Leaning Sweet Me
Advice to mislead 2

"Come there, try the advice of Mother who has been exemplified just now,"

"But bun..."

"You can definitely melt his heart in your own way, not to be too similar to what you see from your mother, "

"Hows it? do you understand what Mother means?"

Metta nodded, "But bun, what if it turns out that El is not the same as Dad?"

"You try first, El must have fallen because he really loves you dear," Ayu stroked Metta's arm.

"Mother wishes you all the best, forgive your bad boy, he must often make you upset with his still childish attitude,"

"I'm the one who should apologize bun, I also still like to behave arbitrarily, without thinking about his feelings." Metta lowered her head.

"Yes there, samperin there the brat! solve your problems. Don't let it, it'll further damage your relationship,"

Metta nodded, "Yes Mother, thank you for understanding!"

Ayu held a hand, "Mother does not understand anything, because you do not tell the Mother completely,"

Metta chuckled, "I'm sorry Bun,"

Metta and Ayu chuckled together. Arya approached the two, with a hand that was embracing his wife.

"We're going home now, Bun,?" Arya raised both her eyebrows together.

"Ayaaaah..be ashamed there's a potential ghost!"

then the three of them chuckled back. While Farrel glanced at Metta from afar with a sad look.

Ayu embraces Metta, "Mother and Dad will go home first, you will be escorted by El ya dear."

"Simmediately solve your problems!"

Metta nodded, "Thank you Mother, Father!"

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Metta took a breath and then he exhaled slowly, walking closer to Farrel who was sitting alone. Pretending to be busy with his phone.

"El ..." Metta started by holding her shoulder as she had seen from Ayu earlier.

"You're still mad at me?"

Farrell still did not answer.

"I'm sorry, baby..."

"Jeez, I goosebumps myself."

"Why should I be angry? don't I deserve nothing?" Farrell answered with a sniff.

"Darling is not so .... I'm sorry,"

"Let's keep Sha, get your skills out!" Metta closed his eyes for a moment.

Metta grabbed Farrel's hand, "I didn't mean to say that ...."

Farrel was about to withdraw his hand, but Metta held him down, "Iaaang .. please!"

"Less Sha, less... Holy jeez!"

Farrel's hand stopped, "Dear el ... Look at me!"

"Pair the most beautiful Sha, come on you can."

Farrell turned his face in a different direction.

"I'm sorry, it's okay don't be angry anymore,"

Metta began to shake his lover's arm.

"What the hell, weird!" farrel replied still with a ketus.

"El, don't be angry anymore" Metta put on a face that she thought was adorable.

"Jeez, hold Sha ..."

"I'm not angry!" Farrel said but still turned his face the other way.

"If you're not angry, here he looks here I want to see," Still wiggling Farrel's arm.

Metta pulled Farrel's head to face him. "Where do you try not to get angry?"

Farrel put on a sullen face, like a child whining.

"I'm sorry, sorry, yeah! I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't be as emotional as I was yesterday. I should have talked about it carefully, I was also wrong for slapping your face this," Metta gently rubbed both of Farrel's cheeks.

"I'm sorry I never appreciated everything you did! I'm selfish too. Sorry I am"

Metta struggled spoiled, Farrel bowed, he could not see the face of his lover.

"I'm sooooo, maaaafin aakuu!"

Farrel looked weakened, his body sloping, with a bowed face.

"I'm not very good at putting words together. I don't even normally express the feelings I'm feeling."

"But just so you know," Metta sighed softly.

"Your love is all I need to feel complete."

(Your love is all I need to feel complete)

"Your presence in my life is complementary"

"Sister, why is this weird?"

Farrel nodded, he pulled his lips thin.

"I'm not angry because of your slap, I'm just disappointed! I'm disappointed that my struggle seems invisible to you, so hard I convinced you all this time,"

"I'm angry at myself! I-i..."

Metta stopped Farrel's words by sticking his index finger right on Farrel's lips.

"South..."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault,"

"I was also wrong for being reckless, for not keeping my brother's pride."

"So you still love me, don't you?"

"Always..."

"Well, aren't you angry anymore, are you?"

Farrell shook his head, "I can never be angry with you!"

"You!?"

Farrel clasped Metta's hand, "You're Mettasha!"

Metta hit Farrel's arm, "Ih ...."

"I don't like being called that!"

"Yes ...Brother! I'll still call you brother, keku-ali..."

"Except what? except when you're angry like yesterday?"

Farrel advanced his face right in Metta's ear,

"Unless we have children,"

Metta widened her eyes, and hit her arm, "Honey..."

Metta drowned his head in Farrel's chest, rubbing it with his head.

"Aren't you really weird today?" he placed both his hands on Metta's shoulders.

"You don't like me being spoiled like this? hem..." Metta's back on the slide.

"I love everything that you have in you! but brother is also so adorable..."

"So you like me how?hem," turned his head against Farrel's face.

"I like a sister like this, and so," Farrel clutched tightly onto her little body.

"Hh, you are!"

"I'm sorry El,"

Farrel nodded, they returned their gazes to each other by clenching.

"I miss you El!"

Farrel chuckled, his lips curling at Metta saying so, "Sister can already say it now!"

"Ih.." hit Farrel's chest.

Farrel chuckled, "I'm more than that!"

"I'm late to realize!"

Farrel frowned, "Aware what?"

"Find out that you just want to be hugged like this!"

Farrel chuckled again, "It looks like it's the way!"

"It's easy, you're the good one!"

"Don't be angry like yesterday!"

Farrel pulled Metta's chin towards her, "Why hem?"

"I'm afraid of losing you El."

Farrel now pulled his lips full, then gently melted Metta's lips, Metta closed her eyes. When something warm enters its inner cavity, it is lulled with a longing that has been delayed. Until the breath turns into heat, a series of snarls clash between the two.

"Thank you for always making me laugh even when I didn't dare to smile" Metta said as her pagutan slipped, her chest rising and holding a passion she could no longer hold back.

Farrel pulled his lips up, then raised Metta's waist up in his lap, then pulled firmly on Metta's nape with hunting breath accompanying the moss on his thin, seductive lips.

While Metta wrapped her hands around Farrel's neck which slowly rose up her hair's soft mass. Until the gap escapes perfectly from both.

Ahhhh.

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