Loving a Second Cousin (Can't Turn Away)
Give me back my virginity

Dhira shook his fist brutally, he could not accept any unilateral decision from Rega at all, how could the man he loved break it just like that, they start a relationship because of the agreement of the two then if you want to end it must also be a mutual decision while here Dhira does not want to end the relationship.

"Tell me why are you so brave of me?"

"Dhiro!" Rega called out softly, he actually could not bear to do this but he also had a reason for what he did.

"Mas Rega once promised to always love me, but why do you have the heart?" Disappointed that now scoops all the souls of Nadhira, the man she loves has now turned to other women and is still their cousin.

Regantara was eager to shout that he had never reneged on his promise, until at this moment Rega was still with the same love for the girl before him.

"We are not destined to be with Dhira!" Rega begins to frustrate her into explaining that their relationship is over.

"What made you turn away from me Rega? What does Sarah have when I don't have it, tell me what I lack? ." Dhira is upset that she no longer cares about her language.

"You don't have your flaws perfect but sorry, we can't be together."

"Haha, it's bullshit." Dhira laughed for a moment and then he sobbed. " Hix... Hix... After all the things you took from me now dump me."

"I'm sorry, Dhira. I'm really sorry." Rega was downcast hiding his heart which was also being injured.

Dhira decayed to the floor in a ditch, the beautiful girl looked pitiful with her eyes bent, her hair was already irregular adding points to the prediction of a heartbroken woman.

"I beg you to have mercy on me!..." Dhira still roared with clenched hands, trying to resuscitate Rega to continue his relationship, but it seemed to have no effect at all Rega was still silent.

Rega restores her black mane in a ruffled manner, by what he explains that their relationship cannot be repaired.

"Give me one reason why you're ending the relationship with me and you're starting the story with that woman."

Rega was still silent, unable to be frank as to what exactly was the cause of him taking this path, but neither could he ignore this nor would Dhira give up on continuing to come to him.

Dhira rose from his seat, violently wiping all his tears that had decayed even though he could not stop his crying, but he did not want to look even more miserable. He will try another way, with a gontai step Dhira approaching the man he loves, Dhira hugging him from behind.

"You don't want to answer." Dira flipped the body of the man who was in his arms. "Is Sarah more satisfying to you, I can do whatever you want." Dhira's hands are now able to remove the buttons of Rega's shirt.

Rega gasped at the woman's sentence, he didn't expect that Dhira would be that brave.

"Where should I start?" Dhira had slipped his fingers behind the shirt Rega was wearing, even he had stroked the chest of the field.

For a moment Rega enjoyed the touch, his eyes closed for a moment really his soul did not want to miss this, the hot night shadow between him and Dhira now had mastered most of the contents of his head.

Rega suddenly opened his eyes when Dhira's hand now dares to wipe his forbidden area, swiftly Rega blocked the wrist of the woman he still loves.

"Whatever Dhira may be, don't make yourself a seductress in front of me." Rega said that in a heartwarming tone, and tried to suppress his wild passion.

"Temptress? Who taught me this?" Dhira chuckles cynically.

"What part do you think is disgusting? When I tease you?"

"Nadhira Princess." Rega was infuriated by a rebel Dhira like this.

"You called me in full, you're telling me you're angry? Then how do I tell you that I'm also very angry with you."

"The longer you're a rebel." Rega.

"I've been a rebel for a long time, and then you realize it when you've been in a relationship with a submissive woman." Dhira said no less fierce.

Not wanting to linger in this condition Rega twisted his brain so that Dhira could leave or at least he would go from there.

"Say! Dhira, what do you want from me as an apology." Rega did not dare to set the eyes of the woman before him.

Dhira looked at the man who was now turning his face away, it seemed like Rega was seriously saying that.

"You sure you asked me that?"

Rega rolled his neck, his eyes were now interlocked for a very long time, both of them like they did not want to end their gaze. Dhira bravely cupped the man's nape in front of her, pulled him up then he****** his lips very gently, very softly, Relieved as if washed away in the kiss he closed his eyes enjoying the taste, perhaps this is the last kiss from the woman he loves the most, ******* and taking turns with those sensual lips, until there was a salty taste in the middle of the kiss Rega immediately opened her eyes, she saw Dhira crying in the middle of her closed eyes, and that salty taste was a woman's tear.

With a heavy heart Rega grabbed Dhira's shoulder and kept him away and released a kiss.

"All right, this is what you want? If I may just ask you to give me back my virginity." Dhira left from there with a gaping wound all over his soul.

Rega just stared at Dhira's departure until the woman was invisible. I swear he regretted it with a sense that he could not explain, tears just decayed, he felt very crybaby now, now, from earlier he wanted Dhira to leave him but after the woman left he felt unwilling.

The man decays, resting only on the strength of his knees alone, he shakes with painful cries, his shoulders and back to shaken as he weeps over his helplessness, useless even if he explains the true incident, that would definitely make Nadhira even more hurt.

For a moment Rega poured out his anger in tears as he then immediately stood up and ran, although his power was now slowly reduced, he had to drive Nadhira home lest the woman go home alone, although maybe Nadhira is already on the way. But the guess was wrong, the girl was crouching next to her car, hiding her face and tears behind her knees. What more pain did he give the girl to cry without caring about the very quiet.

"Dhira." the voice was so hoarse, Rega reached out by stroking the top of his head and kneeling down to reduce the distance between the two.

Nadhira looked up and then he stood up and immediately entered his car.

Geck... Geck...

"Dhira, let Mas deliver! Dhira." Rega continued to knock on the car glass, while Nadira no longer wanted to care about the man anymore.

Dhira was driving at high speed, while Rega followed him, not wanting if something happened to his woman.

As if he had not cared for his life, Dhira continued to drive the speed of his car he did not care even though several times he almost hit other riders.

"Dhira, please don't be like this, I won't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to you." In the midst of his incessant driving he prayed for the woman's safety.