Mirages
Promise that

The phallus leads Mira to the elevator. He continued to embrace her shoulder and the other hand clasped her hand.

Mira still looked as unwilling as she cried before. He still didn't expect that eventually, he would be together with the Linga.

The ice queen was very happy, but she still continued to blame herself for her dirty past.

Although, Aletta had already told him that she and Lingga were the same. It makes no difference.

Arriving in front of the apartment, Mira stopped her steps in front of her old apartment.

The phallus turned towards the woman beside him.

“Do you still want to stay here?” ask Linga.

Mira looked up and looked into the eyes of the Linga.

“Temenin I briefly into yuk, Brother,” pinta Mira.

The phallus nodded. He pressed a few passcode numbers on the door, and opened the door, pushing Mira's back slightly to get in first.

After the switch is turned on, it is clear that all the white cloths that cover almost all the objects that are in there. Although every two days, Lingga will ask people to clean it, but the rags remain in place.

Mira stepped in. He held onto every single thing he passed by, and recalled all the things he passed by in that place.

Almost entirely is his memory with Thomas, and his solitude over the past four years.

The phallus runs not far behind Mira. He didn't want to bother the woman. Lingga only pay attention and accompany Mira to see where she lives that some months are left.

Mira was standing next to the kitchen. The woman continued to be seen rubbing her cheeks many times. Linga knows very well if the woman is crying.

He then approached Mira. The phallus grabbed the woman's shoulder and rubbed it gently.

“What do we just get out of?” ask Linga.

Mira shakes. He rubbed the clear liquid on his cheek again.

“Antar me to the upper room, Brother,” pinta Mira.

The phallus complied with Mira's request.  He led his woman to go upstairs. There is only one room, the bedroom that used to be occupied by Mira.

They're standing at the door. Mira turned the handle and opened the wooden board.

Lingga enter first and press the light switch that is behind the door of the room.

Mira entered slowly, down every inch of the room. His chest grew increasingly tight, and it was very difficult for him to breathe.

He finally sat down on the edge of the bed. Mira cupped her face and shed her tears. His shoulders shook because of his sobbing.

The phallus approached and sat down beside Mira. He grabbed her shoulder and gently rubbed Mira's upper arm.

“Do you remember Thomas again?” ask Linga.

Mira opened her face and straightened her seat. He looked towards the Linga.

“This is his home. I'm just hitching a ride here. He will always be in my memory, until anytime,” said Mira who returned with tears.

“I know, you love him very much. I won't ask you to forget either. But it would be better, if the moment you remember it, not tears that spill, but a smile that develops on your lips. Remember, even until he's gone, all he thinks about is your happiness. He will feel sad, if you always remember him in tears,” said Lingga.

The phallus extended its hand towards Mira's face, and rubbed the clear melt with its index finger.

“From now on, practice thinking of him as your foster father. He wants you to forget your scandal with him, and wants you to live a more decent life, with all the relics given to you,” Lingga concluded.

Mira immediately lay her head on the chest of the Linga, and wrapped her arms around the man's stomach. Linga was clutched tightly to her woman and rubbed the fragile back.

Long enough they were both in the apartment Mira, now both have returned to the apartment Lingga next door.

Mira picks up a sketch that is displayed inside her old room, right in front of her bed.

The picture that Lingga had seen, and made him sure if Mira was Mari, and make sure if the woman still remembered him.

Mira kept the picture in her closet.

It was night, Mira and Lingga had cleaned themselves and changed into more comfortable clothes.

The man ordered some food through a delivery service. He sat in the living room, and waited for his woman to come down.

Not long after, Mira had finished drying her hair, and walked over to Lingga in her place.

“Already laper?” ask Linga.

Mira sat down beside her man, and rested her head on the shoulders of the Linga.

“Emh... Not too,” replied Mira while rubbing her stomach.

“But not too much already well,” sahut Lingga.

Both are chuckling. The phallus also touched Mira's empty stomach. He slowly rubbed the place where there was once a life in there.

“Sorry yeah. When Daddy has to protect you well, it is you who protect Daddy,” said Longga.

The man leaned over and hugged his woman's stomach. Mira gently rubbed the black mane of the phallus, and kissed the top of the man's head.

“Click him, Brother. Maybe this is the best thing for the kid. Honestly, I was also confused by his fate which is a child out of wedlock,” said Mira.

The phallus re-enforced its seat, and looked at the face of the woman beside it.

As if understanding the meaning of Lingga's gaze, Mira went back to continue her words.

“I had thought to raise him alone, for example you do not want to confess this child, Brother. But, it turns out you are very attentive to both of us,” continued Mira.

The phallus stared inside the woman's black bead. He gently rubbed Mira's cheeks, and peeked at her forehead.

Mira closed her eyes, permeating the touch of a linga that felt so warm. Long enough, after a few seconds, Lingga stretched the distance until he could see the face of his lover clearly.

Mira opened her eyes again and smiled at her man.

“Don't ever think of getting away from me again. I could really go crazy if I had to find you again, Mira,” Lingga said.

Mira's quiet. However, his eyes answered all of Linga's requests to him. However, Lingga wanted to hear it directly from Mira's lips.

“Tell me, if you promise never to leave me again, Hem,” pinta Lingga.

Mira further developed her smile, and blinked her eyes as if saying yes. Without words, Mira replied with a sweet kiss that landed on her male lips.

Quite short, yet so deep and warm in the chest.

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