Mirages
I promise

Mira was standing in front of the mirror, looking at her appearance that afternoon. A white bone shirt, combined with a gray strip black skirt with a large dark belt, as well as high heel in tune with his subordinates, he chose as an out fit for lunch along with Lingga.

His black hair he let loose, and a little curl at the end.

The sound of an automatic lock at the entrance opens, a sign that the Lingga has arrived.

Mira immediately grabbed the bag she had prepared earlier, and walked out of the room.

The two of them passed each other on the stairs, when Lingga was about to go up and Mira was about to go down.

"Are you ready?" ask Lingga while extending his hand towards Mira.

"Already dong," said the woman to welcome the hand of Lingga.

They both walked out of the apartment to the parking lot, and left in a Lingga car. They will visit a five-star restaurant in the capital.

Along the way, the Linga unceasingly clasped Mira's fingers, as if she was afraid that someone would take her.

Mira also felt strange with the possessive attitude of Lingga at that time, and continued to see the expression of his male face.

"Sister, are you really okay?" ask Mira.

The phallus looked at me, and smiled. Then refocus facing forward.

"I'm not papa, Mir," said Lingga as he kissed Mira's fingers in his grasp.

"Related?" ask Mira to make sure.

"Related, dear." The phallus turned its head again and extended a smile towards its ice queen.

Mira also stopped asking, and chose to return the hand of Lingga.

Arriving at the restaurant, Lingga led Mira to a VIP room where there was only one table and two chairs, with a view of the flower garden behind the restaurant, and blocked glass bulkhead.

The room was tightly closed, and although it could see the scenery outside, there was nothing that people could see outside, because the glass was a one-way reflection glass.

The phallus pulls up a chair for Mira and lets the woman sit down.

"Thank you" said Mira.

"Together, Beautiful," said Lingga twitching one eye.

"Isshhh .. gombal," muttered Mira but smiling.

Not long after, several servants entered while carrying the order that had previously been ordered by Lingga.

"Udah pesen?" ask Mira.

"Why? Don't like it?" ask Linga.

Some dishes were served on the table. Mira smiled looking at all the dishes that had been ordered for her.

"Not bad either. I like it" said Mira when everything was presented.

The servants came out and left them both.

Linga seemed to start chopping up the steak in front of her, while Mira chose to enjoy her red wine first.

"Ehm .. This is indeed the best," he said as he took another sip of wine in his hand.

The phallus finished cutting the steak and swapped the plate for Mira's.

"Eat. It is not good to drink when the stomach is still empty" cried Lingga.

Mira put down her glass, and began to lift the fork on her left.

"Ehm .. This is delicious, sister," said Mira who enjoyed the food.

"Thank God you like it" said Lingga, who also put a piece of meat in his mouth.

"Oh yeah, Nick went to the apartment and he gave me a lot of things with different brands. Did you tell him to, brother?" ask Mira.

"Ehm .. me? No. gabe. I only asked him to buy that thing," Elak Lingga.

"Where do I know, Mir. I was wearing that horrible thing too, huh? Never mind, don't talk about it again. We're eating, okay," cried Lingga.

"Okay," said Mira who returned to feed a piece of meat to her mouth, while enjoying the view of the flower garden in front of her.

Lingga saw the woman was so enjoying the atmosphere in the restaurant he chose. He knew that his fondness for the beauty of the flowers had never been lost.

He even chose a dwelling where there was a giant flower garden, which became the centerpiece. Plus, painting a gazebo sketch in the middle of the flower beds in the courtyard of his old house first, making Lingga looking for a place to eat with such a view.

After finishing eating the main menu, Mira chose red velvet as a dessert among those ordered by Lingga.

"Mir, after this you come with me to the office well," asked Lingga while sipping the wine.

"Ehm ... Why, Brother?" asked Mira while confirming the fork in her hand.

The phallus appears to notice the movement of the woman's lips without blinking, making it difficult for her to swallow.

"Ehem .. um .. just want to. Don't wanna?" ask Lingga who tried to throw away his nervousness.

"Not that, Brother. Are you sure I won't be there? You're not drunk anymore just because you drink a little, are you?" tanya Mira berdubi-tubi make Linga wonder.

"Why indeed? You're so weird, Mir. What's wrong with putting someone special into your own office?" ask the Lingga who does not understand Mira's mind.

"Someone special? What am I, brother?" mira asked lightly, but immediately made Lingga stunned.

He only realized that his relationship with the ice queen is not yet clear.

Seeing the phallus speechless, there was inexplicably pain in Mira's heart. As if it was getting clearer, who he was in the man's heart.

Why I also go gini. It was clear from the beginning that this relationship was nothing more than a job. What the hell do I want to expect, the inner Mira brushed off all the turmoil in her heart.

"Well, you don't show me to the public, brother. Who knows, among your many employees, there is one who recognizes me. I don't want you to be embarrassed later," Mira said as she went back to eating her red velvet.

Somehow hearing that, Lingga's heart felt hot. He seemed to be unable to accept Mira's words.

"What's your case I'm gonna be ashamed of, Mir? Do you think I'm not serious about you?" cecar Linga.

Mira put her fork on the table, and stared fixedly at the man who was looking at her.

"Sister, I am what you know. And our relationship, not just mutual benefit ...," said Mira

BRACKET!

Lingga immediately hit the table because again he did not accept the words of Mira.

"What do you mean say that, Mir?" ask Lingga with a stare.

Mira wiped her mouth with a napkin, then got up.

"Sister, I know myself. That's why I don't want to expect much. We are so different. Who I am and who you are, it's obviously very much different." Mira appears to turn her face away, but the Linga can catch the clear layer in her eyes begin to accumulate.

"Just like we are now, don't ever make me wish for more than this. It hurts, Brother. When you want something unattainable. So please ... Eeehhhhmmm ...," said Mira.

The phallus could no longer hear the painful word from Mira's mouth. He came forward and immediately grabbed the woman's nape, and silenced Mira's mouth with his lips.

Mira's not in a fight. He chose silence. Clear melt escaped from the eye patch, and into the gap of the Linga pagutan.

The man took off his kiss, and pressed his forehead against Mira's forehead. He cupped both of Mira's cheeks, and stared fixedly at the two black beads of her ice queen.

"Never say anything as painful as that, Mir." The phallus rubbed the traces of melts on the cheeks with its thumb.

"I know, all this time I've never clarified our relationship. But wait a little longer, until I can make my dream come true, and we can be together forever. I will make you my wife" said Lingga.

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