Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 87's

While Alan was taking a bath, I laid myself down on his soft bed. My eyes swept around, watching his three-fold room in the house we shared. The vastness of the room has its own dressing room.

Like a store, dozens of clothes neatly arranged in a long closet in the dressing room. Some clothes such as shirts, sweaters or jackets and suits and pants hanging material using a quality hanger that is guaranteed will not damage the fabric. As for shirts, jeans and shorts appear folded and neatly arranged.

Hundreds of men's shoes with various models neatly arranged in the glass cabinet. Starting from the pantofel, slip on, sneaker to boots is there.

In addition to wardrobes and shoes, the room also has two display cases displaying dozens of ties of various colors and motifs, as well as several luxury watches worth hundreds of millions to billions.

Turning from the dressing room, near the bed was a small table that had three drawers. On it is a photo with a gold frame.

I got up and approached the table. Look at the photos that get my attention closer. The photo depicts a young woman with a very adorable little creature. In the photo, the woman smiles happily while looking at the camera. While the baby boy who was on his lap seemed to be crying. Like a duckling, the baby boy looked very cute in a jumpsuit with a kapucong that wrapped his entire body from foot to head. Only his face is visible. Her rosy round cheeks poked out.

"What are you doing?"

I quickly looked at the source of the voice. Alan had just come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His right hand was raised upwards, wiping his wet black hair using a small towel.

"Who are they, Al? Is this you?" I asked while pointing at the photo.

Alan walked over and took over the photo in my hand. "True, it's me and my mom" he replied, softly. His face looked sad as he looked at the photo. Even her eyes were glazed.

I grabbed her face with both hands and stroked her cheeks gently. "What's wrong? why did it suddenly become so sad?

Alan placed the photo in his right hand onto the table. While his left hand was raised upwards, grabbing my hand that was caressing his face. Then kiss it for a while and hold it. "none. I just miss him." Although he said with a smile, but still his eyes could not lie.

"If you miss her, then meet her soon," I suggested. "By the way your mother lives here too, doesn't she Al?" I said a little doubt. Since we arrived, I haven't seen any of his other families, none of them. I have covered one third of his house. I wonder if his family would rather spend time in the room? or the... Are they outside and not back yet?

Alan pulled me closer to him, then hugged me tightly. His head is resting on my shoulder. "How do I meet him? my mother is in heaven now."

My heart stopped beating. So surprised by his words just now. So her mother is dead? It's just that he looks so sad.

"Sorry," I said later.

Alan took off his embrace and looked at me with a smiling face. "You're not wrong, why apologize?" he said while ruffling my hair.

"I make you sad."

"True, you do make me sad" Alan admitted. Waves of guilt swept back at me. I looked down, staring at my intertwined fingers.

"Because you've made me sad, shouldn't you be responsible now?" recited

Alan's hands landed on my waist. "Kiss me, that way I won't be sad anymore."

I was silent for a moment, hesitating. Although we have kissed a lot, but all this time Alan was the one who started first. Now that he asked me to kiss him first, I was a little embarrassed.

"Wouldn't you?" alan asked with a disappointed face.

I grabbed his shoulder, then tiptoed and kissed his right cheek.

Instantly, her pale lips cracked. With sparkling eyes he said, "Here too." Alan tilted his head and pointed at the other cheek.

I came back on my tiptoes and kissed her once again. "Is that enough now?"

"No. Still less." Alan moved his left hand to my nape. The other hand is still on my waist. He leaned over a bit, aligned our posture and began to kiss me. His tongue roams every corner of my mouth. Sipping my upper and lower lips, alternating.

"Now is enough," said Alan after removing his kiss.

I was still standing with gasping breath, while Alan had already passed into the changing room. When he came out he was fully dressed. Wearing black shorts and plain t-shirts.

"No shower?" tanyakanya.

"I want to, but don't bring a change of clothes."

"There's a lot of clothes in there, you can wear anything." Alan pointed at the dressing room with his chin.

I glanced at him while saying inwardly. Did he forget that our genders were different? Besides he's too tall, all his clothes must be long if I wear them. "No. Take a shower when you're home."

"Do you think we're at the hotel?" He said with raised eyebrows. "we're home now" he added.

"I mean at your house. The house we live in is A" I explained.

"Who told you we were going home? We're staying here tonight."

"But..." I was about to protest, but Alan was out of the room.

"Let's go down, I'm hungry" he shouted.

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