OLEANDER'S OBSESSION
The Story behind Night Butterflies

..."That's .. mom's favorite song. Every day, I listen to my mom singing that song." - Joey...

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"I'll give my whole life to, Om. Including the body" Joey said suddenly.

"Ohookk..." Rain choked listening to Joey as he was swallowing the food in his mouth. The adult man rushed to grab a glass of apple juice and sipped it.

"It should have been so from the beginning" murmured Rain softly without looking at Joey. The man put his drink back and he grabbed a fork to feed the paste into his mouth.

"But ...." Joey did not continue his words, instead he made Rain not so feed the pasta that had almost entered his mouth.

"I have a condition."

Rain raised his eyebrows while staring at Joey. The man put the fork back on the plate, then sat up straight facing Joey. "Say."

"Curtain! Turn to discuss the hose kang aja, directly horrin!" joey grumbled in his heart. The girl turned her lips around with an annoyed look on her face.

Rain waited quietly for Joey to say the conditions he would give. The man crossed his hands to his chest, leaned his body against the sofa and propped his right leg up the thigh of his left leg.

"First ..." Joey pointed his index finger at Rain.

"How many conditions are there?"

"Ih! Shit first, Om!" Joey became grumpy because the grown man cut his words.

"First, lose the cold nature of Om and let's communicate well. Am I the Night Butterfly that Om can use at any time without good communication between us?"

"Ck! You yourself made yourself into the Night Butterfly" Rain replied with a serious look. It seems that man was not joking.

"When did I become the Night Butterfly?!" joey said in a tone she didn't like.

"Fourteen years ago."

"Huh?" Joey frowned as he stared intently at the man before his eyes. "That time, I was a kid. Fourteen years ago, Om."

"Keep, why do little children like you want to use the song Night Butterfly?" asked Rain indifferently with a flat face.

Joey was stunned to hear Rain's question, which was like sticking a thorn in the wounded flesh. The look on the girl's face instantly turned sad and she was bowed down.

"It ... mother's favorite song. Every day, I listen to my mom singing that song. Hehehe," Joey laughed bitterly with teary eyes.

Listening to the simple answer the young girl in front of him, Rain suddenly felt guilty. Wasn't his mother gone when he was a child?

"Mother ... is a PSK who was forced to live his bitter life because of being raped. For him, it was also one of his search eyes in addition to ngamen. The one who raped her was my own father. So, mom was forced to marry dad because of my presence in her womb."

Rain fell silent, his throat choked listening to Joey's explanation that told him with an unflagged gaze of the bronze.

"Maybe Om wonder, how could a four-year-old little girl know such a bad reality?" say Joey again.

Joey chuckled while shaking his head. There was a tightness in his chest that he could not explain to anyone. This is the first time the girl has told a long story about her dark childhood. The dark events that he had been self-serving and the dark events that had been one of the reasons for hatred in the figure of his own father.

"Sometimes ... being the Butterfly of the Night was not entirely their wish. There's a tragic story behind it that we never knew. It might even be, it was the only last road they had to go on with this harsh life. Their lives ... many are unlucky. I'm just lucky to meet someone as good as Om."

"At least one, pervert," Joey continued in a slow voice and whispered.

"I heard," said Rain. The man heard that Joey said it 'humidified'.

"Hahaha.. right?"

"Next condition?" Rain tried to shift the subject. He was really haunted by guilt because all this time he had assumed that the girl in front of him was the Night Butterfly just because of the song that the girl brought.

"Second .. Let me spend sen-"

"No!" cut Rain. "That's never going to allow me."

"But 'kan-"

"When I say, no. It means, always no!" refute Rain with a loud voice. The man was only worried that the girl in front of him had become unkempt and was experiencing danger from staying out of his watch. For Rain, the young girl is still young and needs good supervision so that nothing happens to her. Although the girl would spread her thighs on a man, then the man was her. No one can interfere with his decision on this one.

Joey looks more and more sad. It seemed like there was no longer any chance for him to be freed from the supervision of the adult man in front of him. The girl felt that her life would be stressful if she were to be on the same roof as the cold man.

"Next condition?" rain's heavy voice broke the silence a moment after he said no to Joey's second condition.

"Actually one. Because the key to all the conditions I give is communication," Joey explained with a sigh.

"I just want us to communicate well. Like, I asked you something, Om answered it well. Not just being quiet and not responding to anything. Because, through communication we will know each other who we are. And maybe I'll be a little more comfortable with the guy who'll take ...."

"OKAY. I accept the terms." Rain Say. "Come, now we start the conversation. Mumpung is still in the hotel, with this soothing feel, it seems like a good time to take the"

"Ih! Oh, om. not right now. Step by step, Om. And I've never seen that in person, so .. I'm still scared."

Rain stood up from his seat. The man walked over to Joey.

"What do you want?"

"Have you never seen it in person?" answer Rain flat. The man started unbuttoning his pants.

"O-om, I don't mean gini!" Joey covered his face with both hands. The girl's face suddenly reddened like a boiled shrimp.

"Yaudah, just touch it from the outside. Say hello to my junior" Rain said. The man did not button his pants, instead, he showed a large bulge that seemed to be tight behind the black pants he was wearing.

"Ih! Om! How perverted!" tekik Joey who was still reluctant to open both hands. The man in front of him was completely perverted, so perverted, he had lost a vein of shame!

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SERIATE...