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Inner Conflict

Smith and Amelia went into the house with their hands still mesmerizing, making the two parents who were sitting while snacking on cassava chips were glancing towards a pair of lovebirds who had just returned home.

"Where's Mel from?" Ask Father.

"Look at the sunset in the rice field.."

"Your hobby hasn't changed, even if it's been a long time in town." Say Father.

"The name is also a hobby sir, Amel take a bath first." Pamit Amelia, while Smith she joined Amelia's parents.

Fad she plucks sweet spicy cassava chips made by her mother Amel, she chews it with a wrinkled forehead.

"Why son? Is it not good?"

"It feels a little strange, sweet and addictive." Answer Smith.

"It's sweet spicy cassava chips, use brown sugar."

"I want to take this home ma.." Cetus Smith made Mother Rara frown her forehead, could-can her handsome man want to bring her simple artificial food.

"Why ma?"

"E-ehh no, son, mama makein ya.."

"Where's the cassava from, ma?" Smith asked again, his mouth busy chewing. Even the container that had been between two of Amelia's parents had now moved into Smith's lap.

"Take it from the garden, mama nanam herself." Mother Rara answered with her thin smile, as her daughter's lover was very fond of her artificial chips.

"Tomorrow I'll take it?"

"Later hot, your hands dirty son.." Refuse the delicate Mother Rara, she could see the hand of the city man was so white and also delicate. Very well maintained, even his nails just look shiny.

"Smith wants to go with the tree.." Smith's Chuckle.

"Alright, whatever as long as you're happy." After Rara's mother, refused even free. This town guy looks forced.

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Amelia came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body, her hair in a pincher upwards using a toothbrush.

Amelia jumped in shock when she saw Smith already standing straight in front of the bathroom door, without further ado she pushed Amelia's tiny body back into the bathroom and locked her door.

"Th-mister what do you want?" Nervous Amelia, she's afraid Smith will channel her passion now. Even though he was clean from his period, but still he was afraid of being coughed by his mother and father.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to kiss you and play your chest. For the others, I'll ask him when we get home."

Amelia kept silent as the man cornered her into the almost mossy weathered wall, she wrapped Amelia's body with both of her hands and began to kiss every inch of her pretty girl's face.

"I miss you baby, don't you miss my touch?" Smith's whisper in Amelia's ear, which made the girl's body stiffen.

Before long the sexy lips of the man sank on the reddish little lips belonging to Amelia, she was mumbling and smearing her alternately down and up. His hands also did not stay still, he opened the knot of a towel that covered the innocent body of his girl until the towel fell.

Smith clenched tightly onto Amelia's sexy body tightly, their lips still poking at each other. Their heads alternate right sideways, left sideways to make it easier for their tongues to go deeper.

The tongues were twisting each other until the sound of delicious decapitation filled a small room with a tub of water.

Tokk...

"Amelia, not yet? Mama's gonna take a shower, how long is it gonna be?" The voice of the father sounded from outside the door, making a pair of people who were mengagut mesra that stopped his action.

"Just a minute, Mommy, Amel has a stomachache." Amelia answered, with an irregular breath after the kiss they had.

It's not a matter of being scooped or sprayed by her girl's parents, but she's afraid of making Amelia's image in her parents' eyes crumble.

"Udah first yes sir, then continue in the room only." Said Amelia, she crouched down to pick up the towel that had fallen because the knot was opened by Smith's naughty hand.

"Can you call me darling? Here I am not your master, but your lover!"

"Let's talk about it again, sir, you better get out before you come again." Dispelling Amelia, Smith snarled and left Amelia alone in the bathroom.

"It's a good thing not to know, can berabe later. Mr. Smith doesn't know the place, but he can be in the room." Grumpy Amelia, she rubs an acne masking cream on her neck to cover up the kiss marks Smith made before they came home.

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Mamak looked at Amelia with a strange look, his eyes scrutinizing every move of his single daughter.

"Why mamak?" Ask Amel astonished.

"You're still a girl, right?" Mother Rara asked with her probing gaze.

"Why mom? Of course Amel's still not.." Amelia's speech was cut off by the sound of falling objects, and it was because of Smith who accidentally dropped a vase of flowers near the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.."

"Don't learn to eavesdrop, son, not good." Syndir Rara's Mother.

"S-I'm not eavesdropping anyway, I just happened to pass by."

Smith chose to leave instead of starting the war, making sure her mother Amel began to suspect her because of her actions in the bathroom earlier.

"Reporting your questions, are you still a girl or not?"

"Amel is still a girl, why? Amel and Mr. Smith never do anything that is out of bounds, you do not believe in the same Amel?" Amelia tried to convince her mother.

Though in his heart, he continued to apologize for lying to his mother. Even if it wasn't for the emergency of the time and she desperately needed money for her father's treatment, she wouldn't want to be the mistress of a man who already had a fiancee.

"What have you done with Smith?"

"C-just kiss your mom.." Mamak looks to exhale his breath slowly, he squashed his chest in relief, it turns out his conjecture is wrong. He thinks his son has fallen deeper with the city-style association.

"Good, you're just a suggestion don't be too good with men. The man is only good when he has his will, after he gets what he wants he goes to show with a satisfied heart."

Amelia bowed her head, did Smith too? But not all men are such jerks, right? There must be a good one and miss the presumption.

As soon as her heart felt unsettled, she felt afraid that Smith would do the same thing that her mother had just said. Is Smith that kind of guy? Although the taste is impossible, but all is not guaranteed before the man proves himself.

Amelia is plagued by a conflict of heart that is enough to make her depressed. Does he have to sever his mistress' relationship with the man?

"Have not been too thought of yes, you should help mamak cook for dinner."

"Yes mother.." Amelia replied slowly, she was still thinking about her mother's words earlier. How could he not think that far? Her relationship with Smith was unhealthy from the start.

"Don't daydream, it's chopping onions keep washing its mustard."

"Yes, mak.."

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Relax yes mel, no one will just measles you. Smith is not a guy tife like that yeah😁