My Dowager Montes
#83's. Take Me With You
Brian is in a savanna. As far as the eye could see, there were no buildings and humans accompanying him. He walked tirelessly, even when his legs were abrasive, he kept on stepping.
Breeemmmm.....
The sound of a car approaching. The reflection of the sunlight crashing into the red luxury car was dazzling to his eyes. Next to his hand raised his eyes, dispelling the glare of the light that hit his eyes.
The car door opened, the silhouette of a woman exiting the car, walking over.
The silhouette figure was slender in stature, with long waist-length hair that was wavy, unraveling waving waving in a gentle breeze.
What a beautiful silhouette.
His hands stretched out toward him, he grasped it. Although it did not seem obvious, he knew that the silhouette was smiling at him. A beautiful and warm smile.
Arriving, the clouds blackened. At the end of the endless road, there seemed to be flashes of lightning striking anything close to him. The roar of the wind crashed down on his body, making his body several times nearly crash. The grip, still grasping it tightly. The warm beautiful smile turned into a wide, creepy grin, approaching her quickly as she said "WAKE UP"
"DHHHH......" Brian woke up from his dream. What a strange dream. However, the grip still felt warm in his palm.
He opened his clenched hand, but in his grip was a patient name tag in the form of a bracelet that read "Ny. Chelsea"
"MOMY BANGUUN.." The voice of the cry resuscitated him from the daydream. Shouts and cries from her daughter. He immediately pulled out the infusion that stuck on the back of his hand. Fresh blood dripped from the needle marks that stuck. He doesn't care. With a shuddering and staggered step, he stepped towards his wife's room.
"BUILD MOMY, MOMY HAS PROMISED NOT TO STAY IN LEXAA HAAAAAA..... LEXA CAN'T DO IT IF THERE'S NO MOMY.... PLEASE WAKE UP MOOOOOM....."
"Darling... I came.." her voice was soft and weak.
"Bring me with you. Take me. "the shrill voice with the fast tempo will not subside.
"I. I don't want that child. Take me with you...... TAKE AKUU...... I SWEAR I'M GOING TO MAKE THAT KID AN ORPHAN..... "
tiiiiiiiiiiii............
"MOOOMYYYY......"
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A few years passed. The family has never forgotten this heartbreaking tragedy.
Alexa sat in front of a tomb. Head bowed. Black glasses perched on his blaster face. Her tears always escaped when she remembered the events that took her beloved life.
"Hey.I came again... How are you, my dear? are you hungry? thirsty?" He then sprinkled flower petals along the ground, then poured a little water afterwards.
"If only you were still there. If only the car hadn't hit you. Maybe at this time we can still play, joke, share laughter. We can also share a bed. Maybe you will also give birth to a cute and cute little child. I wouldn't mind if they broke the carpet. But apparently... God loves you more. And want you by his side. You're healed, my dear. Be happy with Him"
"Lexaaa.. lunch is ready, honey" called a woman from the house.
"I'm coming, momy" Alexa erased the trail of her tears. He does not want to be cut out by the momy.
"Are you crying? C'mon honey, it's just a cat"
"No, I'm not"
"Yes, you are"
"No, momy. I said I'm not crying, okay. Stop bothering me"
"O really?" Chelsea tickled Alexa's stomach mercilessly, until they fell on the carpet of the middle room until Alexa shed tears because it could not hold amused.
"See? I told you, you're crying, baby"
"Momy, you're cheating" they chuckled.
"HONEY, I'M HOOOME." cried Brian as he spread out his hands. Brian had just returned from Japan to take care of his father-in-law's business.
"MADY.."
Strangling the two then race to scatter into the warm embrace of their beloved man.
Fortunately, his body was quite stocky in two of his favorite women.
"I go first" said Lexa.
"No. Mother more first" replied Chelsea.
"He's my dad"
"He's my husband"
"My dady"
"My husband"
"My dady"
"My husband"
"My dady"
"My Bear"
"My hus... he's yours" Alexa lost. He must also be willing to release his embrace on the dady.
"Yess, he's mine. Indeed. You're mine" Chelsea immediately wrapped her legs around Brian's waist, like a koala.
"Yeah, baby. I'm yours" Brian took off his briefcase, and stepped in his tightly clung wife's cradle, toward their room. Regardless of the surroundings, Brian********exhausted his wife's sexy lips while walking and climbing the stairs.
"Where's Junior?" brian asked about his youngest son, Harvey.
"He's sleeping with Humvee" Chelsea replied, disarming Brian's tie and shirt.
"That kid. Since the content of the sampe now his hobby bobo same humvee"
"And I have a bobo hobby with you" whispered Chelsea.
They also vent their longing with bathing activities and bathed ples ples.
A month of not meeting and enjoying the pleasures of the world, making them release the desires that have been held back. Not enough in the bathroom, they repeat it again on the bed. No tired words for this one. If only their stomachs did not thrash, maybe all day they spent to make up for a pending romance.
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Chelsea accompanied by Brian, standing in front of the navel bearing the name ERIK JULIARD. The man, the man who had been in Chelsea's life was willing to die for him. If only at that time he did not push it, maybe his body was currently stretched stiff in the ground.
A flash of memory as it flashed through his head. When Erik was dying, the last word he said was "sorry".
And when he woke up, he found out that the man had been gone forever.
In a coma, Chelsea recalled playing with a boy with round eyes, pliable eyelashes, a pointed nose, and puffed cheeks.
Chelsea feel at home playing with him in the vast grasslands.
He didn't want to take it off, but the boy's grasp tightened. Those innocent eyes looked at him flat, then said "momy come home..." Chelsea won't let him go, he's crying, he doesn't want to part with him. But the boy smiled again, saying "I Love You, Momy" and then he disappeared into the fog.
"BRING ME...... I SWEAR I'M GOING TO MAKE THAT KID AN ORPHAN....."
"MOMYYYYYYYYY....."
The screams brought him back to his conscious, instantly opening his eyes.
Paramedics raced the race to handle Chelsea's consciousness, inspecting vital parts of her body. His head turned to the 2 people he loved so much and smiled. Then Brian fell unconscious.
