Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest

That Kiss

We rode a sedan that was actually an old-year model, but it fits perfectly with the image of the real Ariel Badboi.  Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 2017 red color.

I hope Ariel gets this car when she's old enough to have a SIM. Could he buy something from someone else? I was also lazy to ask further than know the truth even so worried.

I looked forward, my intention that if Ariel walked at high speed, I would reprimand her. But the way I drove was quite comfortable.

So I just quietly enjoy the streets of the capital that is still crowded with road users, at 10 pm.

Red light, the usual florist, the mothers-to-be with the ball, the silver man.

Ariel opened her window and asked something to the florist. I don't really know what they're talking about because the streets of Jakarta turn out to be very noisy when the glass windows are opened.

I opened the window to give the beggar's mothers some rupiah.

After the windshield was pulled up, Ariel placed a few stalks of live roses on my lap.

I let out a breath.

Then staring.

He just smiled, then looked at me.

“Capek?” tanyakanya.

I didn't answer, because the answer was certain.

I just threw my face away and looked back at the night streets around us.

And then I realized, this trip leads to my home.

I looked at him who was driving. “She's going to your house?” my many.

“Instead at home you can't?”

“Yang is right!”

Then he also chuckled at seeing me panic, “I changed my mind.” his hiss while turning into my housing complex.

Before long, we stopped in front of my house, more precisely my mother's house.

And his hand landed on my thigh.

I watched the long fingers. Up and down caressing my thighs.

Of course I wear cloth trousers, I'm not like Davina who dresses vulgarly. Even though I deserve to wear sexy clothes and I think it can still be superior to Davina because our chest size is very different.

“Tomorrow I'll pick you up early in the morning. We meet the Baron-Baron,” said Ariel.

“Betul, call him Baron huh. He did not want his real name called, to maintain the privacy and safety of those around him,”

“So only we know his real name?”

“Yes, even Arka I didn't tell.”

Ariel nodded.

“Tomorrow on Saturday, I got info if employees are off but Mr. Damascus's men, Owner Arghading Corp, stay in the office to clean up technical matters, he said.” I said according to the info I got from Arka.

In the past, I also lobbied Raden Arya on holidays.

“Hall dangerous technical things..” murmured Ariel.

“Yaaa, there may be a lot you will learn. You like the violent scenes,”

“Above the bed.” Added Ariel.

“I don't want to deal with that.” Added quickly.

I lifted my body to get out of the car. But Ariel's hand gripped my wrist, stopping my movement.

Very quickly, he smeared my lips.

Damnit damnit!

I'm kecolongan.

I pushed him and slapped him.

“I told you not to kiss me!” angry seruku.

“Pay for this one, Master Ma'am,” he pointed towards his forehead.

I don't give a shit.

I got out of the car, I left a rose from her in the passenger seat.

Then get inside the house.

**

Oh my...

I can't sleep!

Instead of resting to recover my body from my chaotic life all day, I was instead glued to the front of the dressing glass.

While stroking my lips.

I just got kissed this time.

Adult kisses of that age. I don't know how many women he's kissed if it feels this opiate.

His breath without hesitation, he even latched my lips.

As if he wanted to show me, if he wanted me.

The helpless, the judes and the fierce, who always rejects him.

But he kept coming towards me.

Compared to...

Uh! Nah! Nah!

I shook my head trying to get rid of my bad thoughts. I remember Arka's face. Can not, both have different properties, their respective advantages, their own shortcomings.

I also have many shortcomings.

I don't think it's ethical to compare people.

Butwhy...

Why do I love Ariel's kiss instead of my own?

When we separated after dating, we kissed as usual. It was just a normal friendship kiss. No taste, no lust for each other.

Even with lips.

In fact, Ariel's rough and demanding kiss made me imagine...

I took a deep breath and breathed it out.

Then implied in my mind.

Is it because.. kiss with Arka is actually taboo, even Ariel's kiss that my own husband deserves?

Gee whiz...

**

At 1 am I was standing in front of the window with my coffee while waiting for the morning.

Me why?

Know not what I was thinking about earlier?

Songong Ariel's face.

Ariel Clodio the Badboy.

I wonder about myself now. So thirsty am I?

When that damn guy said, that from the first moment we were all girls, there was no feeling.

I felt insulted earlier.

I don't know why now.I'm flattered.

Ariel's young, obviously I'm considered aunty. But she was willing to marry me, even approaching me after that.

Am I too big of a head when I feel confident? I don't think I'm too old either. At the age of 24 years at the beginning of someone else's career, many are in the category of fresh graduates. But I've been in this field since college.

So I assume age 24 is quite experienced in career. Maybe that also makes me look a lot more mature compared to my age.

I looked at my phone.

Arka sent me a short message.

"It's a passcode for tomorrow. Ariel I sent it too. Enough rest."

The message was accompanied by a barcode image.

I just glanced at him.

Then continue sipping my coffee.

Looking out the window.

And I also cringe.

There's a motor entering the portal in front of the complex. It just so happened that my mother's house was only a few houses away from the portal so I could see the activity there.

A lot of bikes are milling around back and forth, because it's Sunday night. But this bike caught my attention.

I don't really understand the type of motor. This one is orange, with a black list. Not a motor sport, because the seat is not sticking up. All New Yamaha RX King the latest year, if said Yudhis, my colleague.

Ariel Motor.

I wasn't sure.

Until the bike stopped in front of my fence. And Ariel opened her helmet, lifted her head, and looked at me directly.

For a moment we looked at each other.

And with his fingers he gave me the code to open the gate.

This brat…

He thinks who he is, just play the orders!

I also shook my head.

Then I pull my curtains.

Shaking I sat on the floor next to the closet.

I don't know why I feel scared.

It's 1 o'clock in the morning, why is Ariel coming to my house?!