A Piece of Broken Wing

I hurt when I look into your eyes

"some people when gently rubbed his hair, but instead his tears that fell down immeasurably"

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Nisa cursed herself at this time her shamed veins had been cut off since she had been in a relationship with Ibra. somehow she had no contact at all when Ibra forcefully called out to her something.

while being engrossed with his thoughts Ibra came out of the bathroom looking his wet hair with a towel wrapped around his belly. "ah my goodness he is very handsome" his inner.

"why look at me like that? as if you were going to eat me." Ibra said, with a reflex Nisa immediately turned to look the other way.

"i'm just kidding baby, of course I like it and would be happy if you ate me" Ibra said with a teasing smile.

Nisa really does not think she can casually talk perverted with a man mature.Suddenly Ibra flipped her body, and somehow Ibra was fully dressed.

"what? what do you want ?" nisa was surprised.

"wearing your clothes dear what do you want me to do?"ibra teased her again.

"mas just come out, I want to be like this while please yes." replied Nisa by begging.

"we haven't eaten, baby, after wearing clothes we will eat." Ibra said again.

"twenty minutes from now, please!"said Nisa, finally Ibra agreed and left her alone, Nisa saw the package that Ibra brought earlier turned out to contain some nanya wear and her device. how Ibra bought all this while he was a man plus his size that fit his property.

by holding back the pain slowly Nisa wears her own clothes"ah this shit is very difficult how her way."his curse when going to hook her br* behind, n, then he tried her from the front and succeeded after successfully putting on his own clothes he felt relieved and took a deep breath.

It's true my mother said I didn't fit in at all out of town, life here is too cruel for me who uses too many feelings and also the heart so it is difficult to distinguish where to joke and where to love.

when was the last time I could lie to myself by hiding behind my wounds? lately I feel more fragile some things I don't want always come for no reason. Oh yes this is indeed one of the places that Reza told her first, first, I hope Reza doesn't live around here no matter what happens if I see her again, not until I really have to act out of my control. why did he come teasing me at such an inopportune time what did the old man say? om-om's ? who is he? damn she thinks I'm a paid woman carelessly saying my taste is bad. but when she remembered the sentence Reza said to her her heart ached and did not accept the tightness and she wanted to cry again."hold on come on she's useless to you Nisa." I'm totally innocent he left me, right? he said he wanted to end without giving me a chance to explain if now I am happy with the others what is the problem?

ah it feels like I want to go home and hug mom comfortably I really don't fit in here this is too hard for me to be so mushy. Nisa keeps talking to herself while Ibra is waiting for her at the dinner table.

"it's a long time ago" Ibra said from behind the door that had opened and she had seen Nisa dressed perfectly sitting on her bed.

"mas eat alone yes, I want here I'm sleepy and also tired" said Nisa while moving and laying her body on the bed. Ibra looked at Nisa who was not excited to feel guilty all happened because of her, her intention to make Nisa feel impressed and also happy but the opposite happened.

"eat first here I can be alone" Nisa said as she pulled her body from the bed and asked for the medicine that was in Ibra's hands. But Ibra was just silent he immediately treated the wound on the hand next to Nisa saw it did not sound Nisa actually felt goosebumps"he why? is he angry at me? but why ?" inner Nisa, without saying again ibra put the medicine on the table and passed and then closed the door. Nisa just gawked at the back of Ibra who had disappeared from her sight a few seconds ago.

Ibra had no appetite nor did she eat her food, she contacted someone who used to clean her house to come tonight.

"excuse me Mr Ibra I have cleaned everything, tomorrow morning I will come to cook I ask for this one key to take home ya fear later the master is still sleeping when I come here"he said softly.

"yes ma'am just take it, oh yes please food at the table is taken home just mubazir later no one eats." Ibra said as she passed to the balcony.

while Nisa felt unbearable and curious about being let down by Ibra, already two hours ago Ibra left her room. but also Nisa has not returned nor can she sleep because thinking about Ibra who is now where. finally Nisa decided to look for him she had searched here and there but still did not find where Ibra she began to panic she was afraid if she had to be at home alone what else this foreign house for her.

"mas ...mas Ibra where are you ?nisa shouted hysterically and almost cried.

Ibra who was lying on the long chair of the balcony was surprised to hear the cry of Nisa from below yet she stood properly Nisa had arrived before her and hugged her.

"what's wrong?"ask the surprised Ibra" she said, why would you come here?"tanya Ibra gently rubbed Nisa's hair that was almost dry.

"i thought I was alone and scared the shit out of me" she replied, and her tears were flowing now.

"i'm not here to be afraid" Ibra said, bringing her into her deckap.

"let's sleep I can't sleep alone" he said.

"let's see your hand is not swollen like it." he said as he pulled Nisa's hand.

"sleep soon after" he said then kissed softly Nisa's forehead.

"no way, if that's why I sleep here if you still want to be here." said Nisa by lying down immediately and make Ibra as her pillow.

Ibra just kept quiet to see Nisa but she then gently rubbed the tip of Nisa's head and slowly closed Nisa's eyes.

"what are you trying to hide from me? obviously you're hurt sadistically why do you always keep her alone? there is me who always hears clearly every complaint you do you still doubt me? what are you protecting here ? I can't bear to see you hurt like this how do you understand my heart? why is it so hard to get your trust" inner Ibra just kept talking staring at Nisa who was asleep on her lap, and again his tears dripped making Ibra more curious and also feel useless at this time. Nisa can never look him in the eyes as she stares with a feeling of love. Has she not loved me until now? back dripping a second time, Ibra briefly kissed the two eyes that always flowed without her knowing what the cause.