I'm Not a Wingless Angel

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Fetish

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Dimas drove me home, before coming down he kissed my lips again and cupped his hands on my cheeks,

" I'll miss you Di.." said he grinfully, I smiled and cupped my hand on his cheek.

" I'm going to your house tomorrow." I said. Dimas nodded and slowly removed his hand from my cheek.

Dimas got out of the car, asked me to wait a little while. Then he opened the car door for me, helped me get out of the car and held my hand tightly while stepping together into the house.

" Mama!! My mother is home!!"

I smiled looking at the behavior of my youngest, then saw the expression of Dimas who also smiled looking at him.

Not long after a girl ran out and slammed into my arms, Dimas seemed overwhelmed to hold my body which was immediately unsteady.

" Sister, heart - heart.mama's feet hurt."

I quickly looked at Dimas, he opened a conversation with my son. Iza kept her body away quickly and noticed my sore legs. Azi came closer, not daring to hug because he was busy watching my feet as well. He took over Dimas' handrails, as if to say "your job is done bro." Dimas just smiled and remained alert walking behind me.

" Allen..." I said hello as soon as I got to the door. From inside the room came an answer, not how long came out a woman wearing a mukena, she just finished praying apparently. Mama quickly opened her prayer cloth and walked towards me, while she was still wearing mukena because she saw Dimas' presence.

" Here, sit your mama here Zi" he said. I sat down where he had prepared, while Azi squatted to watch my feet.

" Sit here first, son." take him to Dimas. Dimas came in and sat opposite me. His eyes could not be separated from Azi who was busy staring at my feet.

" You called yesterday, right? That's Rahmi where, why just the two of you?" Mama hooked Dimas with a question.

" Yes aunty, I called yesterday. Rahmi we delivered first." replied Dimas casually.

" Call mama, mama don't like the word aunt." mama's errat and passed to the kitchen. Me and Dimas smiled.

" Why are your legs covered, what are your feet?" Azi asked without throwing her eyes off my feet. Dimas was shocked by his question, as well as his way of asking.

" Mama sprained, chasing cat. Why is Azi wrong about Dimas?" I replied, I glanced at Dimas who was rounding his eyes at me hearing my answer.

Azi just nodded at my answer, while Iza did not take her eyes off Dimas.

" Sister, here." I said to avert his gaze. He was surprised and approached me. His pair of eyes were glazed over, I knew he must have missed me. I never left them before. She hugged me, let go of her cries, I stroked her back slowly.

" Eeehhhh.. koq nangis, the same shame about Dimas." I said. He quickly wiped his tears and took off a hug.

" Lahhh, there's a grandmother here. I want SMP was still crybaby." mama arrived - came from the kitchen and talked while putting tea on the table.

" Please drink Dimas" he said, Dimas thanked him and immediately sipped his tea. Mama looked at Dimas's face carefully, long ago, then...

" Your face looks like the owner of Arya Jaya's gold shop?" Stifled at my mother's guess, she coughed. Azi quickly stood up and walked towards him, then patted his back slowly.

" ahemmm..."

" ahemmmm.."

When I laughed to see the treatment of Azi on Dimas, Dimas also laughed.

" I'm sorry son.mama subscription there if buy gold. Sometimes often see the boss coming, like a kayak nak Dimas." continued mama again.

" I am ma." Dimas replied, Mama was silent to Dimas's reply and now replaced the mama who choked and coughed. But, he quickly stopped the steps of Azi who wanted to come to him to pat him on the back.

" Well, how is this, only served tea water only" said mama bashful.

" No pa ma, relax. Oh yes, Di.." I quickly responded to his call and looked into his eyes, "i'm saying yes, it's late." I nodded, though my heart wanted to hold him back.

" Thank you Dim." I said, he just replied with a smile.

" Dimas said goodbye first ma, thanks for drinking" he told mama.

" I'm sorry Dimas, just tea." replied my mother embarrassed. Dimas smiled at my mother's behavior.

" Oh yes Di, your bike will be delivered by my security guard. Don't go anywhere, rest your feet." the message before you go. I nodded weakly.

Dimas left my house, and a crowd ensued. From mama who repeatedly expressed her shame at having yelled at Dimas yesterday on the phone, now only in suguhi tea, Iza and Azi with the story, I miss this crowd.

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Dimpled

" With..."

Many times back and forth from earlier, but his eyes could not fall asleep. It had been 3 days after delivering Di to the house, but Di had not yet come to his house. Although he always met through a VC or phone, but he needed more than that. Mama Di still forbids her from leaving the house, Di can't go against my mother's request, I also agree to that. But I really wanted to hug her.

Dimas ruffled - random hair, scratched - scratched his head that did not itch and exhaled loudly. The day after tomorrow he had to go out of town to check the state of some shops, at the earliest it would be back in 2 days, while it was already the third day not to meet Di. Dimas was determined to kidnap Di for a while tomorrow night, if it turns out Di did not come tomorrow. He grazed his body violently, covered his head with a pillow, before dawn he could fall asleep.