Not as Dirty as a Black Rose
Roses 20

What a stubborn man

"Then what should I do so you want to sleep in bed. Huh! For the sake of the Son of God! You're in pain. Don't complicate things." growled Rose.

"I'll sleep in your bed, if you sleep in that bed, too."

Silent! The Son's heart was pounding

"I mean, both sleeping? Withyou? Together?" with his mouth agape Rose asked a question that he thought was a bit awkward.

The smiling son realized the obvious nervousness of the rose. He thought he should calm the girl down.

"I believe you won't fuck around if we sleep in one bed. Moreover, I'm sick, you will not increase..."

The words of the Son were cut off immediately by the rose.

"You're really bad! Severe inner birth." said Rose

He didn't know whether to laugh or be angry. It is ridiculous to think of a rose. Roses help Putra move into his bed and immediately envelop the body of the Son to cover his chest.

"Wait here yeah, I'll get you some medicine first" said Roses.

"Alright, after that sleep, I'm fine." said the Son with a smile.

The rose quickly came out of the room, then returned with a medicine tablet and a glass of water.

"Thank you" said Putra after swallowing the medicine.

The rose nodded and placed the glass on the nightstand next to him. Slowly he stepped to the other side of the bed, his heart overwhelmed with doubts to sleep next to the Son. After taking a deep breath the Rose finally laid her body on the bed, a little awkward indeed. He deliberately lay on the edge of the bed like he was afraid of coming into contact with the son's body, not because of disgust or anything, but he was still too shocked by this situation. But if you think the Son is her husband, sooner or later it doesn't have to be like this. Hmmm!

"Good sleep and thanks again for the medicine." The son smiled briefly at the Rose before closing his eyes.

"Good sleep to you too" replied Rose turning her head for a moment.

The rose tilts its body in order to see the Son. Son's eyes are closed, maybe he's asleep, the influence of the Rose thought. The rose again took a deep breath, it was not too bad to let the Son be by his side. Son is a friend, husband, and now his girlfriend. A son can be anything he needs. Never imagined by the Rose could he have a man like the Son.

The son fell asleep on his back until the Rose could only see his face from the side. Secretly the Rose admired the line of the Son's stern face. His sturdy jaw, pointed nose, thin red lips. Son's hair fell apart around his forehead, Rose was tempted to pull the hair from the forehead of the Son but soon he removed the thoughts that made him feel sad.

What the fuck is this me? He was sick and I had a ridiculous thought aaaiiiiissshhhhhh

While the Son who has not been asleep is still faithful waiting with a feeling of raging erratically. It's screwed!

He waited for a long time until he heard a small breath from his girl. The rose fell asleep and the Son was happy finally the Rose wanted to sleep with him.

Do I have to eat shrimp and get sick, so you're willing to sleep with me. I would do it !

The Son carefully raised his arm so that he could shift the head of the Rose onto his shoulder. It felt unimaginable as the Rose's hand suddenly shot up into his stomach. The rose was not the only woman who had ever embraced it, but for the first time the Son felt great comfort. It was as if the Rose loved her and it was more than enough. A sense of calm and comfort makes him sleepy and asleep.

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Mornings

The rose awoke and almost jumped up in panic as it found itself asleep in the arms of the Son. His forehead creased, trying to remember the incident last night. Obviously he sleeps on the side, but when he moves to embrace the Son, because it seems impossible that the Son who does it, the Son will not dare.

As fast as lightning the rose edged to the edge of the bed, looking at the worried Son. The rose prays in the heart that the Son does not realize the intimacy between them. The movement of the Rose keeps the Son awake and opens his eyes. He saw the worried face of the Rose. Nervously and frantically the son asked.

"Is my rash getting worse?" The son immediately sat down and felt his face with a no less anxious expression.

Sontak Mawar laughed, looking at the panicked look on the face of the Son. All his anxiety and embarrassment were gone already.

"No... No" replied the Rose in the middle of his laughter.

The Son's face grew pale.

"God! I must be swollen." rusuk Putra getting panicked makes the Rose laugh more.

"I'm sorry" said the Rose as she eased her laughter.

"Then?"

"You're okay, you still look good to me."

Dazedly the Son stepped into the mirror and breathed a sigh of relief because his face was indeed not swollen, only a slight rash.

"You almost caused me to panic to death, what do you mean to wake me up with your anxious face." asked the Son.

The rose came down from the bed and answered,

"There's nothing, you're the one who made me almost die laughing at you." still with his laugh.

"You enjoying it?" asked the angry son as he walked closer to the Rose.

"I didn't mean it" said the Rose as she ran towards the bathroom feeling that the Son would return the favor.

Son smile.

This is the most fun way to wake up! Will this happen again tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and beyond

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Yuyun screeched as she saw Son enter the kitchen.

"What happened to you?"

"I'm getting into a bit of trouble with the shrimp that were present at the party last night."

The rose came to join in for breakfast.

"You want coffee?" rose Bargain.

"No thank you, I've gotten into trouble with the shrimp, I don't want to get in trouble from coffee and an empty stomach." replied the Son.

"You must rest the Son, avoid the wind and the cold will speed up your healing process." Yuyun looked at Putra with a concerned face.

"No way, I gotta keep working."

"You can't go out of the house under such circumstances. Everyone will run scared to see you. You must have pity for others." as Rose heard the Son still wanted to work.

"Yuyun and Rose are right, you don't have to work first, I'll check everything. You don't have to force yourself." Said Bambang while still focusing on eating his fried rice.

"I was treated like a sick man." Men's Complaints.

The rose widened her eyes.

"You're sick, so act like a sick person." growled Rose.

"Give up, but just so you know, I don't feel like I'm locked up in a house without doing anything."

"You'll rest and I'll watch over you." Rose chuckled.

"it would be very boring."

"hurry up to breakfast and take your medicine, don't complain any more." said the Rose.

"Every mistress Rose nugroho." seduced Son

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Sorry readers I just got up.

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