DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

Pov Acram (Funny)

"You awake? wanna drink..?"

I don't know what to say. Be that sentence that comes out of my mouth clumsily.

Deg

I was surprised by his strange attitude. Alda didn't answer my question. He closed his eyes with a frightened look on his face.

Did I scare her? He closed both his eyes again. I obviously don't want to bother him.

At 04:20 am, I woke up. I rushed to the bathroom. I want to pray in Mushollah. Even though my feet still hurt, I don't want to make that an excuse for not praying.

when I came out of the bathroom I was surprised by Alda who had woken up and looked at me instantly the two corners of my lips were perfectly drawn. For some reason there was a sense of pleasure and peace when he saw Alda's innocent pretty face

"Are you awake?" wanna drink?" ask me kindly, I approached him with a thumping chest. The little towel is now on my shoulder.

"Yes. The answer is a thin smile. Which made my heart warm to hear his gentle words. I haven't heard a woman's soft voice in a long time. Sisil, my ex-wife always said rudely to me during our marriage.

I grabbed the drinking bottle that had the straw on the nightstand. I was struck by a severe nervousness, at this close moment to her. I don't know what's blooming in my heart - this shubuh, I can't possibly like it. I just met him last night.

" Is there anything else you want? you hungry?" ask again after storing the bottle. I hid my race that was blowing for him at this moment. Which I don't understand either, why I like him at first sight.

He shook weakly. His attitude made me look at him even more. Mine, who since waking up alive, now feels more alive and rebellious down there. Since seeing her last night, until now, I have become more and more passionate about women, especially the beautiful women in front of me. Is it really healed?

"Well, I'll go to mushollah first, if you want anything, let me call you a sister." I don't want him to be afraid of me. And I don't want him to know who I am. My identity will be a secret.

"So, there's no one right now." His answer was flat, which made me feel funny with the words he said, saying I am the father.

Hehehe.

I looked at her in wonder, of course, I felt funny with this poor woman's innocent demeanor.

"What am I old? cooking is called father?" I said still laughing.

"Sorry, deck, bang..!" alda said with confusion. Foolish Evan, wasting this cute and beautiful woman. In a puffy and pale face, he is like an angel.

Gee whiz.... Too much of it, no?

"Call me Akram." My spirit was friendly, I turned around, went out of the room to the mushollah, without waiting for his approval.

***

At 9 a.m., it was Alda's schedule for surgery. The nurse today spoiled him enough. They wiped all of his sticky body. And also change his clothes. Of course at that moment, I came out of the ward. I don't want to be tormented by seeing him change his clothes.

Last night I had a conversation with Alda's mother. I said, I'm out of money. And begged to stay with them. Actually, I lied. I have a lot of money in the bank. I lied, because I wanted to get to know Alda and help him.

Alda's mother agreed to my request. He said, I can stay in the shophouse that Alda will make into a food stall. It was because of this accident. He did not open his food shop.

I want to lend him the car, because I don't need it yet. My high school friend is in financial trouble. So, he used my car to find food. Yes, for six months as director of marketing, I can already buy a car. Even if the car is not an expensive car.

I drove my car to the address Alda's mother gave me. It turns out Alda lives in type 36 plus housing. Simple housing, whose land is still empty to build a house.

Huuff...

I took a deep breath, and exhaled it heavily. I was nervous and confused. How to visit that house. No way, I told the guy at home. If I were this, it would be the man whose opponent had been in an accident.

I pluck - snap a finger at the wheel. The brain keeps thinking, what to say to the people who are in Alda's house. Because her mother Alda said. In that house right now, there was a father who was sick, kept his aunt Alda and her daughter.

Hhuff..

Bismillah... May they welcome me well. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. To calm the heart. Before this hand holds the car door handle.

Deg

And at that time, I was surprised by the figure of a genderuwo-like woman, who was reflecting on the glass of my car. The young lady's actions, indeed made me hang, I held onto my chest that was rumbling violently, in shock. While watching the half-crazy woman in my opinion.

The woman flicked all her hair forward, thus covering her face. Then he flicked it back. Her lentiknya fingers again tidied her hair that had expanded until neat. His strange behavior did not get there. He was very gentle and put make up all over his face. I don't know what name he put on his face.

Her lips moved to the right and left, before she applied a red lipstick. What this woman thinks. He was not ashamed of his behavior.

Oh my... Astagfirullah...

Now the crazy woman looks to justify her BRA. He catches his own two twin mountains and lifts them up. Looks like the mountain support is saggy rubber.

"Eemmm Rain... Continues rain. Nothing is dry. Yes I had to make this sagging makai. Than not wearing BH." The woman spoke with her angry face.

I couldn't help but laugh. The behavior of this woman I don't know her name really makes me feel amused and amused.

Haha...

Haha...

I haven't laughed for a long time.

"Huhahh... There's people, run away....!" The woman ran away in a pinch, to the house I believe is Alda's.

What is that nerve woman, Alda's brother?

Ahhaha....

I laughed again. Remembering his funny behavior. Starting from tidying up her long hair, make up and justify the position of her twin mountains.

TB