The Heart of Old Menjakaka
32. I'm tormented
Steven climbed up again, then scooped back Citra's lips full of naffsu. Citra responded with carelessness.
Feeling already very unbearable, Steven immediately released the kiss, he stood on his knees and took off his shirt, then slowly lowered his pants and made Citra round her eyes wide.
"Abkkhhh!" The image screamed hysterically and then covered his face as he saw clearly Steven's upright manhood standing in his direction. Not to forget the two hairy eggs hanging spoiled there.
Shouts of Successful imagery make Steven aghast and aware of what has happened. The man got off the bed and ran out of the Image room.
Steven closed the door of his own room violently. He slammed his body on the mattress and rubbed his face rough, slowly he felt his stiffened core. Very hard and he really wanted it.
It was excruciating, but once again Steven realized he couldn't do anything now.
"Abkkhhh!"
Imaged immediately aghast when he heard Steven's scream, the girl was in front of the door because she wanted to catch up with Steven. Her intention was to apologize because her husband had just left and was probably angry.
However, just now he was about to knock on the door—he heard a faint sound from inside there. His voice was like he was blabbering and it made him curious.
Slowly Citra lowered the door handle to open. He peeked and put his ear slightly closer to the side of the door.
Steven was lying on the bed, his entire face looking crimson.
'Is Om handsome really mad at me?' inner Image.
"Om Danu .. I'm really sorry after what just happened. But I want it so much" Steven said. The man grabbed his hair and punched the wall hard. His emotions were stirring, he felt so frustrated.
'Why do you apologize to Dad?' inner Image.
"Om .. Why did Om give me this kind of trust? I married her but I can't touch her?" Steven stared at the ceiling of his room with a bitter smile, he felt pain in his chest and core that was not successfully satisfied, even always he could bear to get out.
The image frowned, he felt confused by what the handsome man said.
'Faith? Touching? Meaning?' inner Image.
"Partner ..he was so seductive and he also teased me often. I should how? How should I keep this error from happening?" steven grumbled with overflowing emotions. "Promise Om .. Promise Om is very heavy. I'm .. I'm not strong, Om. I'm tormented!"
'A promise? What promise?' inner Image. He quickly closed the door when he found out Steven was moving from the bed to the bathroom.
The image returned to his room, then closed the door. Slowly he sat his ass on the bed.
Obviously, if Steven was so depressed and so emotional. All of that made a big question mark in his brain.
'First trust, second touch, third tease, fourth promise. What does all that mean? And what promise did you make to Om Ganteng until he got upset like that?' The image paused for a moment, then said, "Is there anything I don't know?"
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Next day.
The atmosphere at the dining table was quiet. Only the sound of forks and spoons clashing against each other on the plate. Steven seriously devoured the fried rice, his face looking lethargic and unexcited.
His attitude like that makes Citra curious about what Steven said last night. It felt like he asked, but Steven's very ugly mood made him undo the intention. Maybe he will get angry later.
"Enmm ... Om. Thank you last night," Citra said slowly while looking at Steven's face. The man did not look at her at all, the glare of his eyes only focused on food.
"Make what?" asked Steven in a flat voice.
"Shocked why?"
"Surprised, I just saw him for the first time. But why is Om's property so long and big, huh? There's still the same fur as an egg o'm."
"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Steven was reluctant to hear a series of frontal questions from Citra's lips, then quickly he was downing drinking water on a glass.
"Om why? Is Om okay?" The image touched the back of Steven's hand, but was instantly shifted by the owner. "Over night we actually did what the hell, Om? How do you open all clothes?"
'What kind of question is this? Didn't he ever ask me to do the first night? Last night almost happened and he himself did not know what we had finished? Silly once Image, too plain.' Steven then stood up and confirmed the suit and wiped the remaining water on his lower lip, it felt like he did not want to discuss the incident last night. That would make him hurt.
"Look off now, I have a meeting."
"Yes, Om." The image nodded obediently, he immediately ran into the room and then shortly returned with a backpack.
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On the way, Citra felt the cold. The cold is not because of the temperature of the AC, but rather with Steven's attitude.
The image looked at Steven's face closely. Don't smile, just look him in the eye. His voice was also so flat and only as important as speaking.
"Om why stay quiet from morning? Did I have the same mistake, Om?" ask Citra curious.
"No."
"Keep Om's attitude so cold? He also looks not excited. Is Om sick?" The image attached the back of his hand to Steven's forehead, and the man instantly put it away.
"I don't see the way, Cit. It will be hit."
"But it's okay, right?" ask Citra worried.
"I'm okay."
After a few minutes, the black car was parked in front of the gate. Before Citra came down, Steven immediately blocked the girl's arm to make her turn.
"Wear this, Cit." Steven stretched out his hand, giving the black knitting face to Citra.
The image's forehead flinched in wonder. "For what, Om? It's still morning, not hot."
"To cover your forehead."
"Not to be covered, Om. I don't have a problem." The image shook and then got out of the car.
"Don't be a prankster, wear this." Steven came down and pursued Citra who had stepped up, then immediately put the knitting-based skull on his head. "Let's get home later, and don't tell anyone if you're in an accident."
"Why really? Do you like those secrets?"
"I don't want them to think that if I hurt you, they must also cause you to crash and you must be honest. I don't want them - they know what else Gugun is, Cit. I also have no intention of harming you, it was an accident" Steven said with a serious face.
The image is silent and mangosteen. "Yes, but .. there's something I want to ask you about."
...Well ... Why scream anyway, Cit? failed 'kan 🙈...