PRISONERS END IN LOVE

PRISONERS END IN LOVE
Forgetting the Debate



Grace watched Rizal who was blowing her hand before applying the burn medicine to her hand. The man looked very serious and painstaking in treating her. It turns out that behind his firm attitude, Rizal has a soft side so he cares about his wounded self.


" Srcj ..." Grace grimaced when she felt pain when the skin that was exposed to hot water was pressured by Rizal's finger that was applying the medicine to Grace's reddened skin


" I'm sorry, Miss." Rizal immediately apologized hearing Grace grimace. " I've smeared everything .." continued Rizal.


Grace then blew her hand that had been smeared with medicine by Rizal.


" I'm hungry, what did you buy?" tanya Grace sees Rizal's used plastic wrap ordering a hot coffee.


" I just bought a drink" replied Rizal pointing to the coffee cup that had been nudged Grace.


" Why not buy food?" ask Grace.


" I'm not hungry, Miss." replied Rizal who did not feel hungry yet.


" But I'm hungry, I didn't eat this afternoon ..." Grace got up and picked up the instant noodles and eggs in the kitchen drawer set in her apartment kitchen.


" Please make me some food. My hand hurts ..." Grace hands Rizal instant noodles and eggs, giving Rizal orders to make instant noodles for him.


" Don't you eat noodles this morning? It's not good to eat noodles too often, especially on the same day." Rizal recalled that this morning Grace had breakfast with Chicken Laksa who used noodles, Rizal forbade Grace from consuming noodles too often.


" But I'm hungry and there's no other groceries here than that instant noodle." During this time Grace and Joe always eat out or order food online, so she does not store groceries to cook.


" What does Miss want to eat? I'll order you the food Miss wants." Rizal picks up his phone to order the order Grace wants.


" I want some seafood fried rice then. On the sidewalk next to this apartment there are those who sell seafood fried rice. It's good fried rice." Grace mentioned the menu of food she wanted.


" On the sidewalk? In the role did you mean Miss?" Rizal immediately quipped as Grace said the place of good food that Grace wanted. " It turns out Miss has a favorite food stall on the side of the road also apparently ..." Rizal smiled wryly.


" Would you buy it or not!? Otherwise, let me buy it myself!" Satirized by Rizal, Grace immediately twisted not wanting Rizal to continue insinuating him.


" Sit down, Miss! I will buy it!" Rizal told Grace to sit and wait. While she returns out of Grace's apartment to buy food ordered by Grace.


Grace looked at Rizal's back missing at the kitchen door with a frown. However, before long a smile was seen on the lips of the woman.


" That's good of him, can I have a message ..." Grace giggled with her mouth shut.


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Rizal unfolded the seafood fried rice wrap and put the fried rice wrap on the plate and thrust it in front of Grace.


" Hmmmm, it smells really hungry ..." Grace smelled the scent coming out when the fried rice wrap was opened. He then turned to look at Rizal and gave the plate containing fried rice to Rizal using his left hand.


" My hands have a hard time scooping the necklace. You feed me!" grace orders Rizal, making Rizal's forehead wrinkled.


" You're the one who caused my hand to hurt, right? So you're responsible!" connect Grace when she sees Rizal not picking up the plate he thrust.


Rizal is forced to accept a plate of fried rice from Grace's hand, then pulls the chair beside Grace and occupies it. The man started to feed Grace.


" You don't buy fried rice, either?" she asked Grace because she saw Rizal only buying one fried rice for her. " Or, you want us to eat a plate of both?" Grace grinned.


" I'm not hungry yet, Miss." said Rizal.


" That's really good, you know! Cobain, man!" Grace had Rizal try her fried rice.


" No, Miss! Thank you ..." Rizal refused.


" You're so scared to use my used spoon. I don't have a contagious disease! Don't be afraid, I won't spread the virus." Grace took the plate and spoon in Rizal's hand. " Here, replace me who feeds you!" By holding the pain in her hand that was hit by hot water, Grace scooped the fried rice and thrust it into Rizal's mouth. Just like this morning when Grace was about to feed Rizal.


" Isn't Miss' hand hurting?" Rizal looked suspiciously at Grace who could hold her own tablespoon.


Back with great force finally Rizal opened his mouth and received a bribe from Grace.


" Where? Yummy, right?" ask Grace.


Rizal gave a small nod, not because he was forced to. But, because of the taste of fried rice it really tasted good.


" It was delicious because it was mixed with my saliva ..." Grace half laughed seeing Rizal admit that the fried rice tasted good.


" Now, again ..." Grace returned to feed the rice to Rizal's mouth. However, this time Rizal refused.


" No, thank you!" Rizal then got up. " Miss just finish the Miss' food." Rizal stepped outside the kitchen, making Grace smile happily, because he felt that he had succeeded in making Rizal misbehave his attitude.


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Grace sees Rizal sleeping on the guest sofa after he finishes his meal. The man folded one hand under his head, with the other hand holding a cell phone.


Grace glanced at the cctv then walked up to Rizal and stopped beside the reclining Rizal sofa.


" Are you going to stay here, old man?" Grace sat on Rizal's thigh.


" Is your wife and son not looking for you? Aren't they mad that you're staying in the apartment of a brave woman like me, old man?" The brave woman Grace meant was the woman who dared to tease men like she did to Rizal at this time.


" Miss, come down!" Found Grace sitting on his body Rizal immediately rose from his sleeping position, until now they faced each other with Grace was in Rizal's lap.


Grace put her hand on the nape of Rizal. " Oh yes, I forgot .. Your man said you were a widower." Grace's lentic finger stroked Rizal's jaw which was overgrown with hair. " How long have you been a widower? Do you have a boyfriend again? Did you channel your biological needs to your lover?" Grace's hand began to go down and unbutton the shirt that Rizal used, until now his hand rubbed Rizal's hairy chest.


" Miss, come down! Don't be like this!" Rizal doesn't want to be stuck with Grace's false seduction. She kept asking Grace to get out of her body.


" How about we get laid, old man?" whispered Grace in Rizal's ear, not mind Rizal's request "Don't you want it in the hotel. At the hotel I refused because I thought you were a striped-nose man. I don't know if he's your son." Grace mentioned the reason in a spoiled tone.


" No, Miss! Miss, you better go back to the room." Rizal had to swallow her saliva many times because of Grace's actions this time trying to penetrate the thickness of her faith that was thinning due to the tantalizing temptation that Grace always offered her.


" What if I want to be here?" Grace seems to challenge Rizal.


" Miss, don't let me be rude to you!" threaten Rizal because Grace doesn't follow his words.


" What do you want to do to me, old man?" Grace leaned her head against the chest of Rizal's field and looked up at Rizal's face. There was absolutely no fear of Rizal's threat.


" Didn't you want to feel a real kiss with me?" Grace looked at Rizal's lips and turned to the eyes full of adult male charm before her.



Rizal also looked at Grace's face, until they looked at each other long enough, then his gaze now turned to look at Grace's lips that were half-open as if giving a code to him to touch.



Grace kept her head away from Rizal's chest. However, the woman re-embraced her hands around Rizal's neck, until their position was visible in the team. Grace even ventured closer and pressed her lips back to Rizal's. But, in contrast to the time at the hotel, this time Grace kissed Rizal's lips longer with her eyes closed.


As if hypnotized by what Grace did, Rizal was finally provoked to do the same with the woman. The man's hand even pulled on Grace's nape to deepen her kiss. Until without feeling they both seemed to be lulled with the appearance of their lips. They taste each other and moult when their lips meet, making them forget the debates they have been doing.


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