Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 92

"What magic did you use to lure me, Alea? Why am I helpless before you. I never relied on anyone else before. I used to do anything myself, but now I can't even sleep if you're not by my side. I'm a bit picky about food, but since I'm with you I can enjoy everything on my plate. Even the food I previously hated, I could swallow it and consume it without hesitation as long as it was made or brought by you. You turned me into a freak, Alea," he said with furrowed brows.

The fingers slide down, down the jaw, neck and stop at the collarbone. His jaw moved up and down as his gaze was fixed on my two rabbits. He closed his eyes. Then sigh. "You're driving me crazy, Alea" he said in frustration.

"I know it'll always be like this every time I get close to you, but I can't stay away from you either. It's very torturous but I still keep doing it over and over again, really stupid!"

"Should I just go?" ask me confused.

"If you leave then I die, Alea."

"Don't you say you're tormented if you stay close to me? I don't want to hurt you, Al."

Alan swallowed his saliva once more. His eyes are back open. "It's okay, I can still hold it. There's only a minute left anyway. Once we get married it won't be tormented anymore" she said with a smiling face.

"It's past midnight... Go to sleep" he said, hugging me tighter.

I closed my eyes, but did not sleep. I don't know why I'm still not sleepy, but it's very late. It was very quiet. There was no sound other than our breath taking each other. I looked up a little to see his face. Looking at the beauty that was plastered in front of my eyes in amazement.

How could there be such a perfect human being? seen from any angle and under any circumstances he always looks handsome. Even when he fell asleep like now, he was still charming.

"Al. "call me, shrewdly.

"Hmm" he murmured with his eyes closed.

I grabbed the end of the shirt. Squeeze the cotton cloth and also twist it. I wanted to ask, but I was a little hesitant. Afraid disturb him. He was already sleepy and wanted to sleep.

However, a moment later his eyes opened and asked while looking at me.

"What's wrong? Why not sleep?"

"I can't sleep" I replied. Still playing the shirt.

Alan moved quickly. Crawled over my body. It's like being push up. It's just that his foot hit my leg.

"What are you doing?" my question, surprise.

"Since you can't sleep, how about I fuck you?" he said with a big smile. "Evening sports are good for the body" he added.

"Basic bawdy!" I pushed him with both hands and rolled to the side. Changing my sleeping position that had been stretched to tilt. Looking back at Alan who was back lying next to me while laughing loudly. After her laughter stopped, she again wrapped her hands around my waist, hugging me from behind. Then put his head on my nape. Rubbing the tip of his nose into my skin.

"Al.." I said again.

"Hmm" he said in a muffled voice.

"We're getting married, right?" my friend wants to make sure.

"really. As soon as Grandpa gets home, I'll tell him straight away and marry you soon."

Unknowingly, both corners of my mouth were raised upwards, smiling. I feel relieved and happy at once.

"Before that.. Can you tell me all about yourself?"

"Don't you already know everything about me?" Alan asked back. "You know I'm an impatient person, pushy and spicy-mouthed. Besides, you even know what my shoes and clothes are. And most obviously, you know I'm very handsome, rich and also a genius" he said proudly.

"Not everything. I don't know who your family is and what they look like. Besides I don't even know how old you are?" I turned to face him. "You must be younger than me, right?" my guess. "Say... How old are you now? 25?"

Alan shook his head. "Wrong."

"Not 25?" repeated it. A little surprised because my guess missed. Not as usual, it is always right.

"No," he said.

I looked down while thinking.

"Then...what is 23?" I said, raising my face and looking at her again.

Alan laughed a little. "Did I look that young?"

"You are still young. Younger than me, of course."

Alan shook his head. "No. You're wrong, Alea. I'm four years older than you."

I looked at him with narrowed eyes. "Four years older than me? Hey.." I said, looking away.

"You don't believe me?" ask Alan.

What nonsense is he talking about. With that kind of cute face of hers she might be 32 years old. I'm sure no one will believe it either.

"I'm serious, Alea. I was born in 91, four years before you were born."

"really?" I looked at him again. While Alan nodded.

"Then show me your ID, let me see it?" I said while pointing my palm at him.

"I didn't bring it. It was on top, in my wallet," he said, patting my palm and holding it. Hook up our fingers.

"Take it then" I said.

Alan looks a little upset. His brows furrowed as he said, "Can't it be tomorrow? Don't you know what time it is? It's midnight, Alea. You need to sleep."

"Well, just relax, no need to be angry, soon old know," my god. Alan pursed his lips, pouting.

"I'm going to sleep now, good night, Al." I brought my lips closer to his cheek and planted a brief kiss there.

Instantly her thin lips were scratched. His face was radiant with pleasure. "Sleep well, my wife" he said before showering my entire face with a kiss. After that, we closed our eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, Alan was gone when I woke up. While stretching my body, I spread my gaze around. Surprised to find a digital clock on the nightstand that shows at half-twelve in the afternoon.

"God... I sleep like a dead man. Alan is no more."

I rushed down from the bed and ran to the restroom. There was no time to shower, so I just washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then change clothes and comb your hair in a hurry. After that, just leave the room.

Where's Alan now? Did he go back to town first?

Shit, am I in the house?