The After One Night
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Like a small rocket, the light from the huge fireworks flocked up into the sky. They burst out emitting their rays then scattered in all directions.

Cheryl, Ciko and Sandy stood looking up to see how beautiful this artificial panorama was.

After returning from the nightclub, Sandy accidentally invited Cheryl and Ciko to walk down a small road located on the banks of the Thames.

Towards the morning dawn, if you are lucky usually the place presents some exotic fireworks.

Sure enough, Sandy, Ciko and Cheryl found this beautiful scenery when they took a small walk on the banks of the river.

"Uaaahhh, fireworks are like they have no burden. Fly and then vapourize his joy up there." Cheryl smiled sweetly as she spoke that word.

"But notice after they release the light, one by one they all dim. A speck of light then dies no longer." Connect Sandy.

"Hu'uh, pity." Ciko.

Cheryl lowered her face. "And maybe that's also what I'm rasain, now, hope is as if it's no longer available." Sluggishly.

"Lo got a problem?" Ciko replied later.

Cheryl shakes. "I'm not too important to talk about. But I know enough that humans can't just blow up incandescent before time. Believe it or not, we'll be dimmed after that. Even to hope for yourself is too hard." Watered back.

Sandy chuckles. "In life, let there be no words of despair. Although the incandescent has dimmed, believe me, the remnants of the overflow of the sparks will still be remembered."

Cheryl smiled faintly. "But in history, no ridge has managed to make the moon remember its longing. I likened the fireworks that erupted and dimmed. Dare to burn when not ready to burn. Conscious or not, I've grabbed the dark just for a spark that was enjoyed for a moment, but after that I've lost the world."

"Ryl's." Ciko hugged her best friend. "Lo again why the hell? What's the problem?" Ask.

Cheryl shakes. "Nothing, I don't have a problem. I should have lived without problems because I had your friends."

Sandy smiled as she hugged the two women. "We're going again." Bring along.

The three continued their journey on foot. "Taxi!" Arriving at an intersection they find a taxi ready to deliver it.

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Somewhere else. The storm was busy pounding his legs. An agitated, shabby, gulled roar as if it was scratched all over his handsome face.

A few minutes ago, the taxi he was riding in passed Ciko, Cheryl and Sandy.

The storm recalled how Cheryl clasped Sandy's hand as she walked down a small road on the banks of the Thames.

Cheryl looks comfortable, safe, serene when with her best friend. And somehow there was a strange taste that sprung from inside him.

His eyes kept staring at his CCTV screen. Hope Cheryl gets home before the sun rises.

"You're not sleeping Bai?" A gentle touch coiled up on his stomach. Eveline's cheeks stuck to the back of his field. "I'm so sleepy." Add Eveline.

"You usually sleep alone." The storm took off her lover's embrace, then turned to look at the woman.

Eveline teased with her thin nightgown. "You really don't want to touch me before we get married?" He touched the chest of his beloved field with a meaningful look. "You're too sweet Bai." Sluggishly.

"Come to sleep." Wryly, the Storm clicked his tongue. He again brushed off the gentle touch of the beautiful woman he has been dating for the past seven years. "Sleep in the room, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep outside." His word.

"Why are you not together?" Eveline began to raise her voice.

"You know I'm gonna sleep alone with somebody." Resist Storm.

Unreasonable reasons always Eveline heard from her lover's sensual lips. "Later after marriage we must sleep together Bai."

"But not now, right?" Sela Storm.

Eveline smiled bitterly. "You're the strangest man I've ever known!" He turned his body before walking arrogantly towards the main room. In fact, even Eveline's room door closed hard.

Brakkk...

Back The storm continued pacing his legs. When tired he rested for a while and then did it again.

Precisely at four in the morning, his CCTV screen displays the figures of Ciko, Sandy and Cheryl.

Ciko entered his apartment. Sandy waved her hand before she sank behind the elevator door again.

The storm opened the door of his apartment. He approached the beautiful girl next door. "Chery."

Seeing the Storm, Cheryl rushed to open the door of her apartment. He had to get in before there was a dull squabble between them.

"Have you started getting comfortable with Sandy apparently?" The storm sipped the girl.

Cheryl went inside but the storm came in without permission. Brakk! Door slammed closed.

"Go!" Cheryl screams.

"No way!" The storm was no less screaming.

"Get out!" Cheryl hysterical. His body shook violently. He was not ready to be touched by the young man. Just one night, Cheryl did not want to repeat her mistake.

Storm's blocking Cheryl's arm. "Sandy is my best friend. Would you walk with her after sleeping with me?"

"Why do you always remember me about those painful memories?" Cheryl screamed loudly. He was still unable to move from the wound, but the Storm continued to add to his pain scratches.

"So you can be self-conscious. You've been with me. It's not worth your way with another young man!" Hardik Storm.

"Then you're alone? Free to walk with anyone?" Cheryl chuckles annoyed.

"You knew I had a boyfriend before that night!" Resist Storm.

Cheryl chuckles. "Then should my life be ruined and you're still free with your lover?" The screech.

Furious, the Storm blocked both of the girl's arms. "You think I'm okay after that night huh? I'm not okay Ryl! You're trying to move away from me after making me opiate with this." Forcing, the Storm lands an intoxicating kiss on her Cheryl blushing lips.

"Quite Storm!" As Cheryl muttered, her anger exploded. The crying broke. "I'm not your lady Storm! Stop your obsession with me! You can look for another woman who deserves to be your interlude! You can get the girl you're willing to take on an impingement when you want to protect your lover from your crimes!"

Storm frowns. "You misunderstood Ryl." Sluggishly.

"What misunderstood? Obviously, you made me your jallang!"

"Ryl!" Storms wailed. "Get me talk!" After a long silence, he returned to his voice.

"That's what a storm really is! That's what happened to me. Actually I could have been your woman for my inner satisfaction. But I gave up because I realized my feelings were too sincere to serve as a mistress!"

"Chery."

Cheryl squeezes hair on both sides of her head. "Stop said my name! You never even glanced at me even though every day I kept following you like a germ!"

"Cheryl Arsha!"

"Enough and get out of here!" Cheryl pushes Storm's body out of her apartment.

"We still need to talk about this." The word storm is back. "Ryl!"

Brakkk... The door closed with a very hard slam.

"Hiks." Cheryl was so overwhelmed that her body slumped and sat on the floor. "I'm not your lady Storm." Sluggishly.

"I'm Cheryl Arsya the daughter of the esteemed Dhyrga Miller." Cheryl stunned. Does that sentence deserve a curse after her maiden days were destroyed in one night?

...Good-natured mentemen, Pasha can ask for support by giving a rating of five right? If nothing is okay, just don't give judgment disappointed......

...You can give me bad judgment if my writing is not connected or a lot of typo......

...I think if you're judging badly because Cheryl sacrificed herself for the Storm, it's unethical because that's the conflict I'm talking about here....

...Which is not one server, find another reading that the main character is a holy and honorable woman because in this story, the main character of the girl is not the right woman... Hehe, salanghae... 🙈...