Leaning Sweet Me
Fragile (Don't go)

Brother.." still no answer.

Farrel approached Metta, who was in his bed. Struck in shock and shook Metta's body.

" Sister.."

Farrel even stuck his index finger right in Metta's nose, feeling a warm puff of his breath. Thinking about what he fears.

Mercifully...

Farrel sighed, looking at Metta who had fallen asleep from tears. Tidying up the child's hair that fills his forehead. I don't know what would have happened if he wasn't there at the time. Just imagining it is reluctant.

Nobody knows our weak side if we never show it. Farrel felt how fragile Metta really was.

In his words, there was still a sob that cut his heart.

Farrel sat on the sofa in the corner of the room, still looking at Metta who was still wrapped under the blanket.

Until the drowsiness attacks him.

Metta groaned, her forehead was filled with cold sweat, her body trembled, even an indistinct mutter rang out from her tiny lips. A series of events some of the previous part clearly imagined in his memory.

That hand..A hand that touches a part of his body by force. Metta was crying in her mouth. Never had he felt humiliated like this, disgusting.

Suddenly aghast woke up with sweat soaking his body and his entire face. His chest rumbled violently. Metta scooped her face with both hands, then walked straight towards the bathroom.

Tears also fell along with the water flowing from the shower that flushed his body, not even care about his clothes that were drenched.

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While elsewhere

" Cx.Where the boy went "Enach cried fiddling with his phone, whether he had contacted Farrel but still the same, not lifted and even now the number is not active.

Alan immediately contacted his men to look for Farrel's whereabouts, guessing what had happened.

Alan immediately went out from there to the hotel where he was staying. " I thought he'd be happy after I made that woman here"

Alan knocked on the door of the room,

Geck..

tock..

There's no inside answer, "Cx where he went"

" Fetch the key quickly." he told the men who went with him.

A moment later the bodyguard came with a spare key, despite having to argue first with the hotel.

Alan immediately broke through directly into the room that Farrel occupied, empty.

Looking for Farrel's stuff, there's nothing in sight.

" Good God why is he "

Alan scooped his face, thinking what had happened to Farrel.

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Farrel awoke from his sleep due to sobs that were still heard in the bathroom. He waited a long time, but Metta did not come out.

" Sister.." Farrel knocked quietly on the bathroom door.

" Sister "this time with a louder voice.

There was a shower that was turned off, but Metta had not yet moved from there.

" Sister let's go out "Farrel starts knocking fast.

Chequek..

The door opened, Metta stood with a soaked body.

" Good shit what you're doing" Farrel led Metta out of the bathroom, picked up a towel that was covered in the hotel.

Rubbing gently wet hair Metta. wrapped her body with another towel.

" Sister change first brother clothes, later brother catch wind" said Farrel.

" Nih wear my clothes first "

Farrel gave her clothes however

Metta looked up, seeing the wonder of Farrel's clothes.

" Calm down, this outfit "Farrel convinces Metta who is still doubtful 9

According to Metta, she nodded and picked up the clothes given by Farrel.then went into the bathroom without a word.

" Sister even became very obedient "

Shouldn't he be happy?

No, Farrel was not at all pleased with Metta's change, it was better that he heard the usual mockery of Metta, his haughty face when he was together, a hard blow to his shoulder when he was upset, he said, a tone that does not have softness. Rather than this, not a single word could be heard from his mouth.

Metta came out of the bathroom with the shirt she was wearing. Surely a small body makes it easier for Metta to wear Farrel clothes that are also not big. But at least can cover his body until the thigh.

Fortunately the shirt was black, so his chest was not clear, because Metta did not wear no underwear.

" It's over, brother" Farrel approached.

" No, don't come near "

" Why "Farrel is curious, he's getting closer.

" Is there something wrong "

" I said don't come any closer, I. I don't wear "His speech is brick.

Farrel frowned, looking at Metta from head to toe. Think what is lacking.

" abs.ituuu.. " Farrel scratched his non-itchy nape. Just this time he regretted rejecting the offer given by Alan regarding the men who would make it easier for Farrel in this situation, he could not possibly ask Alan for help on this kind of matter, he said, I'll think like that about him.

" It's okay, tomorrow morning I'll prepare "

" Let's all right, I won't be like that either" Farrel displayed his white teeth lined up.

Farrel sat Metta at the dresser, gently combing her icy black hair, again without the rejection and annoyance of Metta.

" Did you feel better?" she still brushed her hair gently.

" Hem." said Metta nodding.

Farrel laid Metta back into the bed, covering her body with a thick blanket up to her neck.

" Sister sleep, I'll go out for a while" said Farrel.

Instantly Metta blocked Farrel's hand from getting out of bed.

" Don't go, accompany me here "

" I'll just take a drink for brother"

Metta shook her head and did not let go of Farrel's hand.

" Here I am, I'm afraid not to stay with me "

Farrel relented, he sat back on the bed, tidying up the blanket on Metta's body.

" Sister sleeps, I'm not going anywhere" said Farrel with a caress in Metta's head.

Metta nodded, and began to close her eyes. While Farrel continued to caress Metta's head until he fell asleep.

Likewise with Farrel, drowsiness attacked him. Farrel fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Soft breaths filled the entire corner of the hotel room, two human beings were diving into the dreamland.

Unknowingly Farrel got into bed, with intense sleepiness he entered the same blanket as Metta. Farrel hugged Metta like a bolster, and with Metta, a masculine scent burst into his kiss, calming the lost soul in the subconscious. Leaning his head in Farrel's arms, the cold night air plus the air conditioning made their bodies more tightly. It generates warmth in both.

Half conscious metta blinked her eyes, she saw Farrel's face now, with a breath of air hitting her face.

" Thank you "just a hearty voice said it, while her lips smiled thinly, burrowing her head even deeper to fall asleep again.

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