DILEMMA - Get Off Bed

Lulled

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Elvan was still lying on the floor. Sometimes the man was moaning in the middle of his drunken state. He had not yet gained consciousness, because it seemed like the alcohol liquid had only really reacted. The man who has one child is now even more mocking unclear.

"I love you Git...." Shouted Elvan loudly "Why do you have to leave me dear...."

Alfiya who sat beside him still looked on with pity. He watched from his shirt to Elvan's pants wet like a water spill. He closed his nose for a moment. Alfiya had been trying to resist the very stinging smell of alcohol. The girl did not expect that Elvan would end up drunk like this.

"Mas, why the hell are drunk like this. Mas do not pity what the late mbak Gita, he can be sad to see a mas like this." Said Alfiya who was still sitting next to Elvan. He knew Elvan like this must feel stressed because he still could not forget the incident that befell his wife.

"Mas.." said Alfiya.

"Your uncle is evil...." Alvian then tried to sit on his body to meet with Alfiya. "Why did he leave? Why did he leave Gian? Why did he leave us?" the man's eyes looked teary.

Alfiya suddenly gasped at the words. True, Elvan like this because of the matter left by the late Anggita.

"I know mas has not been able to accept the departure of mbak Gita, but. I don't pity Anggian either." he said. "Now let's go into the room, get changed." Alfiya asked.

My eyes were then looking at Alfiya. "You love Gian?" Ask Elvan for a moment.

"What the hell, obviously I love Gian. He's like I'm his own son."

Elvan laughed when she heard that. "Then what should I do?" his face changed immediately. "I have to how....how should I take care of Anggian myself later?"

Alfiya looked stunned for a moment by that speech. "It's been, mas added digressing. Let me help you to the mas room." he said again. "Mom why should you drink like this. Yes, I really don't understand."

"You are like a real wife right now" said the man who was affected by alcohol.

"Dibilangin even considered kidding." Alfiya. But want how, the name is also a drunk person, the talk that comes out of his mouth must not be clear.

"Satan." Call it sensual. "What about khilaf?"

What's up!? Khilaf?! Khilaf how?

"Mas Elvan said what the hell, amused to know not horrified. Don't be weird." The girl's face suddenly turned red.

Elvan then moved to sit down, then approached to meet their faces. He continued to stare at Alfiya deeply making the girl blink and shudder in confusion.

Suddenly, not knowing why, Alfiya felt the hangers beating erratically. It felt like he wanted to run away from there but his body felt stiff by the face that was getting closer with the distance constantly thinning it. So, this is what Anggita sees every day. Handsome face with a straight jaw and a sharp nose belonging to a man with eyes continuously narrowed in front of him. If you look around Joe is also no less handsome, but Elvan seems to have its own charisma.

"Mas, Elvan's better off sleeping now huh?"

But suddenly Alfiya really felt stiff as Alvian's hand was raised and touched his smooth cheeks slowly.

"We look a lot like Gita, what if I'm mistaken, hh?" elvan's voice sounded a bit hoarse.

"M-gold...." Alfiya tried to pull his body back stiffly. His eyes continued to blink under the circumstances. Why is he like this? That means why he can feel stiff near Elvan.

Jesus, Alfiya was finally about to stand up and move away from Elvan. However, instantly the check in his hand stopped the girl's movement.

So what happened was, he quickly ended up sitting in the lap of the man. Alfiya gulped his saliva, this they really had gotten too close. Closer than usual.

And, suddenly Alfiya was completely dumbstruck by the light elusan he had snorted. His body instantly brushed away at that very instant.

"M-mas Elvann.." - Slowly. "Mas wants to do.." he tried to push the hand that was stroking his nape.

"I miss you...."

Whahuh?

Alfiya was shocked by that sentence. "Mas, you're drunk. Don't do this, it's better to sleep now." Alfiya tried to give understanding.

"I miss you baby, Gita...."

"I have to how Git? Our son, he needs you Gita...." Elvanian.

"Mas Elvan...." Alfie looked sad. "You're sleeping now." The girl then tried to get out of Elvan's lap, but when she moved Elvan's hand that was coiled in her body held very strong.

"Buck...." Alfiya kept trying to escape.

"Don't go.." look at Elvan with pity. "I need you...."

"You are drunk Elvan mas.." asserted Alfiya at last. "And I'm not a Gita anyway."

Elvan was then glued to hear the speech while staring at Alfiya nanar. But the man laughed for a while and then looked at Alfiya's face again.

"Are you really pretty tonight, baby?" He slipped Alfiya's hair into the girl's ear. "You must be intentional, and beautiful to me." she smiled faintly with misty eyes.

Alfiya was completely silent by Elvan's behavior. The man immediately pulled his body tightly making his heart suddenly beat very fast and his blood flow was flowing fast.

This cannot be allowed, Alfiya then again tried to escape from Elvan.

But suddenly Alfiya's eyes were opened, by the rapid movement of soft and cold objects that immediately stuck to the surface of his lips. Unknowingly began to gently touch her.

Alfiya immediately squeezed the t-shirt that Elvan was wearing tightly. Whatisthis? Elvan kissed!

Sister-in-law? He should be aware right now, right? He considered what all this time the man who was stroking his back slowly was actually. The man who was moving one more hand to stroke his thigh gently, should Alfiya be aware. However, he did not understand why he enjoyed it. Every touch of Elvan on his body makes him not use his logic anymore. What was clear was that Alfiya was only following his current instincts.

And, when the touch of the fingers of the fingers began to lower the zipper the back of the drees he was wearing. Alfiya immediately gasped, he realized what was happening.

Quickly the girl pushed Elvan quickly away from him so that the union of the two orals came loose.

Alfiya was not expecting. The girl quickly moved out of Elvan's lap.

This is not true! Oh my God, what did they do? This is wrong, completely wrong.

The girl then ran quickly to her room. After the door was locked and tightly closed Alfiya looked at himself in the mirror. He touched his lips that were still moist by the activities he and Elvan had.

"Arghh...." Alfiya shouted without a sound.

"You're crazy, Alfiya." He rubbed his hair rough. How's he gonna face Elvan in the morning? Where'd he put his face?

"Stupid! You idiot!" he was hitting his head slowly. "Crazy basic! Not sane!"

Absolutely disgraceful! He wasn't sure he could cross paths with Elvan tomorrow morning. He could enjoy the kiss and touch of Elvan. At once Alfiya felt inexhaustible towards himself. He may be lulled, he may fall asleep.

Alfiya bit his teeth tightly and grabbed his hair hard.

Joe's!

He suddenly remembered Joe, his lover.

One name that he should remember, even did not cross at all when the unexpected kissing activity was taking place.

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