My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter XIII

Andreas squirming. Drinking lots of water before going to bed, making Andreas must wake up early just to throw urine. He got up and walked out of the room. When he reached the dining room, Andreas' forehead wrinkled to see the dining room brightly.

Mariana just got home? inner asked. He returned his feet.

The back door is not in the lock. Is there anyone outside? ask in the heart.

He opened the door slowly, then covered it again. The back between the kitchen and the bathroom is very dark. He emphasized the switch near the exit, but, the lights in the bathroom did not turn on.

He walked in the dark to the bathroom. The corner of his eye caught a white shadow twitching at the edge of the bathroom, perhaps as high as his waist.

Andreas stepped slowly, so as not to make a sound, while approaching the shadow. His hand moved to touch the thing. Suddenly ....

"Aah!" shouted Andreas.

"Aah!"

"Hmmm hmmmmhmm!" Andreas was hysterical because his mouth was suddenly smothered from behind.

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"Ah, fuck!" Mariana. His body was drenched in a bucket of wheat flour mixed with salt. At first glance he looks like a ghost, I don't know what kind of ghost.

His eyes ached and were sore, from the ingestion of salt. He walked with his eyes closed, fumbling for a wall, wanting to go back into the bathroom to wash his face. But the floor is slippery because it is full of flour, Mariana again slipped.

"Ouch!" His ass smelled the floor. She wanted so badly to cry. His whole body hurts, especially his waist. However, Mariana still strengthens the spirit to rise again.

"Ouch!" His head hit the bathroom wall. The pain is incredible. This time she was really crying.

Holding the wall he looked for the bathroom door. However, his footsteps led him to the corner of the bathroom away from his door.

After crying her eyes no longer felt painful. Little by little he was able to blink his eyes. He was shocked as his feet stomped the ground, but, he had no intention of going back to cleaning his face.

Mariana leaned over, her long hair falling over her face. He then cleansed the hair because it was filled with salt and flour, while cursing in the heart, cursing people who put stones in the way.

Suddenly he felt his back being touched by something, as he straightened his back.

"Aah!"

"Aah!" He also screamed. Immediately he jumped smothering Andreas' mouth from behind. The man's voice was quite loud, afraid of waking the inhabitants of the house and the neighbors.

"Hmmmm hmm hmm." Andreas rebelled. The shadow of the past that he wanted to forget, suddenly haunted his mind. His body trembled in fear. His head feels dizzy. His eyes began to twitch.

"Don't scream! It's me" whispered Mariana right in Andreas' ear.

"Aah!" Mariana grimacing. "Why did you bite me?" he kicked Andreas' leg. He shook his hand. So hurt.

Andreas sagged down to the ground. His legs felt weak unable to bear the burden of his body.

"Ka u u u I teach!" he said stuttering, while his index finger pointed at Mariana.

"A am I into why? Ha-ha-ha!" tanya Mariana also stuttered, interspersed with laughter. Funny with Andreas's behavior.

"You're afraid to see ghosts until you stutter like this? Ha-ha-ha!" He leaned over trying to see Andreas' face.

"Ha-ha-ha!" He laughed, holding his stomach. His right hand slapped Andreas's back. Then sat down next to the man.

"Bad! Get your hands off!" angry Andreas. Their positions are so close. Mariana again smothered Andreas' mouth.

"Slow down your voice! Getting angry should be slow too. I'm not deaf yet, you know?" Andreas throws Mariana's hand, which smothers her mouth, and pushes her back until Mariana falls.

"Great heat!" Mariana laughed again. Directly not angry.

Andreas always lost control whenever he met Mariana. The fear that had come to see, vanished out of nowhere.

"Eh, Kribo! Why is it that every time I see you, you're always in this state? Dirty, curly, stupid again. That name suits you. The nights out creep like ghosts." He looked slowly at Mariana from top to bottom.

Even in the dark he can see the figure of Mariana all white. His face and hair look white.

"Eh, Coward! Whose fault am I in? Ready that stone floor blocking the way? Fendi and Tari, that's impossible. Natan, he hasn't been able to lift a big rock. Noel, do you think a two-year-old can lift a rock?" Andreas was silent, realizing his mistake.

"You see my eyes, they're sore and red. You knew?" Mariana pointed at his eyes.

"The Cowardly. That name is for you."

"I'm not a coward!" Andreas denies.

"Ellahh, you're afraid to see me."

"Not scared, I'm just shocked." Andreas stands. Mariana stood up.

"If you're not afraid, prove it!" challenge Mariana.

"What kind of evidence?" Andreas felt challenged.

"If you want to know, come with me" replied Mariana. Andreas was reluctant. He does not like to do things that do not benefit him.

"No way." Andreas passed. He no longer has the desire to urinate.

"Tu, right, you're scared. Men but cowards." Andreas's steps continued to stall. His ego again felt challenged.

"I'm coming along." Andrew stood before him. Mariana smiled triumphantly.