On Whose Lips Will These Tears I Drop

Promise to Make a Dumb

The night has come with different forms of darkness. After my conversation with Fariza was over, make one tear drop. I plan to leave.

"Fariza I'm going first."

"Where are you going? It's not that you don't have a place to live anymore. Just stay here, my parents have given me permission, so stay here." Fariza approached me and it seemed she wanted me to stay in her house.

"Yes, stay here Ladri," his mother cut short while showing a face in love with me.

"It's okay if I stay here. There will be someone who doesn't like it." I saw Papa Fariza with the corner of my eye.

"you stay here only Ladri, you are free to stay as long as you want." Fariza's mother acted strangely after speaking so. The lips that did not want to get wet several times he forced to look sexy in front of me.

"Yes ma'am, just keep me here for a while. Later if the place of residence has been obtained, I will immediately leave," my face slightly shaded. Fariza's father was no longer standing next to the guest closet, he left after learning I was going to stay at his house.

"Let me show you your room" Fariza's mother approached me and wanted to hold my hand.

"Mother!" Fariza's voice was slightly strong, her eyes slightly cynical not accepting that I was held by her mother.

The middle-aged woman did not commit her intention to hold the hand of the lover of her child. The fingers were almost up as if unable to move hearing Fariza's voice.

Fariza took me to the room upstairs.

Every rung of stairs that I passed, the almost middle-aged woman did not look at me from below.

"This is your room, Lad. I hope you like it," Fariza's face still hasn't recovered from the incident. It seemed, he was thinking of something that was difficult for him to finish.

"Thank you, I love the room" I replied briefly while switching the conversation.

"Why you?" So I said while sitting on a luxurious mattress. He also sat next to me.

"Ladri, about my mother there's one secret you should know, but I can't afford to tell you. I'm ashamed of Lad," his face getting messed up, I looked at him closely.

"Fariza, do I have to marry you first in order for you to tell me all the family secrets in this house. If she is, then tell me, when can I marry you !" After I said that, his face began to improve and frowned.

"You're good at keeping me calm." He slightly tilted his lips, perhaps that was his way to be happy.

"That's my job Fariza. I was created by God to take away all your sorrow. So tell me, I'm ready to listen.?

He fixed his seat, and a few strands of his hair before looking at me.

"Ladri about my mother, there's something you probably won't believe. Before you I had brought a man into this house, but unbeknownst to me, my mother was in a relationship with him. It's so sad that when a woman loves a man but the mother of that woman falls in love too I finally break up with that man, I leave him. S

From that moment on I hated my mother. I don't remember how many months I could talk to her again," after saying that, she threw her body into my chest. I felt the sound of sadness from the story of the past coming back.

"If my mother loved you, would you love her too?" Her voice was a little aground between my shirt and my chest.

"Here, you don't have to cry anymore. Believe me, I was created by God not for your mother but for you, for both of us" I stroked her hair and kissed her hair.

Actually, my lips are very tame to kiss her hair, but this is my only happiness, and maybe after tonight all my days will really be dark.

"That's what I admire about you Ladri. The first time I saw you, I believed you were a good man. Thank you Ladri, you have been present in my life, "he put his body back in my arms after raising his head to look me in the face.

If this happiness is able to survive the age of the soul that God breathed into my body, maybe I am the first human to find the form of love in this world.

About 30 minutes I was in my new room with Fariza, strangely her parents even let me and her son together in the room. Although there is no romance event, at least the room is already the container to make love and they let it. If this happens in my village, it is certain that the couple will be arrested and married immediately.

*****

"Fariza, bring your friend down. Let's have dinner first!" Fariza's mother's voice from the dining table.

Fariza did not speak, she just held my hand and walked towards the dining room.

The dining room was a little roomy, to put a simple dining table. 4 Segmented with the number of seats that fit for the four of us as well.

I was sitting next to Fariza, her father and mother were sitting next to each other, her mother was facing me.

I kept chewing the food in my mouth, "This is delicious lo." Fariza's mother stuffed a piece of fried chicken into my plate.

"Mama, Ladri could also ma." Fariza's face paled, her appetite suddenly gone. At that time also the rice on his plate he went back and forth.

Suddenly Papa Fariza, put the cutlery on the plate. His voice is a little bit dull. Parrr, though,,

"Okay, papa did the hell ! Fariza looked at her papa a little astonished.

"Feeding papa is gone, maybe the worms in papa's stomach are always gnawing." The middle-aged man, left the dining table and went inside his room.

The atmosphere was not getting quiet, even for Fariza's mother, this kind of situation was the right time to seduce me. Goddamnit!

While choosing food on his plate for him to eat, he occasionally looked at me with the corner of his eye.

I also looked at her with the corner of my eyes, while Fariza was laying her head on my right shoulder.

Suddenly the woman who did not know at that age, played her feet to my toes. While looking at me with the corner of his eyes and a tempting bite of food, also a body shake that can not stop. He gave me the code through his eyes and lips and feet.

I also put my foot on his foot. I rub it slowly and very slowly until I see a bright face.

I can't imagine Fariza seeing my feet and her mother's feet making love near her feet without her eyes knowing.

I put the spoon on the glass plate, then glazed over my mouth a little softly.

"Are you ready, Lad?" Fariza's looking at me.

"Yes, I'm full" I said as I put down the sarbet.

"Let's go!" Fariza looked at her mother with the corner of her eyes. I know, Fariza wants to prove to her mother that she's better at having me. Poor man who at first just closed his eyes to be happy. Tonight is given the option of being happy, old or young.

Fariza and I were sitting on a chair in the middle of the house. While talking lightly. Every now and then he laughs at the impressions that his character is tipping over to make people in this country laugh.

The clock was getting higher, I saw Fariza yawn a few times, until she was not strong enough to keep talking to me anymore.

"I'm sleepy" he got away from me but took my hand and took me into the room.

From the corner of the living room, I saw her mother looking at me. The gaze called me so that at midnight we would meet on a bed that had not yet become a bride.

I closed the door, then laid Fariza on the bed. He was unconscious, his eyes were closed and did not want to know what my next story was.

I lay beside him fantasizing sometimes I laugh at myself remembering the story in this family.

Midnight has come, I haven't slept.

the sound of breathing from outside I heard, the longer it got stronger. I felt it, the sound of a woman's breath calling.

That happiness is only tonight and a few days, after this I will make Fariza disappointed in me. Perhaps of the many men he knew, I was the only one who dared say I loved him, loved his mother and a prison cell.

The sound of the breath was getting clearer, the smell was not so fragrant anymore, just like the breath of the late grandmother when she kissed me a few years ago.

I saw Fariza, it seemed like she was meeting a good figure in a dream. It was so clear, because every breath he breathed was fragrant, I felt it. The great aroma of the breath of a dreaming woman.

Fariza, before I kiss your mother, I have to kiss you first. That means that there are two women I kissed in a dream.

After tucking her lips, I fixed the slightly messy blanket on her body. After that, I moved slowly towards the door.

I went upstairs, into the room he showed me.

after my door closed not so tightly, I heard the sound of the door opening. Slowly and very slowly the door moved.

I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.