
..."You have grown into a beautiful girl, as beautiful as my favorite Oleander." - Rain...
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Behind the thick blanket of warm white, Joey looks good in his beautiful dreams. The girl fell asleep in the warm embrace of Rain's burly hands and chest. The comfort he had never felt before.
โLoh?โ Joey suddenly opened his eyes.
The young girl was shocked when she saw the man in front of her. A stranger and a man he saw for three days in a row.
โOm Rain?โ inner Joey.
His eyes went around with a stiffened body. Wanting to scream when he found his body was not wearing a thread, especially now he was in the arms of a single man who had been obsessed with desecrating him. Even though the man was wearing a shirt and pants, there was still a sense of worry that haunted him.
โI haven't stained you, relax,โ murmured Rain suddenly. His eyes were still closed and his hands were still tightly hugging Joey's body.
Joey's stunned. Unintentionally, he recalled the incident this afternoon. The incident where the man he loved so far, apparently did a plan to trap him and snatch his chastity. Even the man had the heart to put the war medicine in the drink he gulped.
Without feeling it, tears slowly wet his cheeks. There was a disappointment that he could not express. Deep disappointment in the man he had been proud of. His heart was completely broken and shattered into pieces.
"Be strong" said Rain. The man said a simple sentence but felt warm in the chest. Warmly, Rain gently stroked Joey's head and carried the head to his chest.
"Hiks... hyks...."
Joey cried as his face sank into Rain's chest. The girl spilled all her grief and disappointment in the form of tears. For some reason, at this time he did not feel the slightest fear when he was in Rain's arms, even though the man was always trying to desecrate him.
"Why, Om?" joey asked as she sobbed in Rain's arms. "Why don't you take a chance at a time like this?"
"When, Om's been obsessed with my body all this time?" mumbling Joey shivering. His voice was hoarse and he sounded desperate.
"I can take care of your body whenever I want."
"Certainly, why not just in the middle of me under the influence of drugs?"
"Something precious, must be treated well and special."
"Something precious?" Joey raised his head to look at Rain.
This was the first time the young girl had seen Rain's calm face. During this time, there were only two expressions inherent in his memory. Cold and perverted. But not this time. The man's face was so shady and warm.
"Hmm" dehem Rain said.
"Huf! It's cold, it's ice!" chirps Joey while again lowering his face krena sulked.
The girl clucked bitterly because she thought Rain was a warm man. Because, just after he thought that, Rain again answered his question with just a deheman.
"Look at me" Rain said, holding Joey's chin up and pulling him up, so Joey's head was slightly raised staring at him.
"Still groaning on condition yes-"
"Bloom perfectly" Joey cut.
The corner of Rain's lips lifted next to her as her words were cut off by the girl in her arms.
"Aww!" choke Joey as his nose is pinched by Rain. "It hurts, Om!"
"I still want to know now! But I don't know what that means" Joey whined, upset that his nose was pinched.
"You have no conditions."
"Huh? I don't know what to mean, Om."
"For these fourteen years, you have tried diligently and your efforts have now borne fruit. In fact, you have grown into a beautiful girl, as beautiful as my favorite Oleander."
Hearing the warm, meaningful remark, Joey was suddenly embarrassed by the reddened face. He did not understand the tickling feeling of what was raining down on his chest at this moment.
"Ck! How many women are om dreadful!" chirps Joey origin. The girl tried not to be fascinated and consumed by the seduction of crocodiles in front of her eyes.
"Areally, I'm a cheap guy who used to fight thousands of women?" said Rain with a flat face.
"Yes, who knows, right? Especially so far Om in America, can only Om gombalin women who attract the attention of Om, continue to bring Om deh them to the bed Om!"
Yoke!
The girl's wide forehead was suddenly flicked by Rain. "You think my bed can be climbed by just anyone?"
"Who knows?!" Joey is still parsimonious about his argument.
Rain did not respond to Joey's words, instead, the man clutched the girl's body tighter into his arms.
"O-Om .. i-it ...." Joey did not dare to continue his words.
"Be quiet, if you don't want to be raped."
Joey suddenly swallowed his saliva as Rain spoke the stale word. He was made unsettled in the arms of the adult man, because the girl felt something hard pressing her thighs down there in the blanket.
"Omm?" call Joey again.
"Hm."
"When's Om coming home, Om?"
Joey was surprised when suddenly the man pushed his body backwards and looked at him sharply. What gripping look is this? In fact, he only wondered why Rain never went home.
"Excused?" ask Rain. "You going again?"
"No-no, Om. I'm just curious."
"the target! If you leave again, I will never hesitate to tie your hands to the bed and lock you in the room. In fact, I'm going to make you give birth to my son every year until your menopause comes!" threaten Rain with a scary look. The man was completely obsessed with the young girl who was in front of him.
"Even if I could love, Om. But .. k-we can't be together" Joey said stammeringly.
"I am a beggar, while Om is the son of the number one richest man in Southeast Asia. A-let alone ... our age is much different," continued Joey with a pushy look.
"Stay away! Once it's mine, it'll forever be mine."
Rain who was previously warm and full of affection, is now back to being a man who is areogant and cold. A man who is selfish and only attaches importance to his own desires. No matter what others say, the girl still belongs to him.
"Don't forget! I went back to Indonesia because I wanted to take the things I've been paying for!" censure Rain with a cold look.
"Things?" joey asked with a face that slowly began to change, implied deep disappointment as she listened to Rain's words earlier.
The girl did not accept when she was likened to an object. Is it that low as him?
"So, all this time Om equates me with an object? Ck!"
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