The Heart of Old Menjakaka
52. Scent
Next day.
Steven slowly blinked his eyes when he heard the sound of sobbing that disturbed his sleep. After his eyes opened perfectly and his life had been gathered, then he turned to the side exactly where the voice came from.
It turned out that it was Citra who was crying, the girl curled up in a position to her back.
Steven rubbed his eyes. As if something was strange and what confused him was that the girl was without a thread. Just covered in blankets.
"Partner, why are you nang ...." Steven's words hang when the blanket covering his body is revealed due to the pull of the hand of Image. Instantly he was wide-eyed when he saw that his body was as innocent as Citra.
Steven was silent for a few seconds as he touched his head and remembered what had happened last night. And before long the trajectory of the moment was clearly drawn in his brain until his mouth reflex gaping. 'God! Did I touch Citra last night?'
Steven wasn't drunk at all. For the rest of his life, he had never drunk alcohol. But strangely last night he seemed to forget the land until the error occurred.
Steven immediately ran towards the bathroom just like that, no matter the assets were hanging spoiled.
Close the door tightly and then turn on the shower while sticking his back to the wall. His breathing was heard rising and falling, his heart pounding.
"Dad .. I'm sorry, last night I was so solemn. Can I touch Citra?" Steven grabbed his hair with regret. It felt like he was afraid, afraid that if Danu was angry over what had already happened. "Overnight The first image that seduced me, Dad. And ... mine is not very strong."
Steven's hand slowly descended on the core of his body, then grasped it and felt its tension.
"I almost went crazy last night for keeping him. Please forgive me. Don't be mad at me, just be angry at Citra. Because he's the culprit."
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Ceklek~
After a few minutes Steven finally came out of the bathroom, he was also wearing a long-sleeved shirt.
His feet slowly approached Citra who was still curled up on the mattress, even still crying. He sat down next to her and put away some of the children's hair that covered his wife's pretty face and slowly wiped away her tears.
"Why are you crying?" asked Steven gently.
"Dih, this Om is pretending to forget what? Last night Om was possessed and raped me," he replied Citra who returned crying.
Steven frowned, astonished at what his wife had said. "Rape what? I didn't rape you last night."
"What isn't? It was clear that Om raped me. Mine until it bleeds and it hurts."
The image unfolds the blanket and slowly widens both of his thighs to show Steven his possessions.
The intention of Citra wants the man to see for himself the act because now his own feels sore. But Steven actually rounded his eyes while swallowing saliva when the core of the pink body looks cracked and very tempting. Quickly he covered it back with a blanket, afraid that the caliph would return.
"I'm sorry, Cit. But I didn't rape you last night. We are married."
"What would it matter if not rape? Criminating me?" guess it.
Steven shook his head quickly. "No, because you keep teasing me, I'm a khilaf. Last night was our first night."
Sontak—Citra rounded her eyes wide, her mouth instantly gaping with her surprised rank. "Ja ... So, se—we made love last night?" terbata.
Steven nodded small.
The image immediately pulled the body slowly to sit down, he immediately embraced Steven's body and kissed his masculine-scented chest.
'What dream did I have last night until I could have sex with Om Ganteng? Then this is the sign that Om Ganteng already loves me, right? I managed to make her jealous and fall in love with me?'
The heart of Citra is pounding, the heart feels warm and like overgrown with some very many flowers. He was very happy, for him his wish had been realized.
"You take a shower now, I'll have breakfast." Steven let go of the hug, then cleaned up the messy-looking image hair.
"But I made the road sick, Om." The image touched hers while grimacing.
Without answering, Steven immediately carried her, then took her to Citra's room. The girl was surprised to get a treatment that seemed gentle and attentive. Really, the image melts more and more it is made.
"What breakfast do you want, Cit?" steven asked after lowering the girl in the bathroom. His innocent body was still covered in a blanket that Steven had deliberately brought.
"Burry it, will you?"
"okay." Imagra. Seeing Steven about to walk out, Citra immediately pulled his arm and tiptoed. Then he kissed Steven on the lips. Steven looked surprised for a moment, then quickly pushed the body of Citra away.
"Why, Om?" ask Citra with a frowning. Indeed Steven often stay away and avoid when he does things like that, but now it feels different. Because Steven is in love, why refuse?
"Om not smelling me? We kissed last night."
"Your lips stink, ile" Steven replied as he pointed at Citra's cheeks. There's an Iler there, it's dry and it looks crusty.
"This Iler is a combination of Iler Om as well." The image touched both of his cheeks which suddenly blushed.
"Just son, that's your own iler." Steven immediately went out of the bathroom.
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"Take this drug, Cit."
At the dinner table after breakfast, Steven gave a strip of medicine to Citra. Also with a small ointment in the form of toothpaste.
"And this ointment, then smear on yours that blisters," added Steven.
"What's the cure for, Om?" The image took the medicine, then read it. "Pill KB? How do I take the Pill. Why?" he looked at Steven in confusion. For some reason, the look on the handsome man's face looked gloomy, at breakfast Citra also noticed Steven like a lot of daydreaming. "Is there a problem?"
Steven shook his head quickly, then smiled faintly. "No, you took the pill so you wouldn't get pregnant. It's still college."
"Kok's pregnant? Why am I pregnant?"
"Last night we made love, you don't have to be weird. Time just doesn't know." Steven sniffed in annoyance.
"Any fucker can get pregnant? Said Om Gugun who could get pregnant having sex."
"That's just the image!" screech Steven loudly while hitting the table. His emotions suddenly rose.
"Sorry, Om. I don't know."
Steven poured water on a clean glass, then thrust it towards Citra. "Have taken the medicine, if not taken I'm a checokine."
"Yes, yes." The image immediately opened the medicine, then drank it with water.
'Hopefully this way Citra is not pregnant because of last night, ' Steven's mind.
"Drink every day in the same jam. Don't be late" Steven said.
"Are not overdosing on medication every day?"
Steven clucked then threw out his coarse breath. "Overdose it if you take all that medicine. One seed a day, no."
Ting~
There was the sound of incoming chat notifications on Steven's phone. After reading, it turns out the contents of the message are from Ajis. The guard of his apartment said that there were two girl friends Citra who were looking for Citra outside.
"Out is your friend, Cit. Come meet," Steven said.
"Who?"
"Maybe Lusi's the same as Rosa."
"Oh, okay, okay." Imagra. He slowly stood up, then limped towards the main door. Steven noticed the way the girl was walking that was a bit off. Also the look of his face that shriveled like holding back pain.
Whether he got a push from nowhere, Steven suddenly immediately ran up to him. Then take the image.
...Widih, abis dapet ration mah kek soft and attention times Om Ganteng 😚 What really love, Om?...