Mirages
Mual

"It's morning, almost noon. You guys go home. And you Mr. Lingga, all this damage, will I put in your bill," exclaimed Mom Winda.

"Good, Mistress. Just send me the bill through my assistant who came yesterday. He will take care of everything" said Lingga.

Mom Turned around and walked out, leaving the two freaks inside.

Mira came out from under the blanket, and walked towards the door. However, Lingga immediately grabbed his arm and made Mira turn to face him.

"Deliver!" said Mira flat.

"Go home with me!" exclaim the Linga with his sharp gaze.

"I don't want to" said Mira ketus.

"Do you have the money to cancel the contract?" ask Lingga while looking at Mira's black bead deeply.

Feeling that he had not gotten what Lingga had asked, Mira turned her face away, a sign that she could not give the money.

"Heh .. as long as the first party has not been able to pay the cancellation of the contract, or the second party who itself ends this contract, then the agreement will continue to run. That's the last point," said Lingga who made Mira turn and stared back sharply at Lingga.

"Sy base!" mira exclaimed.

The phallus only showed a smile on her lips, and pulled Mira out of the room.

Mira is forced to obey the man who always irritates her, as long as she can not compensate for the cancellation of her contract.

"Come in!" lingga said when he reached the front door of the car, which he opened to Mira in the front passenger seat.

Mira also according, even with a bent face, and continued to snort annoyed.

However, Lingga attentively, blocked Mira's head, so as not to bump the top of the door, and then was about to attach the seat belt to the woman.

"I can do it myself, sir." Mira seizes the seat belt, and pairs it herself.

The phallus let it go, and closed the door. He walked around and got into the steering chair.

"We have breakfast before we go home" he said shortly before driving home.

The phallus could only let out a long sigh facing the ice queen beside him.

He then drove his car, splitting the capital city's crowded with traffic jams everywhere.

As usual, Mira stared out at the car, and enjoyed the early morning view of the capital, which was full of pollution and vehicles tiled in the streets.

However, this time his face did not imply a calm as usual painted on his face, when staring at the scenery of a running vehicle.

This is because, since the car runs about one kilo meter from paradise fall, the stomach already feels bad, and tends to be nauseous. However, Mira as much as possible to hold it, so as not to drop his image in front of the Linga.

His face was increasingly pale, and cold sweat came out from his temples. It did not escape the attention of Lingga, who had indeed since noticed Mira who continued to turn her face away from him.

The man stretched out his hand, and wiped the sweat on Mira's temple.

"You okay?" tayanya's worried.

Mira simply brushed off the hand of the Linga, and even without a word and without turning her head towards the man.

Linga was only able to snort annoyed, because of Mira's always cold attitude towards him.

As for the woman, the more she feels that her stomach is growing, she can no longer be conditioned. He also patted the dash board, and made Lingga pull his car away instantly.

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So why the nausea, Mir? has anyone forgotten about safety?🤔

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