Widows Complex
16. 80% Promise, 20% Passion

The son did not answer Darwin's question, his eyes focused on Imelda looking so agitated because the effects of the drug still penetrated his body.

“Say the antidote to me!” pinta Putra was calm, although at this time his hand was eager to float a raw bogem into Darwin's face.

“The only antidote is just doing that relationship. If you do not want Imelda to be tormented, then let me continue this game,” said Darwin with his cruel face.

“Ck,” decak Putra, both of his legs stepped closer to the bed, his hands pulled a thick blanket, then wrapped the plain body of Imelda with a warm blanket.

“Hey, why are you wrapping it like that?” darwin was not happy.

“I will take him home,” said Putra with his flat face, both hands carrying the plain body of Imelda wrapped in a blanket.

“Pu-Silk, a-I can't take it anymore, it feels very disturbing me,” complained Imelda.

“Calm down, I will find a way to neutralize the effects of the drug from your body,” said Putra flat.

Unhappy to hear the words the Son wanted to take Imelda away with him, and his plan to make Imelda his slave failed. Darwin grabbed the drawer, pulled out a penknife, pointed it at the neckline of the Son.

“Put Imelda's body back, and you're out of this house. If you still insist on taking him away with you, then I make sure this gallant neckline will bleed fresh!” darwin threatened to start stabbing the tip of his knife, so that a drop of blood soaked the tip of the knife.

The son squinted his eyes, a line of smiles imprinted on his ferocious face.

“Please do whatever you want. But..” brought his face closer to Darwin's. The eyes meet each other. “But, I will make sure the business that is being handled by your parents is on the verge of collapse after the crime video of their favorite son doing something indecent like this.”.

“KAU!”

“Why? I just press this recording button to spread your deeds. Alright, I will give you 2 choices, get out of this house by running, or running from this house!” threaten the Son calmly.

Prang tang's!

Darwin dropped a knife on the floor as he ran out of the room, and Imelda's house.

Unable to bear the effects of the drug, Imelda cupped the face of the Son, kissing the lips of the Son greedily. The son fell silent, his eyeballs perfectly rounded, getting a surprise attack like this from Imelda.

‘My first kiss was taken by this woman! ma-mana was very greedy and made something strange spin around in my head. Nah! I won't let anything more happen to me. I have to let go...’ The inner murmur of the Son came to a halt as Imelda pushed the body of the Son down onto the bed stacked against each other.

“Imelda, what will you do to me?” son began to panic as the small hand began to creep into the sensitive part.

“A-I can't take it anymore, help me!” suhut Imelda trembled withstanding the growing turmoil.

“NO!” son shouted loudly, his body spontaneously carrying Imelda, bringing her into the bathroom, putting the tiny body slowly in the bathtub.

“Son, do you want us to play in the bathroom?” imelda asked, sweat started pouring down her entire innocent body.

“Sorry!” firmly Putra, his hand turned the tap of warm water so that the bathtub filled with warm water.

“Ke-why are you soaking my body like this? I-I just need..” Imelda's greeting came to a halt as Putra turned her back to Imelda.

“Sorry, I really can't help you to do that. Even if you are a widow, I will respect your sanctity. Take care of yourself, I believe you can do it yourself without adding new sins. I'm waiting for you outside!” obviously the Son refused hard.

Imelda fell silent, immersing her innocent body into the warm water bath, the look of her eyes pointing at the back of the Son disappeared behind the bathroom door.

Meanwhile outside the room.

“Dead me, fortunately I quickly realized and did not lulled anything after seeing very clear curves of the body, even the two twin mountains look chewy it was very tempting,” his gaze leads to the combat point looks tense. “Build happened. Where the build is wedged with a pants zipper, sore times!” continued the Son muttered.

In order for the combat point not to strain and call for prey, Putra decided to lay down her body, take out her flat object, open one of the Apps to watch an anime film, hoping to take her mind off.

“Son,” call Imelda see Putra asleep, her phone is still on with the anime film still spinning.

Imelda took a new blanket from the cupboard, enveloping the Son's body. Not wanting to waste a good opportunity like this, Imelda took her mobile phone, secretly she photographed a handsome face looking ferocious so innocent while sleeping.

Czechoslovakia!

Portrait sound from the phone camera makes Putra open both eyes, Imelda surprised spontaneously fell, sitting on the floor.

“Ma-sorry,” sorry Imelda is nervous, holding back the embarrassment of being caught photographing the face of the Son secretly.

The son did not answer, he sat himself down, his hand stretched out, pulled on Imelda's wrist, took her to sit next to him.

“Why is it only my face that you portrait?” taking a flat object from Imelda's hand.

Czechkekrek!

A total of 10 times with different poses Putra photographed them both. Although at that time Imelda was still wrapped in a towel and wet hair.

“It looks like the pose I chose is quite good,” said Putra while giving Imelda's phone to her hand.

Imelda was still silent in confusion, the rhythm of her heartbeat was completely unruly, so that once again Imelda kissed the Son.

“Stop!” firmly the Son gently pushed the body of Imelda.

“Ma-sorry, the end you are so adorable,” muttered Imelda honestly.

“I am not a child,” cetus Putra, he also moved from his seat, the look of sharp eyes lead to the happy face of Imelda.

“Why?” ask Imelda.

“I hate you for stealing my first kiss. I hope tomorrow after sunrise, you forget all about tonight. For you, from now on be careful to others, or the closest people. Hair is equally black, our hearts and minds no one knows,” the Son's message before stepping away.

“Sorry,” only that can be said from Imelda's lips.

The son did not answer, he began to step away leaving Imelda's room. However, his footsteps came to a halt as Imelda held down the Son's left wrist.

“What else is it?”

“A-I'm still afraid to sleep alone at home. What if Darwin suddenly came back and attacked me while I was fast asleep?” asked Imelda feeling uneasy.

“Ha,ah. Alright, I will accompany you to sleep. But you have to promise not to do anything while I'm asleep!”

“80% promise!” suhut Imelda nodded.

“20% more where?” ask the confused son.

“20% to be a desire that must be in pendam,” said Imelda.

The son could say nothing more, he could only repeatedly draw breaths to calm his heart and mind.

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