
I didn't expect to be this close to her. His eyes looked at me tenderly, his breath warm and his favorite mint smelled, his hands touching my shoulders and slowly rising to my face. I closed my eyes, because I knew it was time to touch my lips with his lips.
I feel like there's a passionate rush there, my blood rippling. But I felt a warm and different affection for the first time. Also the guilt that was so intense when I imagined the faces of my mother and Anita, my good words.
He stopped the kiss at the right moment and very gently released me from the grasp of his hand. He looked around to make sure no one saw us.
"I'm sorry, I'm in too much of a hurry. I didn't mean to..."
"That's okay, I like it and it's comfortable. I'm ok!" I deliberately cut her words to convince her that I enjoyed it too.
"I'm leaving, and Anita's coming soon." I just nodded and smiled at him.
He then left me still standing in front of the refrigerator door in his kitchen.
You guys must want to know who the guy who just snatched my first kiss right?! Yes, it just happened and it was my first kiss. But first I want you to know who I am.
I'm Dahlia, everyone used to call me Lia. I am the only child of the marriage of my mother and my late father. My dad died when I was in high school. Mother who was just an ordinary housewife suddenly had to be the backbone to support me and herself.
We live in a house owned by a father who is quite large but simple with 2 bedrooms in it. Lots of jasmine plants, frangipani flowers and pandan in the backyard of the house, usually for mothers selling during the pilgrimage season.
My friends rarely want me to go home, because it smells like a new grave, he said. But my mother and I were happy to be in the flower garden behind my house, and I said there was no need to be afraid that it smelled like a new grave, because real life was much scarier.
Actually dad left a pretty good legacy, but mom chose to save it all for my school fees until the end. And for daily living, mothers usually sell cakes and toast made by our neighbors. Mother traveling from dawn to 8 am, and after that she worked in the laundry place until 7 pm. Sometimes if the cake and the bread have not run out, the mother takes it to her place to work in laundry laundry to sell until it runs out. Sometimes my mom would ask me to sell it at school until the cake and bread ran out.
I'm used to helping my mom sell or helping my mom work at the laundry. But I never miss my school, because I don't want to see you cry anymore. I used to skip school because I was bored and just wanted to play, but then mom found out and instead of being angry she was crying. He blamed himself because he felt he could not educate me because he was busy working. Strange, my mother?!
You could say I was a good mother's daughter until one day when me and Anita, my best friend from high school went on vacation with her father out of town. I used to go with Anita for a short vacation to nearby tourist attractions or go on a vacation out of town with her family. Anita's father was very kind to me, as were her cousins, grandmothers, mother and stepfather who were very friendly and considered me to be a member of their own family.
Yes, Mamah Anita has long separated from her father and now her mother has a new family, while her father is still with a widower status like my mother who is still comfortable with her widow status. Anita's parents have been separated for a long time, Anita is often lonely and therefore more often invite me to her house and take a vacation with her.
Exactly 3 years ago when I took a vacation out of town with Anita and her father. We stayed in a large villa with 2 rooms and 1 bathroom inside. I just finished swimming in the pool of the villa room we occupied, I want to shower and clean up after Anita is done and enter the room to change clothes.
I went into the bathroom, then I took off my clothes and turned on the shower and took a shower. Suddenly I heard someone thumping and I looked for the source of the sound. How surprised I was when I looked into the bath tub and there was Anita's father soaking there.
I silently stared at her naked in the bath tub so she looked at me naked under the shower. My heart was pounding, I was knocked unconscious, I was so embarrassed and scared but my legs couldn't move. He then took the towel, turned around behind me and put on the towel. He then took me a towel without looking at me.
"Short-wear!" The sound woke me up from the nervousness and shock that made me stupefied and look like a fool.
After putting on the towel he then turned towards me and said, "Hide this from Anita huh. Om apologizing and not intentionally, but om promise will erase the memory of everything that happened just now."
Just as she was about to open the door, Anita's voice suddenly rang out calling me from outside.
"Lia, when we're done at the resto yeah, I'll wait there. I'll eat first you'll follow ya." Shouted Anita from outside the bathroom door.
I was nervous and afraid to answer in a choked voice, "hm.o.ookeh An..Anita."
Anita's father looked like he was holding the door while looking at me and giving me a warning to calm down. It was then that me and I became so fond of it. I did not feel at all tainted or even harassed because he had seen me naked. I actually admire how to overcome this problem and certainly admire the body and look charming.