CONFESSION STONED
18. Morning Conversation

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By the way, this part is a little unsafe if read before breaking the fast.

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"Well... I want a story, but you don't get mad." Bara rubbed Dijah's back which he still hugged tightly.

"Hmmm" replied Colored in a mutter.

"I don't really cost. I live with my parents. Still complete. Both are professors at different universities. I have a sister who is married, two children. So if you could say, I'm now an only child at home."

He got up and sat staring at Bara.

"Home home, your parents will come back. I don't want to blame anyone anymore. I'm pretty tough actually." He turned his body against the wall.

"I'm so good, Jah, I'm an adult. Who's guilty of you? All my actions are my responsibility. Not anyone else," said Bara slowly.

Colored just silently still looking at the gray wall hung by the calendar illustrated by the artist of the past whose hair was high coaxed sprayed Barbara.

"Much to worry about. My life is not easy either. I don't want to drag you."

"Call me Jah..."

"I can't. I can't yet," cut the Sejah fast.

"OK-okay. I am not maksa. Sorry." Bara sat down on the bed and grabbed Dijah's shoulder to face towards him.

"I like you Jah, initially as my source made a thesis. But I do like you." Bara looked at Dijah who was now looking down at his fingers.

"You're just kasian. Now you are still confused by what you are feeling," said Dijah. "I'm confused by your attitude. You should know that women are always weak in feelings. I shouldn't be watching you either because I don't have time for gini-gini." The colonist dared himself to look at Bara.

"You know I just want to feel good with you, there are still many women out there who want me to get it easily. Not necessarily you."

"Well, why me?"

"Because I like you, I like Dul. Don't tell me I'm just kasian, who knows how I feel is just me Jah," Bara said a little offended by the pessimistic words thrown by Dijah as if he didn't deserve to be liked by someone.

"You're just kasian, you can't be different."

"No," replied Bara quickly.

"It should be if you catch a cold you go home, not even here."

"So you nyesel ngerokin me earlier?"

"Yes, no" replied Dijah.

"Trus said that? I'm here to see you. Cook you do not understand," said Bara.

"But you're not good if nginep here," said Sejah again.

"You told me to go home? Can't I be here?"

"Wait for your mother, where are you from? Keep answering what? Nginep in the house of the Colonized, the widow. Is that?" sergeant Colored.

"It has nothing to do with the status of the widow being colonized. It makes no difference. Just the same."

"Detep different," said Dijah again turned his face.

"Either."

"Different."

"I think I want to prove it? Now then? You want?" tara asked Bara again scooped up the face of Sejah with both hands.

"Want? Can you?" Bara repeated the question. Sejah was speechless staring at Bara who pierced him with a glance.

Then there was another knock on the door of the next room. Looks like Tini's guests. Bara and Dijah went silent.

"Maass... I'm kangen. How long?" Tini's voice was soon heard welcoming her guests. It turns out that night Tini's boyfriend returned to visit.

"I don't think I can sleep" Bara said slowly.

"You go home, you are lazy. I'm sleepy. I'm gonna change, I'm gonna go to bed." The colonized got up and Bara quickly held the woman's hand.

"I don't want to go home Jah, this mall I want to be here. If you want to change clothes, change. I'm not gonna squirm." Bara then returned to lay his body on the bed.

"Deciding something is easy, but living it is different. Don't be rash, your life is too good." Sejah then walked to the corner of the room lifting the shirt he used until it escaped past the head and dropped the shirt on his feet.

Bara can not be separated looking at the back line of the beautiful curved and ended up behind jeans. He then opened the closet door. Bara folded his hands under his head to be able to see the Seized clearly.

The colonized chest looks full and challenging behind her bra. This woman could soon kill him, Bara thought. It's not a mistake to be colonized, obviously this woman has asked him to come home.

Bara saw Dijah take a plain yellow outfit and started draping it over the head. Maybe it's negligent Bara thought guessing. After the clothes stretched to below his knees, Sejah released the jeans that he had been wearing since.

Bara's gaze had gone down watching the legs of the colonized leg which turned out to look long and slim. Erotic Angan Bara immediately imagined what it would be like if he stretched a pair of legs in front of him.

"Oh," murmured Bara slowly then rolled over covering her face with a roll. Bara felt that he was trying to get rid of her by torturing her first.

The eyes of the Bara virgin are now really poisoned with simple things that can usually be obtained in the coastal area.

"Hey! watchful... I want to sleep" said Dijah poking Bara's back. "Go home there!" pinta Colored.

"I don't want to..."

"Mas open too, chirp! I was naked from earlier, Mas play hape continues," said Tini from next door.

"Prophe Tin, you fell asleep. I'll go straight, " replied Tini's girlfriend.

"Say it will be directly Jah," said Bara.

"Direct what? Tabooed? Move over!" sergeant Colored.

"Don't throw me out, I want to be here. Talking to my mom tomorrow is my business." Bara looked at Dijah who was standing on the side of the bed wearing a shirt with a rope one that was below the knee.

"Your clothes are Jah" said Bara who still looked up to see Dijah. He had to be able to defend the bed in order for the colonists to surrender and accept it that night.

"Hot, my fan is just that much wind. This part of my room, want to be naked is also my real business," said Sejah a little ketus.

"I'm fine if you want to be naked like Tini, this is your room. You're entitled. I'm not okay. But I still want to be here," said Bara slowly.

"Wasahin used to be Mas, sick!" tini said slowly from the next room.

Bara then pulled the hand of Sejah until the woman half-slung over her body. Quickly Bara hugged the Seized body and hugged towards the right to place the Seized body side by side with the wall.

"We tried to sleep. If Tini is so often, I do not know how much you have gone through the nights of torment because of his voice," whispered Bara in front of the face of Sejah whose body was locked in a tight embrace.

"I'm ordinary," replied Dijah looking into Bara's eyes.

"I won't do it, if you don't want to. But if you want, I'm ready. When aja.." said Bara caressing cheek Colored.

"I belom once Jah.." continued Bara again. Bara's words made Dijah more interested to trace every inch of the man's face.

The palm of the hand was still in the chest where Bara's heart was beating. Bara just said he's never been. What do you mean Bara has never done as Tini is doing next door?

Bara's words made the feeling of being colonized even more agitated. Bara should be visible from this good family is not in the room seokostan

A simple sighing sound rang out from the ceiling. The embers who were still hugging Sejah above the three-foot-sized bed started to fidget. Their lips touched a little more, and Bara began to slowly again kiss the Seized lips.

Colored still opened his eyes to look at him, Bara was not afraid. He re-attached his lips and took a sip of Sejah's lips which slowly opened for him.

Unwittingly by himself, Dijah began to close his eyes and his hands moved slowly to the back of Bara's neck and scrambled the man's back hair.

This kiss is so intoxicating, thought Sejah. Since his school age, he has never kissed like that. Every little movement he made seemed to send out vibrations that produced the magnetic field.

The army has no power to refuse it. Bara dyed it moving. Raining the ears, neck, cheeks and lips. Colored did not even have time to breathe when pulling down the clothes rope attached to his shoulder.

Sejah opened his eyes and looked at Bara. "This is not true.." lirih Sewn between the breath and heartbeat that feels fast.

"I won't do anything. I want to see," murmured Bara with my eyes that have been overcome by lust.

Slowly but surely the fingers of Bara lowered two straps at once from the shoulders of the Sejah. Pulling down continued until his eyes found the sight he wanted to see.

Just a second and Bara did not have time to ask the owner of the body. He immediately kissed the chest that he felt had poisoned his brain since the first time he met Dijah.

Bara's staying there. Sweeping his tongue, a gentle sip of the chest peak until a subtle sighing sound came out from the lips of Dijah who was gripping his head.

Now, he is gone, thought Bara. It's like there's no way out. He had stepped into the woman's life and now he was bewitched by the pleasure he wanted to continue to live.

Unsatisfied with one side, Bara again lowered the other.

"Udah," said Dijah as he realized Bara was letting go of her right hand embrace and started to look down on her chest.

"Not yet, I still want to. Gini aja," said Bara then sip the top of his chest. Sealed closed his eyes. He was silent, meaning he did not mind what Bara did to him.

Seized fear of being denigrated, worried that Bara was playing tricks on him, but he was also worried that Bara left him. Seemed to feel himself cheap.

Yeah, he's been cheap. He was also selfish not to think about the fate of Bara later. He doesn't want to think about it now. Bara's tongue that was sweeping the top of his chest and sipping for a long time around the dark circles that had never even been used to breastfeed his child felt very intoxicating.

The embers pressed his body until his body was cornered on the wall. Countless how many red spots caused by small bites and hard suction Bara made all over the chest Seized the exposed.

Until finally Bara squeezed the buttocks of the Sejah quite hard and buried his face in the chest of the woman while shrieking softly, "Jeez Jah.." his breath was panting.

They slept together on the little bed until morning. Colored curled up in the arms of Bara who was still bare-chested. The fan, which was located on the floor, was still spinning tirelessly issuing an uncool wind to fill the room.

"Well! I'm going back home, my sister's coming today, I want to take care of her son for a while." Bara sat on the edge of the bed wearing her socks.

"Why then?" tanya Dijah who has finished bathing and is preparing to leave to meet Mbok Jum.

"I anterin you place Mbok Jum, but you go out of the room first. Tini sat in front of her room, I didn't dare. She must have said something, I don't feel good." Bara spoke softly while peeking at the gap of the door that opened slightly.

"Yes, I'm out first." He grabbed a plastic shopping bag and dumped his wallet and cell phone inside.

Sure enough, when Dijah opened the room door, Tini immediately turned her head.

"Eh Jah! So, how did you go yesterday? Tastier? How many times did you? I've been twice here." Tini spoke casually with a coffee cup in her hand.

Basic Tini slanderer thought Bara. It's still good if what he says is true, the problem is that it hasn't happened.

Bara then hurried out of the room and climbed on his motorcycle and wore a helmet quickly. Not to forget Bara immediately closed the dark glass helmet to avoid the look of Tini that felt intimidating.

"I'm leaving Tin, where Mbok Jum is!" said Dijah approaching Bara motor.

"Your mother is angry, Jah. The wind was out yesterday, wasn't it?" Tini giggled in amusement because of her own words.

Colonized only menengos do not want to serve the words of Tini because Bara has turned on his motorbike.

The To Be Continued.....