Mirages
Let's get small

The journey taken for seven hours from the international airport of the city of S in the country of K, to the capital of Jakarta-Indonesia, is enough to make Mira exhausted.

Arriving at soe-tta airport, Mira asked to be delivered directly to her apartment.

Along the way, Mira was always silent and looking outwards. While Thom, always make the moment as a precious moment.

"I know, your meeting with Miss Cheria, reopens your old memories you want to forget, Mir." Thom murmured inwardly.

Thom knew both the beautiful and sexy woman, because she was the one who changed her name to Mira.

From the time of their first meeting, Mira never mentioned her real name, until Thom sought her own information through the help of Mommy Winda, muci*kari where Mira worked.

"I know, you want so much to bury that name in the abyss of your heart. Throw away all your memories with such a beautiful name. But in this world, there are things that you have to face, sooner or later. And this is one of them, meeting people from your past," Thom returned to dialogue in his own heart

"I want to take a break, Thom. Do you want to stay over? But remember, just sleep, no other activities." Mira suddenly turned her head and spoke to Thom, who had been looking at her.

"Ehm .. Well, it is fine. Incidentally, I am also very tired. Wouldn't it be faster if I went to your apartment tonight" he said in a tone that sounded as normal as possible, covering up his nervousness because he was caught staring at the woman's face.

"OKAY. It's up to you. Obviously, just sleeping, nothing else." Mira reiterated.

"Yes .. yes ... well, basic chatter! Hahaha ...," Thom grumbled to an end with his last laugh.

Mira just turned her shoulders, and turned her face towards the car window, then looked out, enjoying the view of the metropolis.

Forty-five minutes had been taken from the airport, now they arrived in the courtyard of Mira's apartment, The Royal Blossom.

An upscale residential complex, consisting of four luxury apartment towers, and rows of elite housing and shophouses, with a myriad of classy public facilities.

Right in the middle of the area, there is a central park containing various kinds of flowers that are well cared for by the best florists in the capital, adding a beautiful and beautiful impression to the residential area, from the colorful flowers that bloom in different seasons.

The car they were both riding in, had now stopped right in front of the lobby entrance.

The driver got out and walked to the back, then opened the door for Thom.

"Come on!" Thom reached out his hand, and was immediately greeted by Mira coming down with him.

They quickly headed upstairs in an elevator, and a moment later, they had arrived at Mira's unit.

The beautiful woman went straight to the bathroom to clean her body, when she arrived at her apartment.

Thirty minutes later, he came out wearing his kimono towel, and walked towards the walk in closet, to change clothes.

"Aren't you in the shower, Thom?" Tanya Mira who was standing in the doorway.

"Ehm. I still have a little work to do" he said as he kept busy with his macbook.

Mira just flicked both of her shoulders, hearing the reply from the middle-aged man. He walked back to the walk in closet and took his nightgown.

All of his sleepwear collection is made of satin, so that makes his curves look so prominent beautifully. This time, he picked up a short, soft gold knee-length dress, with a thin shoulder strap.

Smooth level legs, exposed and tantalizing anyone who sees it.

After changing clothes, he walked out of the room and went to bed. He could not find Thom sitting on the sofa.

There was a gurgling of water from inside the bathroom, which indicated that someone was inside.

"Maybe he's taking a bath" he murmured as he walked straight to the bed, and climbed on top of it.

He then fixed the position of his pillow, and laid himself there. Not to forget he also pulled a blanket to protect his body which was only wrapped in thin clothes from the cold AC in the room.

Tiredness really does dominate it. He slowly closed his eyes, and no longer cared for Thom who had not yet come out of the bathroom.

after a while, Thom had finished cleaning himself, and walked towards the walk in closet. He did put some of his clothes there, including his favorite boxer pants, which he always wears when sleeping.

The middle-aged man then walked towards the bed and joined Mira. However, not yet he lay down, he heard the beautiful woman muttering something.

He slowly brought his ears closer to Mira's face, and tried to listen to what he was muttering.

"No! Nay! Restore it! Restore it!" his murmurs were stirring in his sleep.

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"*Hei basic ana pela*cur! Don't come near my son!" one of the women said to a little girl, who was about ten years old*.

The little girl just looked at the woman, holding out her hand which held a ball.

THE PLAQUE!

The woman brushed off the little girl's hand, until the ball she was holding fell and bounced off somewhere.

"Mother, my ball" whined a child standing behind the woman.

The woman and her son left the little girl, who looked at their departure with a feeling of incomprehension.

"Why does everyone hate me?" gamam the little girl in heart.

He turned and walked home.

While in the middle of the road, he saw a group of children his age was playing in a field, or rather empty land in the village.

"*Heh, Come! There go! Don't whip us up, you little boy pela*cur!" said one of the children*.

"*yes, um! There you go, you little boy pela*cur!" say one of the other children*.

"Let's son pela*cur! Let's have a pela*cur!"

The children continued to shout at Mari with the insult, accompanied by a round of applause.

Let's just be quiet.She didn't understand the meaning of the child's words. All he knew was that his presence was unwanted in that place.

Mari little also walked away from the crowd of children her age, who were playing together in a small field near where she lived.

He chose to sit crouching, watching from a distance, the excitement of his friends playing a traditional game, where they arranged broken tiles, and threw them with a ball.

They are divided into two teams, the guard team and the constituent team. When the precarious pile was hit by the ball and scattered, the guard team chased all the members of the opposing team, while the opposing team, in its escape stealing had time, to reassemble the precarious pile that had been scattered.

The game was really stressful, what else Mari who watched it with great enthusiasm. He really wanted to feel that game. However, the rejection of him always makes him stop to blend in.

He just sat crouching down, with his hands playing the weathered log, while staring at the children with sparkling eyes.

"Come! Mari! Where are you, son?" call a woman.

Let's look at her head immediately, and at once she got up and ran over to the woman.

"Yes, Mom."

Little Mira ran over to the woman who was none other than the mother.

"Bantuin I nganter clean laundry to the complex next to yah," pinta the Mother.

Little Mari nodded quickly, and looked so enthusiastic.

He immediately grabbed a pile of clothes that had been clean and had been packed in plastic bags.

"Let's say goodbye, Mom." Little Mari kissed the back of her hand, and walked cheerfully down the path that connects directly between her village with the elite housing complex right next to her.

If seen, it is not an official road, but only a gap between the walls of the barrier, which is used by some villagers to go back to the complex to work. Including Mari's mother who is a washing worker who used to take dirty clothes from the houses in the complex.

Now, let's get to his destination.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Let little knock on the side door of the big house, because he was always warned by the mother, to always pass by the side door, every time he delivered and took clothes.

"Eh, Mari. The laundry is done, huh?" said a housekeeper in the house, who was a bit stocky.

"Yes, Bi Sumi. These are the clothes." Little Mari handed the pile of dry clothes to Bi Sumi.

"Before a while, well" said Bi Sumi as she walked into the house.

Let's wait outside. He sat alone in the chair near the back door.

"Let's pay today." Bi sumi went back outside and gave the wages from the laundry that Mari had delivered.

"And this, the dirty laundry you brought along, as always." Continue while handing over a large bag of dirty clothes of the master.

"Thank you, Bi sumi." Let's leave the big house, and walk back down the same path.

While in the middle of the road, someone pulled his collar from behind. Let's go backwards, and the luggage fell with some clothes that were broken.

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