron shifted violently when I opened the cloth.

"Sir, you?" Shocked not dumbfounded when he saw his figure.

"Well, why is he here?" the heart wonders.

He waved his hand casually. The smile was implying something. Then his hand pointed towards the bottom of the window, which meant that he asked to shift the key slot.

"Do I have to obey his request? If he refuses, he will threaten and do evil, but if he obeys will he do good?" Thinking not to take action.

Cuddling the head is rough, which means refusing. But his eyes started glaring sharply. His fingers kept pointing to open it as soon as possible. Shivering in horror as he began to signal, would hurt me or kill by sliding the palm to the side of the neck.

With a tremble, it finally opened the lock. Either this is wrong or right.

"Once upon a time open it!" his weakness is not happy.

He jumped over the wooden window guardrail. His hands swiftly closed the curtains back. Turning his body stared fiercely at me who stood trembling.

"What do you want, so presumptuous to enter this room?" my ketus.

"Hehehe, if you ask me carefully, dear dong!" He's got his chin.

Roughly avoiding by shaking off his hand, which then turns away.

"Whatchu mean? You don't mess with me anymore, or-?"

"Or what? Hide or dismantle it? Remember yes, your life is now in my hands, let alone having your body to fall into this embrace forever."

"Cuiih, I don't want to."

Plaque, slap rough. Emotions begin to stir. He stared at me with sharp eyes.

"Basar cheap women. You dare yes, slap me!" Roughly pulling hair back.

"Aah, sick, sister. Release."

"Shusst, secretly. Don't listen to anyone else."

"Hmm, what are you saying, sick?"

"Yes, please let go."

"Don't expect. Your slap is so sick, so you have to pay for it this time."

"What's? A-a-ppa mak-suudmu?" Stammered fear.

Unprepared, he suddenly landed a kiss on the lips. Unable to revolt, when his hands held his head so as not to waver and dodge.

"Hhhh, what are you doing, brother? Don't do this. Stop, don't go on. Remember we are brothers."

"Satan equals brother. Now you must obey and do not argue, or your photos will spread the same to other friends and family," he threatened to make a shock.

"the photo? Whatchu mean?"

"dither. You must be happy to see it, haha."

He showed me some pictures of me, not wearing a thread, being kissed by a man. It was tragic and it looked disgusting. Seen clearly from behind, that person is Ijal's own brother, but cleverly he turned his back to the face that does not show a face to guess if others, maybe with the intention to not be discovered.

"Basic br*ngsek, what do you really want?" umpatku.

"Hihihi, are you still pretending to be stupid, huh!" the whisper is so close to the ear.

"Damn it, you are indeed a shameless and heartless lecher. I wouldn't have a sister like you."

"It's good that you understand. As long as you know, that your body is so addictive and wants to enjoy it all the time."

"Ahhh, basic br*ngsek." I want to slap his mouth again.

Quickly he caught my hand. Wanted to fight with his other hand again, but had to swallow a bitter pill when he could catch it again and now started to lock it.

The mouth was attacked again, so it could not scream. Pajama rope is pulled rough, so it shows the twin mountains that are still wrapped in cloth. This time it was really a crushing defeat, wanting to feel it again. Now in a very conscious condition, so it can not stem the eye fertilizers anymore.