Duda Cool Find a Mate

Chapters. 43

There is a feeling of compassion in me that I cannot prevent. I can't just ignore it. Then, I approached the woman who was standing with the sobs. Trim jara. My hand outstretched. Then, pull that body into my arms.

I never thought if the hug I gave her only added to her crying. Aqilla roared. Really, sounds sad in my ears.

I'm staying quiet. Just let him cry. The sadness he felt. Even though I don't understand for what reason he's this sad.

My head moves automatically. Kiss the head of Aqilla. My hands were like that, moving up and down on his back. While one hand is getting closer and closer to the fragile-looking body.

Until the minutes pass. Until I feel pain in this leg. However, just calm down. I kept on satisfying Aqilla until the tightness in her chest completely disappeared. Ah, and I guess if she also must be feeling sore right?

"Not sitting down yet?" ask me later with the voice of the concubine perhaps.

Pity also Aqilla if soy sauce stands still like this.

Aqilla gasped. He retreated, trying to keep his distance from me. It's too late, Aqilla. I didn't let my hand move a inch. No. I let our bodies be at a distance.

My hands still clenched Aqilla's body tightly. Then, my other hand moved to wipe away the tears that had melted down her cheek.

"Ssssttt .. ssssttt ...." I tried to calm Aqilla's cries.

"Thank you." Finally, the woman also spoke.

I am so glad I heard his voice. I guess, she turned mute after crying that long.

I let out a short sigh and broke our embrace after confirming that Aqilla was no longer crying. I grabbed her hand and held her hand, taking Aqilla to the room. Don't forget, I pushed this balcony door with my feet. The night air can make him sick.

I held Aqilla's shoulder. He sat down on the side of the bed, next to me. Next, both of my hands turned to hold the woman's hand. For a moment, our gazes met. Locking in the air. Communicate only through the gaze without saying a word. We are both silent. Mutely.

"Are you crying because you're afraid of me?"

Finally, I tied a voice in the form of a question that some time ago managed to tease me.

I hate the fact that Aqilla is afraid of me. After this relationship that has been in place for some time. After I managed to suck the sweet honey and feel the opium on what was on him. It would be very disappointing if it turns out that what I feel is not the same as Aqilla.

When I enjoy that sweet taste. Aqilla was terrified.

"Not only that. But because of so many things. It feels ... very strange. And here it feels ...." Aqilla removed her hand from my grasp and then held her left chest. Pressing down there. "... hurts."

Spontaneously I put my hand on the back of his hand. Then hold and pull the hand from the chest. Gets her back on my lap. Every now and then, I stroked the back of that hand with my thumb.

"Why?" my question really - really.

"I don't understand. There is only pain. But, when I could shed that cry earlier, the pain felt unraveling. Diminished."

"Do I need to see a doctor to check?"

Aqilla replied with a headband. "No need now it's fine. I just need to wash my face to get fresh" she replied, smiling faintly.

"All right then." I surrendered. Better to agree to the woman's decision. "But if you feel any pain or anything. Tell me right away. And now, after washing your face you must eat. We have a lot to talk about." I kissed the old Aqilla's forehead.

Aqilla nodded then moved to the bathroom. I decided to call the waiter to prepare dinner.