On Whose Lips Will These Tears I Drop

Room Without Light

I've been sitting on my hands, in a luminous corner. Only a small lamp gave light into my eyes. Maybe this is the place the police mentioned earlier, the most powerful cell. They are placed between other cells.

As I was being led along with my feet in the sewers of the prisoner, the sound of screaming and jeering struck me.

"New friend, hey everybody we got a new kid. Look at his head, more of a jerk than he is." The voice in the holding cell roared as I passed by with a pitiful head. This time I could not cover my head which I had long since covered up from the sight of men.

Not long after, two police officers who slandered me came over. They didn't go into my cell, only from the outside they looked at me, sometimes smiling.

"I didn't expect that the man would be like you." He smiled and offered me a cigarette.

"You son of a bitch, why are you accusing me, why?"

"This is what we call political law, my plan goes on, my rank rises,"

"But why did you take revenge on me, why?"

"Listen carefully, first you need to know who you killed, second you need to know why I killed him by dying in my hand named you. First, what you killed was the son of the superiors of all the police in this town, since his parents knew his son had died from being shot by a bandit, his anger was mounting and he wanted you to be found immediately. Please wait, he will definitely come soon to bring the spirit of his son who said everyone yes died in your hands. Second, he is my rival, because soon he will marry the woman I love so much, so I devise a plan to kill him. And I can't just do it like that, there has to be a shackled hand to hold it accountable. Oh yes thank you, you are ready to clean up my disgrace. One more thing, for your kindness, as long as I'm in this cell I'm willing to help you, except to get out."

"You're really mean, you don't deserve to be a cop, you deserve to be trash."

He wasn't angry even though I said that, just the proud laughing voice he showed me.

"You are indeed********," I spit on him, though not until but I've spat on him.

"Satisfy yourself to berate me, I'll be fine. Say everything, come on! Tell me everything, there's nothing left. "

"That's right," I stood up and hit the prisoner's iron strong.

"If the truth is proven, I'll be the first to see your suit right into this."

Not long after that he left, and told me to get ready for a sunny morning.

I don't know what else to do, this room without a bright light really hit me and obliterated me.

I got cornered and tried to stand up, damn it turns out I was already in the dream back. After all these nights not seeing me finally this cursed night he came too.

"You are my nightmare, you know the news that you mentioned I have met, and now they are with me surrounding myself without me going anywhere."

As usual, a no-man's voice shook back into my heart and mind.

"Bagaima, is it fun in there?"

"For the time being I can't describe how pleasure is, I'm just tormented, and tormented."

"Hmm, who is patient, to comfort you I will always come to you telling the outside world.

"Absolutely, can you get into another human's dream?"

"depends."

"meaning?"

"If the white figure in his dream is stronger than me, then I will not be able to enter into his dream, if I can defeat that white figure then easily I'll get into his sleep."

"All right, now what? Can you leave?"

"You mean into their dreams?"

"Who else."

"Well, I'll imagine his face. There are two women, named Fariza and Nuri Amelia."

"All right I'll try, just wait. As long as I'm gone, I've left behind a good dream for you, a childhood dream. Do you know wet dreams? That is the dream that will come to you, calm woman must be as beautiful as the woman you love. Satisfy yourself, one more, do not hesitate to fuck her, if necessary the dream stroke is greater than reality. I'm gone first."

He was gone, I know that, because of the smell that I don't know what smell has just disappeared. Suddenly the same scent came back, but her voice was softer and seemed to be female. Is this the woman he sent me.

"Hi Ladri, my lord who is with you is in the process of trying to get into another woman's dream. That's why he called me to come into your sleep, what you want from me, do it."

Damn it, hearing her soft voice and the word do it, my second self is powerless. Very strong, even as I remember, this was the first time that extraordinary taste came.

She was very beautiful, her face was white, her eyelashes were a little thick, her hair was elongated. I was trying to hide in her hair.

Not to mention the others, her not-small chest was not big, making this ugly and pitiful head of mine wish to land there, smelling the scent of Heaven from her smooth white chest. Au, the circle is very simple, the distance is like something that is not mentioned by me.

He wears clothes that are often worn by women for the first night. White dress, with a little flower picture. His sleeves were short, his skirt was also short, only up to his thighs alone, about half an inch above his knees. Aihh, that smooth white is what made my second self into a bringas to crash into him. Not to mention, right in the middle there is also a little tear that extends upwards, almost to the part that does not need to be spelled. So perfect. If I could choose, I'd be better in a dream than in the real world.

"You why Ladri, don't you like me if I'm a girl?"

"No, I'm just khyal, what if I could touch you like.." I didn't go on.

He immediately connected my words, "Come here, complete your broken words."

I approached her, her beautiful eyes closed. Even if it was just the least dream I was happy with.

First I kissed her lips, almost five minutes of enduring enjoying something so soft, wet and unexpressed. I slowly lowered my poor head, down to the neck, I kissed and I felt, a strange scent like the scent of my previous dream.

I'm attractive, the crooked skirt she's wearing. I slowly pulled it, as I pulled it I felt the friction of my fingers on her soft thigh.

He did not rebel at all, only resigned and ready to accept whatever I would do.

"Quickly, I cannot linger, for my master is coming soon."

When I wanted to take off his shirt, about a third of his chest, the circle on his chest was also only half visible, smooth white with a red tip as big as corn evoked all the tastes in my body. Suddenly the master he mentioned had come with the black shadow that he had always shown me.

"Sorry Ladri I have to go."

"But we haven't.." I haven't finished talking, the black shadow connected my words.

"Already, you don't have to worry about it, whenever you want it, he'll be at your service."

"Why did he leave?"

"The color I commanded from the beginning, if I come then he must go, for at the same time neither can there be two dreams in your sleep."

I was really disappointed, I almost found a place where my head was hiding, ehh just vanished.

"So how, did you get into their dreams?

"Could be, because when I came there was no dream of a single one guarding him."

"Thank God, now can you go again to get my message across?"

"For now I can't, because soon he'll wake up. Of course I'll be locked up in there. Now that you wake up, think about what you're going to tell them. Greetings"

He was gone, and slowly my consciousness was back in my body. I have also seen a hint of dim light sneak into my eyes. I have woken up to enjoy the world of terraced plots in a prison cell. I don't know if I'll just be here or tortured elsewhere.