Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest

My tired

At midnight we went home. Ariel decided to stay overnight again because she still felt unwell. Anyway tomorrow at first hour there's my class, Class 12E-IPS.

The house was empty at the time. My mother wasn't there, and Papah's car wasn't there either, so I sent my mother a short message. They said they were both at the cinema watching midnight.

Ariel and I looked at each other at my mother's answer.

When I want to send him a reply with the phrase “Who's watching midnight?”

Ariel prevented me.

“Let's be a mom, still the same single,” his hiss while standing in the kitchen and vertical water. He had just taken paracetamol to relieve his heat because he was not feeling well anymore due to the night breeze.

“What are you guys hiding behind me?!” I'm pretty curious about this. Since my father died, my mother did not remarry when she still looked young and beautiful. Her first husband had a family of his own. My mother had a disease that caused her uterus to be removed after the first child's miscarriage, which led to her being divorced by her first husband.

“Nothing, but I've seen the signs since your tribe disappeared taken to another dimension. When the mother panicked, the one who tried to calm her was Papah. The one who takes care of the hospital is also the two of them, Papah and mother. I'm only allowed to accompany you in the room just can't go anywhere. It may be that time the vibration of love began to arise.”

“Hasamu... Love vibe, heh?!” I giggled amusedly.

“It is indeed you who have always been cold to me..” I can hear his voice when saying this, albeit slowly.

But I just threw my face away and went upstairs.

But I agree with his opinion. Because for the matter of love in my mother's personal life, I had long wished she had a mooring of the heart. His days were spent taking care of me, I used to give him money every month from my salary, it was finally used to buy my needs. I was able to save because my clothes, food, and skincare were from my mother. Every month know in the closet there are new clothes or on the dresser there is a new skincare package. Facial and hair treatments are also free at the salon.

He really takes care of me with all his heart. Countless men have proposed to her, ranging from singles, leaning, businessmen, to officials who want to make her a serial wife are also many.

My mother remained in her position, taking care of me until I had her successor, she kept the trust of my father, who wanted to see me happy to build a household of my own.

My mother, I love her so much.

But I'm not sure Papah has moved on from Ariel's Mom. I know he loved his late wife so much that he moved to Jakarta and ‘dikerjai’ my family.

“Sayang..” Ariel hugged me from behind and kissed my neck. I just let it spoil. I also need a hug. Although not from loved ones, but I think Ariel quite comfort my heart.

“Ariel, I'll just make you an outlet. Would you? It's not better that you take care of your own life-“

“I'm willing. Want you to make a slave is also up to you,” Ariel pecked my cheek from behind. “As long as the relationship with you is a matter of companion life.”

Very clever words. When he said ‘whatever’ when I wanted to say I wanted to think of him as a sister, or a driver, or a bodyguard, or a maid, hehe. But he already said ‘survival’. So he wants to be involved in the affairs of the heart.

“You are still young, can still have a girlfriend alternated, happy to and fro -“ wonder also in this stage why my heart is not open for him yet huh? It is difficult if the affairs of the heart, especially if we really love someone from the bottom of the heart, it is very difficult to open the heart to others besides the mooring of our hearts.

“Oh yes next week I permission touring to Sukabumi yak,” hiss Ariel.

“You want a date with Davina and I also want to allow kok,”

“She's not my girlfriend.”

“Your spell,” my error.

“Not also. I better find another girl besides her.”

“And you find another girl besides her,”

‘Yes yes, there was no you at that time.”

“She has liked me from 10 years old.”.

“We haven't seen each other in a long time, and I didn't know that Mbah Rejo would actually marry us off. I thought he was kidding.” So said Ariel.

“I love this one.. The stalk exceeds my grip. Padded and soft.. hehe,” whispered.

“Your mouth if you are passionate about translation love novels,”

“Yes when I say : Njir to ket lo gede really, boing lah I remet reply to the race..”.

I was straight up. “Stencil really...” I let go of his hand while wiping my tears because my laughter was quite tight.

But why does it sound more honest the second sentence huh...? But I admit, I was quite touched by his earnestness in trying to speak with softer grammar.

“One more time huh?” He unzipped his pants and grabbed my hand, then directed me to stroke his.

I can only sigh. “Cheat that's how. I don't enjoy..” I pretend to snack.

“Yaaah, I want to be really happy..” whispered. He was trying to seduce me.

I let out a breath. Of course I'll reject it first. I feel tired today, and again it's midnight, plus I'm in my period. But this time I feel more upset because it seems Ariel is using me for the purpose of making love as often as possible without feeling guilty.

Because for women, the affair of romance on the bed is the number so. We often need 1001 logical reasons to do that with a partner. Men just need a place. They can feel horribly all day.

And that's how I feel about Ariel. At the age of adolescence, Ariel is more unstable and often puts lust ahead than logic. The good thing is, she already has me as a legitimate wife. But I'm tired of serving something explosive. Plus, I don't love him yet.

It feels like when doing that with people we do not care about. After that, when it awakens, not a fresh taste but instead guilt.

Will my love come with time?

Is Ariel really my soul mate?

Why do I feel blinded by money? Until they are arranged for the welfare of the whole family...

“Ariel, I want a break,” I pulled my hand.

Ariel this time was silent.

“So?” his sizzle after a few seconds. It seems he has examined the condition of my heart and my changed attitude.

“Sorry, I have to refuse this time. I gave it to him earlier. Don't tell me I didn't do my duty as wife.” I said firmly.

I moved away from her and walked towards the closet, passed my clothes up and complained when the bloodstains had broken through the edge of my panty.

“You slept in the next room yes, yesterday it was cleaned mom,”

“No sleep on-“

“Ariel, don't start.” hissiku with a slightly toned tone of voice.

Ariel raised her hand, “Oke.” He's capitulating.

I prepare for my feminine needs, next I feel the kiss on my temple.

“Good sleep.” whispered

As he closed the door to my room, I could only sigh.

Regretting my life, regretting today.