The Talc of Nyai
Dream Trap

The door of Tiara's house was tightly closed, the sun was right overhead as Bu Rus and Bu Irah sat on the terrace. Enjoying the breeze accompanied by fruit rujak with spicy sweet spices.

"Jeng, that's see that Tiara trying to get in and out of the house has been to the confused people!" said Ms. Rus while putting a piece of guava into her mouth.

"Well yes, I saw him talking to himself as his own smile. Soyo suwe kok ketoke Tiara ngedyan!" Mouth bu Irah coolly chew pieces of mango fruit that has just been cut small. (for a long time crazy Tiara!)

"I ki sakjane(actually) want to know what is Tiara's bapake! Denger-denger he's the retail boss in the plaza anu it? Not really?" Ms. Rus drank the iced tea they deliberately made as a companion.

"Lha mbuh, I'm yo no weruh jeng! Iha wong mome never told me the same!" replied Bu Irah relaxed, he coolly cut the red guava for additional fruit on the plate.

"Lha sampeyan used to deket to same Bu Fani?"

"Well, it's just that he died!"

The two neighboring mothers of Tiara resumed the conversation while enjoying the breeze of the afternoon. A middle-aged woman with her hair full of hair roll in a frenzy approached. He looked at the situation.

"Eeh jeng Irma, what the hell is the new cake to meet the devil?!" Ms. Rus asked as she continued to chew the fruit in her mouth.

He is seen stalking Tiara's rented house and then sitting with Ms. Rus and Ms. Irah. 

"Eh, you know there's a strange incident at the stop!" ms. Irma's eyes glanced at something extraordinary.

"Opo to kok a splash!" Rus' mom started to get curious.

"That's it said last night there was a ghost bus sighting and you know who didn't get off that bus, that Tiara!"

"Eh, seriously jeng?! How's trus?" Miss Irah asked.

"My son was told by his friend, they saw the same eyes of the head of his own Tiara was actually getting off the medeni bus (nakutin) that you know jeng!" ms. Irma's hand plucks pieces of fruit that are given sambal.

"Not that, jarene ki si Tiara koyo wong bloated! By the way dewe karo canengar cengir racks nggenah press omah kuwi!" continued Ms. Irma again.

"Well!" Ms. Rus and Ms. Irah were compactly surprised, they looked at each other.

"Tenane ki jeng, what's up?" Ms. Rus tried to ascertain the truth of Ms. Irma's story. (it's really jeng, not a lie, right?)

"He swore in a shower, I jeng! That Matane witness is not just my son's friend!"

"Well, that's the Tiara! Wes koyok mamae, ora nggenah!"

"Lha kok dadi nggowo ibue to jeng!" Ms. Irma again plucked the pieces of fruit and poured the iced tea into an empty glass.

"Lha yes, I'm also rodok nganu! Until you want to be the boss' mistress, which natane? Sugih yo ora even fucked up! Finally, they are their children. I don't, I'm not abandoned!" Bu Irah sneered at the Tiara family nonstop.

Ms. Irah chattered about many things she had heard from Tiara's neighbors in the previous place. They didn't care what if Tiara heard it. No child asks to be born in a Tiara-like state. The destiny line sometimes goes against human will.

"Eh, I think I saw that he had a guest, right?" Ms. Irma recalled the intention of her arrival earlier before she was busy gossiping.

"Guests? The hell time, we've been sitting here not to see if anyone's coming. Indeed, he had opened the door but trus .. eh yes, cengengesan dewe to jeng Rus? Didn't you see that?" Ms. Irah asked Ms. Rus while remembering the incident earlier.

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, then went back to gossiping nonstop. They did not realize from a distance that an invisible figure was watching them. His red eyes were defiant, waiting for the right moment to avenge their actions.

Bayu does not accept if Tiara is used as a gossip for the underworked mothers. He growled from behind the dark and promised to avenge the three. No one can hurt his girlfriend, no one.

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The door of Tiara's house was locked from the inside, Bayu did. He wanted to take care of Tiara in his own way. Tempting and gaining Tiara's heart to obtain the human tribe as her strength.

Bayu looked at Tiara's face which to him looked very beautiful and voluptuous. His passion was stirred just by touching Tiara. His heavy breathing sounded rough. Bayu intends to re-tempt Tiara in his subconscious.

Bayu pulls Tiara in the embrace of his passion. In his dream Tiara did meet Bayu, they were running around in the vast meadow with charming twilight. The romantic atmosphere deliberately made Bayu so that Tiara dissolved in his illusion.

"Tiara, you're so beautiful." praised Bayu as the two were tired of running.

Tiara smiled and framed Bayu's handsome face. "You're also very handsome."

The eyes meet the eyes that finally come down admiring the pseudo-perfection that Bayu created. A tempting kiss is given by Bayu at the corner of Tiara's lips. The originally gentle kiss turned wild and demanding. Bayu skillfully explores the possessive soft lips of Tiara.

Bayu's hands begin to tease and explore the front of Tiara's body. Infiltrate behind the thin cloth covering Tiara's body. One******** escaped from Tiara's mouth. A pleasure he had never felt.

Tiara deepens in kissing Bayu pressing Bayu's back head to get deeper into exploring with her tongue game. The roar of breath hunted down from the two, enjoying every sensation of passion that burst to the surface.

Bayu begins to remove the Tiara's body-covering cloth, as well as Tiara who aggressively does the same to Bayu. They wrestled, touched, rubbed and stroked sensitive points that further burned the passion of both. Until both get their release.

Tiara is lulled in the desires Bayu creates. He followed whatever Bayu's will, doing it again and again tirelessly. In his dreams Tiara repeatedly get the release that he never felt, he continues to mend*s*h and hard*ng favors under the Bayu confinement. Tiara is caught up in her subconscious pleasures.

A few hours later, Tiara woke up feeling unusually tired. The blanket covering his body was thrown a little away from him. Her clothes were a mess and there was a bit of discomfort down there. 

"I'm having wet dreams again? Bayu?" Tiara searches for Bayu's whereabouts. But there was no one at home but him.

"What's going on? Is it possible that Bayu did it before leaving?" 

Tiara sat limp, she felt fooled by Bayu. He was afraid that Bayu gave him something to fall into a deep sleep and Bayu did something he should not. But Tiara's suspicions on Bayu are broken.

"The door is locked from the inside, there is no one at home. I locked the door, right?"

Tiara tried to remember but was unable to. He felt his own body, "The touch felt so real,"

He touched the wet lower part of his body, "Truly wet, such a real dream."

A smile rose on Tiara's thin lips. Although it was only a dream but Tiara enjoyed it. Lonely Tiara, poor Tiara.

He no longer cares about the bruises that appear and disappear by themselves after some time. His mind dissolves in the charm of Bayu who greets him naughty in dreamland.

Bayu smiled seeing Tiara bewildered. The girl is now his. "A little bit more you'll be tied to me forever!"