My Love From The Sea
Second Time

Eight o'clock at night. In a traditional market that every four o'clock in the afternoon until eleven o'clock at night changes like a one-stop hawker center. The rain flushed Jakarta suddenly and quite heavy. Sagara covered Belva's head with his palm towards the terrace of one of the shophouses that happened to close not far from where they were.

The fragrant and delicious grilled squid still meets Belva's sense of smell. Although this afternoon had eaten at Sagara's lunch store, but the aroma of burning oles spices on the squid's body made his stomach sound again. Even so, Belva didn't say anything. He just did not want to make Sagara ilfill with his stomach that could be widened like a snake.

Belva was surprised when Sagara suddenly clasped his hand and pulled himself closer. His heart is like it's going to fall. But Belva according. Suddenly his body warmed and was comfortable. Belva seemed to be fed something magical and made Belva want time to stop like this. Closing her eyes, Belva was dreaming. He saw a very large garden. He walked with someone who did not have his face, hand in hand. However, it felt so close and warm. Is it Sagara?

Belva wait. It was like watching a movie that was curious about who the male lead was. Belva can't wait for the camera to point its lens at the man's face. Unfortunately, when the camera was about to parade on the face of the main character, Belva actually opened her eyes because part of her body was wet, from the chest to the legs. Belva's chest went up and down looking at a black car speeding away without sin. He wanted to be angry, but free. After all, Sagara first stroked his back as a gesture so that Belva could be patient.

" Let it be. Later also got karma," Sagara said while still calming Belva.

Belva breaths so her emotions don't explode. A little grateful to Sagara for reminding him.

" Sagara.." Then, Belva remembered what she had just seen while cursing.

" Yes." Yeah."

" I saw the expanse of the garden.the tea garden kayak," Belva told me.

" Yes" Sagara looked at Belva expectantly. He hoped Belva remembered more than just a large garden.

" I walk, with men."

" Yes..." Sagara is still waiting.

" I don't know who that is."

Sagara disappointed. Evidently. He just wanted Belva to remember everything immediately. So that they can live life as before. But this time, without any snake the bully's land of course.

" Sagara... Is that you?" Belva asked again as she flicked her hands on her slightly wet and dirty clothes.

Sagara answered nothing. All he did was take off Tirta's jeans and give them to Belva.

" What?"

" You can change your clothes."

Belva understands and accepts Sagara's jacket. He looked to the left, looking for a place to open his shirt. Later, Belva found a small, dark room covered in a wall at the left end of the shop where they were sheltering.

" A moment," Belva hurried away. When he arrived, he regretted not inviting Sagara to keep because it turned out that the place was not too deep. But, nevermind. Already been. Now, Belva just needs to hurry. Not until five minutes, the shirt is already in his hands and replaced with an all-button jeans jacket.

" Have?"

Belva almost hangers hearing that voice. However, after seeing Sagara's face in front of her, Belva slowly adjusted her breathing again.

" You, when was it there?"

" Just now. I should have come, right?"

" Thank you, yes," Belva said later.

" Yes" Sagara replied weakly. Their eyes met for a long time. Sagara pushed Belva's body back to where she had been. It was very dark and scary. But Sagara is not afraid of anything. He locked Belva's body. Letting the woman lean against the wall and look at her with a feeling of unworthiness. Sagara likes when Belva misbehaves like this.

" Sandara..."

" Hmm?"

" Please..."

" Hmm?"

Belva silence. He did not know why his body was so comfortable like this.

" Belva, that man is me."

Deg. Belva's heart is beating very fast. His stomach is like a shake. Tends to heartburn. Between fun and I don't know. In the darkness, amid the torrent of rain, Belva saw Sagara smiling again. Thin and mysterious. However, Belva likes it, even likes it very much. Until he was unconscious had tiptoed and kissed Sagara's lips with heat.

Belva enjoyed the kiss. He didn't realize he was the one who started it. His eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes Belva was surprised to no longer be in a dark room that was narrow and creepy. Now, he was precisely in the room he had seen in a flash of his memory at that time. Room as large as a football field with golden walls. In fact, Belva no longer stood up. He lay on a very wide and soft bed with Sagara next to him.

" Sagara, what is this place?" that's all Belva had in his head after realizing where he was.

" This is my room. You must have seen it," Sagara smiled.

Why does Sagara often display such a smile? Belva seems to immediately lose his mind if Sagara continues like that. Moreover, if Sagara looked at him like now. His blue eyes felt intoxicating. His breath, making Belva forget himself even though he tried to hold it.

Damnit. Their lips have reunited. It's even hotter than before. In fact, Belva allowed Sagara to overlap her, take off all her clothes and do everything.

Belva did not know if he felt a dream or real. It feels like real. In fact, the sound that came out of his mouth was real. But on the other hand, he also dreamed. It is like seeing yourself doing this in the same place, with the same person.

This time, Belva is convinced that he and Sagara are not just friends. Belva never even wanted to have sex like this with anyone before, including Arman. But, now he does. Worse, Belva enjoyed it so much. Even worse, Belva believes it's not the first time they've done this.

Sagara's body collapses next to Belva's. Their breaths are dull. In fact, Belva felt her body gooey from sweat. Belva tilts her body and hugs Sagara's innocent body. He obviously loved this man more than anything.

" Belva, do you remember anything?" sagara asked in the middle of her gasping breath.

" I don't know who you are yet. But, I'm sure that you're the man I love, Sagara."

Sagara hugged Belva back, "yes. We love each other."

" Is this why I feel so ordinary when I see Arman? because I actually found a replacement. Which I even love everything."

Sagara let go of his embrace. Then, back to Belva's lips again. Sagara seems still not satisfied and wants to do it again. Time and time again. Sagara also loves Belva.

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