Mirages
Move on

The sun is rising. Now, Mira is preparing breakfast in the kitchen, while the lingga is still struggling to wear his clothes upstairs.

"Aren't I going to help you, brother?" asked Mira who was shouting from below.

"No need," said Lingga.

Mira again busied herself in the kitchen, waiting for Lingga to finish dressing. The woman still wears the man's clothes, as she hasn't been home since last night.

With her hair still half wet, Mira struggled in the kitchen since preparing some simple breakfast menu that she used to make.

Moments later, Lingga suddenly came and hugged him from behind, making Mira almost drop the spatula he was holding.

"Sister! Just ngagetin," muttered Mira.

"Ehm .. sorry," said Lingga while putting his chin on the shoulder of the beautiful woman.

Mira refocused on cooking, and ignored the Linga who held her possessively, while occasionally kissing her neck.

Suddenly, Mira was stunned and stopped her movements. He recalls his memories with Thomas.

The phallus, who noticed Mira's strangeness, straightened up and touched the woman's shoulder.

"Why are you, hem?" ask Lingga gently, turning Mira's body to face her.

He saw that the woman looked grim again. Lingga immediately turned off the burning stove, and invited Mira to sit on the chair at the dining table.

The phallus knelt in front of Mira, clasping her hands together. He looked at the beautiful face of Mira who pias without a sweep of makeup in the slightest.

"What's up, Mir. Did I do something wrong again?" asked Lingga who kept looking at the beautiful face in front of him.

Mira shook her head slowly. He blinked his eyes so that the puddles in his eyes did not fall.

"I .. I only remember Thomas, Brother." Mira still closed her eyes, and occasionally breathed heavily.

Linga stood up and hugged Mira from the side. He patted the woman's back gently.

"I know you've been together for a long time, and there must have been a lot of things you both did" Lingga said.

The man then broke his arms and bowed, aligned his head with Mira, then cupped the two cheeks of the woman.

"But now I'm here. We can do things together from now on, and replace your memories with Thomas's. I'm pretty sure he won't mind" Lingga said.

"Mira, Thomas sacrificed himself, just so you could move on with your life, not to make you feel as guilty as you are today. He'll be happy there, if you're happy here, too. But, if you still continue to grieve and blame yourself like this, he must regret leaving you. Do you want him to leave not quietly, hem?" said Lingga trying to give understanding to Mira.

Mira seemed to smile faintly listening to the words Linga, a sun bath that drives away the black clouds. He who some days continues to grim and mourn the death of Thomas, can now cheer again because there is a lingga who always cares and is beside him.

"You're right, brother. Thank you," said Mira with a smile that grew on her lips, although tears had escaped the corner of her eyes.

The phallus brought his face closer to Mira's face, and placed their eyebrows together. The breaths of the two clashed against each other and hit each other's skin.

"You must remember, there is always me beside you. Understood?" exclamation Lingga.

"Ehm ..," Mira nodded slowly, and they smiled at each other.

"alright. Now you just sit here, let me continue to cook well," said Lingga who again stood firmly in front of Mira.

"No ah. I want to help you too, Brother," said Mira who also stood up from her seat.

"Yes already. Come on!" bring Lingga.

The two also completed a cooking event that had stopped, and continued with breakfast together in the Lingga apartment.

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So, just wait for the next eps tomorrow😊

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