Lust Last Night Impotent Man
34. Sisil hugged me?

However, Arya's footsteps stopped in the living room. His forehead seemed to be frowning because it was surprising that there was no Sisil there. There were only two parents who were cool in chatting whether to discuss what.

"Pa, Ma, where's Sisil going?" ask Arya. He also watched the room of his house, looking for the whereabouts of the girl.

Both of Arya's parents immediately turned their heads, staring at her. "Oh, Sisil suddenly came home, Arya." He answered Arga.

"Pamit's home?" Arya was astonished. "Masa, anyway? Want what? But why doesn't he talk to me?" Arya immediately grabbed her phone in a bag of pants. Then call his girlfriend. Unfortunately, the number is inactive.

"He was in a hurry, told to go home with his brother. Don't know what the business is" replied Arga origin.

"Why not lie?" Arya stared in disbelief, there was suspicion inside her chest. "What do you think, Papa threw out Sisil?"

"Where is it possible." Arga shook his head. "You're weird, Papa ngusir. No." No."

Arya immediately ran out of the house, then rode her motorcycle. While Ganjar chose to sit on a single sofa near his son.

"You've rejected Sisil, haven't you?" tanyanya looked at Arga.

"Already, Pa," replied Arga with a smile. "Everything is fine, Arya will not marry Sisil again."

***

Sisil and Citra were standing at the door of the apartment, they had arrived.

Sisil rang the bell, hoping that Gugun would be there. Unfortunately, despite being called, there is no truth from within.

Sisil lowered the door handle, apparently locked. Be him open it with fingerprints. Because the fingerprint of the apartment is his fingerprint and if the key, Sisil himself does not bring. He also often forgets.

Ceklek~

The door was opened and the two stepped inside then closed the door again.

"Sister!" exclaim Sisil. 'Is it possible that Brother hasn't come home from the police station yet, huh?' his inner. He also wanted to tell his brother. At the same time tell the image of what really happened.

Sisil slowly sat down on the long sofa. His body feels weak. "Drink the message outside, yeah, Cit. You order online let me pay later," said Sisil.

"I'm not thirsty, Sil," Citra replied. "In your kitchen there is tea with sugar? Can I get you some warm sweet tea, let's get your stomach better?"

"The same sugar exists. But do not, Cit," refused Sisil. "You're a guest, time to make your own drink. Let me sa ...."

"It's okay." The image held Sisil's hand as the girl was about to rise. Seeing the pale face of the friend, Citra so not bear. "Let me make it a minute, huh?"

"Thank you, Cit."

"Together." Smiling image. Then step into the kitchen. Sisil looked at her little back while making a smile.

"Lucky I have a friend like Citra. He's very kind. If he hadn't come to help me. .. I might have died." Sisil lowered his gaze, staring at his two open palms. "I'm crazy, I committed suicide again."

Imra returned with a tray containing two cups of tea. Then he put it on the table.

"Just drink it, Sil. I mixed the water so it wouldn't get too hot." The image sat beside Sisil. Then he gave the cup to his hand.

"It's sweet, it's rich, you" he said, chuckling.

"You are also sweet, Sil," Citra said. "That dong smile. I miss your smile sometimes."

Sisil drank the tea. But when he had just entered his mouth, he sprayed it. "Ppfff .. What is salty?" tanyanya while reviewing the rest of the tea on her lips. The image also directly gives a few sheets of tissue taken on the table.

"Try a drink." Sisil gave me his cup. And immediately Citra downed him a little. It's true, salty. Then Citra tried a test from the other glass. Which is made for itself. But the same, salty taste.

"Cock can, yes, salty taste, Sil? Did the tea expire?" ask Citra.

"You're probably wrong. What you get in salt, not sugar. So salty."

"Ah time yes. I can tell the difference, Sil. Where's the sugar where's the salt."

"But how can it be salty like this?"

"I made a new one, huh?" The image put the two cups back on the tray. Just now he was about to stand up, but his arm was instantly prevented Sisil.

"That's okay, Cit. Message outside only. He said you wanted to hear my story."

"Oh yeah, that's it." Imagra. Then took her phone in her tote bag. "What do you want?

"Ginger milk is the same, Cit."

"You're gonna have to throw up, have a meal? Which is snatch."

"No. I just want to take it again. I've ordered."

"I ordered, huh? But do not care, let your stomach healthy," Citra said. Then type the screen of his phone. After finishing ordering through food, then Sisil told me.

Sisil let out his breath slowly, then said, "Maybe you will be shocked and disgusted to hear it. But here's what happened. I was actually a few days ago raped by an old man, Cit. She was so hearty to me. Using me who's lost consciousness because I'm drunk."

The image rounded his eyes wide. He looked surprised to hear Sisil's story. "Astaghfirullahaladhim's chat. Seriously you, Sil?" Soon she hugged her friend's body, for Sisil was now beginning to cry again.

"Yes. Hicks .. hiks. My future has been ruined Citra, as well as my relationship with Arya," she sobbed. The crying broke.

"Who raped you? And why are you drunk?" ask Citra wonder.

"It's all because of Lucia. He planned it. He must be in cahoots with Om Rama, hiks."

"Omm Rama?" The image's forehead looked cringing. "Om Rama who?"

"Om Rama who said you're your friend-in-law's son, Cit. He's the one who raped me."

"Masa, anyway? You're lying, aren't you?" ask the image that looks in disbelief.

"I lied to you. I'm honest, it's him ...." Sisil's words hang when the bell sounds. He immediately let go of Citra's embrace, then ran to open the door.

There was a man standing in front of there with some stuff in his hand.

Without looking, Sisil immediately hugged her. He thought the man was Gugun, but it was Rama.

The man was certainly surprised not to play with what Sisil did to him. Really, he's very happy. His heart just now wants to jump like it.

'Isil hugging me? Is this a dream?' rama with a face that meets red. 'Does this mean he wants me to marry you?' Without thinking for a long time, he immediately returned the hug, then kissed Sisil's hair.

Surely moments like this will not be wasted Rama. Loss feels.

...Golden chance yes, Om 🤣...