Mirages
Assault

In the morning, at about seven o'clock, Mira had just returned from paradise fall, after a night of wrestling with the striped-nosed men who were tempted to enjoy her beautiful body.

He seemed to rush inside, and immediately headed to his bedroom. He paused for a moment in front of the door, while adjusting his chasing breath.

Mira opened the door slowly, while loosening her head first to ascertain the conditions inside there.

"Dark?" muttered.

He stepped in, and grabbed the light switch that was behind the door of his room.

"Hah ..," there was a sigh of relief, when the net did not catch the presence of the annoying man, who last night had made him emotional.

"Thank God, he's finally gone" Mira said, throwing her body on her king-size mattress.

However, his sense of smell caught the scent that made Mira was fixated last night. The masculine fragrance mixed with the scent of roses, which came from the body of the Linga, which had been lying there.

The woman closed her eyes, and inhaled deeply, as if she wanted to keep it alone.

"Huh ... Why is this smell so soothing?" he muttered while sleeping, and buried his face in the pillow, which had been used by Lingga.

Because of his tiredness, coupled with the scent left by Lingga, which makes Mira's nerves relax, the woman fell asleep without cleaning herself and changed clothes first.

Late in the afternoon, around three o'clock, Mira had just woken up. He found himself still wrapped in clothes that he wore last night, with a face that felt so stiff because he forgot to clean his thick makeup.

"Ah ..c*al! I need to shower soon. My body is very sticky," he lamented.

Lazily, Mira also stepped towards the bathroom, and did not forget also he grabbed the bath robe in the corner of the room.

Mira sat on the side of the bath tube, and filled it with warm water. Not to forget, he also mixed the essential oil of floral aroma to accompany it soaking.

He felt very tired, and needed to relax his body.

When she was ready, she took off her clothes and threw them into the laundry basket.

At that time, he saw the clothes of Lingga that were still there.

"Hah .. after that shitty incident last night, I still have to meet her," complained Mira, sighing with a long sigh.

Finally, Mira went into the bathtub, and drowned her whole body, until only her head was left.

He rested his nape on the lip of the bath tube, and closed his eyes, while inhaling the aroma of the essential oil he poured.

About half an hour later, Mira got out of there, and headed under the shower. He then rinsed the body, and finished his bath.

After that, Mira came out wearing a bath robe, and walked towards the kitchen, while drying her hair with a small towel.

He took a bag of packaged green tea, and put it in a cup. Then, he brewed it with hot water.

Mira went back into the room, and walked towards the balcony, her favorite spot in the apartment.

Still wearing a bathrobe, and a small towel on her head, Mira sat leaning on her chair, sipping her own green tea.

"Just up?"

A loud voice made Mira straighten up, and look to the right and left.

His eyes raised a hand outstretched toward his balcony from the balcony beside his apartment, holding a can of cold beer.

"Hah .. she was again," Mira snorted in annoyance.

He could already guess who the person who had interrupted his leisure time was.

"Is your sleep good, Miss Mira?" ask Linga.

The man was on the balcony of his own apartment, and could not peer into the balcony of Mira, because it was interrupted by two separate bulkhead walls with empty space, so that makes neighbors can not jump each other or interfere with the privacy of other neighbors.

That is what makes Lingga can only greet Mira, without showing himself.

Mira leaned back, and sipped her green tea.

"I happen to hear the sound of the door sliding. I saw the type of door that connects your room to the balcony, so I knew you were there" replied Lingga.

"Oh ..," said Mira briefly.

"What time are you home?" ask Linga.

"It's none of your business, sir." Mira answered with a wrench.

"alright. Then, when are you going to return my clothes left behind?" ask Linga, with a voice that is intentionally tightened.

Mira glared, and got up towards the edge of the barrier.

"So your words, sir! The other neighbors can misunderstand later," exclaimed Mira as she leaned outwards, until she could see Lingga, who was standing and leaning against the guardrail, like herself.

"Oh, sorry! I was deliberately ... hahahhaa ...," Lingga's claw that made Mira roll her eyeballs as a result of being careless.

Mira then rewinds her head, so as not to be too jutted out.

"I'll take it to the laundry first. Once it's clean, I'll give it back to you" Mira said as she looked straight ahead.

The phallus turned, and looked at the woman who was now his neighbor. He admires Mira's charm in silence.

"Wah .. did he deliberately want to tease me, just wearing a bath robe and hair that was still half wet? Hah .. hold it, this is not yet the time," the inner Linga, who felt troubled by the appearance of Mira at that time.

Lingga then threw his gaze forward, and sipped a cold canned beer that he was holding.

"You'd better come in and get your clothes on, miss. It was getting late and the air was getting cold soon. You can catch a cold, if you still wear a bathrobe like that on the balcony," Lingga said as he turned to Mira at the end of his sentence.

Mira looked over and their eyes met. He reviewed a faint smile, then then sipped back the remaining green tea inside his cup.

"Ah .. My tea is over. Then, excuse me, sir," said Mira turned her head and smiled briefly at her new neighbor.

The woman walked into her room, and closed the sliding door that connected her bedroom with a balcony.

Mira then changes clothes, and plans to go out to buy some personal needs and also her kitchen that has begun to run out.

That afternoon, mira came out wearing a casual out fit. A black green checkered shirt that was worn without linking the buttons, and combined with a black inner, and army jeans with a torn accent on his knee.

His usual hair he tied, this time he braided one with bangs that he let sideways. Plus accessories a black hat, and sunglasses attached to the collar of his underwear.

He got out of the apartment and immediately walked to the basement parking area.

As usual, he always uses the elevator directly from his unit to where his car is.

Just then, he walked out of the elevator as usual, and headed to where his car was parked. Mira did not feel afraid or suspicious at all, with the state of the basement which was fairly quiet in the afternoon, where usually the residents began to arrive from where they worked.

From a distance, he could already see his expensive sports car. However, his steps stopped when someone suddenly smothered his mouth using a handkerchief.

Mira revolted, but her power was outdone. He was getting weaker, and in the middle of waking up and not, he heard a noise, and he felt himself falling to the floor.

Just before she was completely unconscious, Mira heard someone calling her old name.

"Come!"

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Well you😱ada what is this? who is the person who wants to be naughty with Mira aka Mari?🤔

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