Pursuing My Love of Hands

Can I do that?

Still waiting for Mara, Byan sat on the edge of the bed looking at the face without getting bored. His hands were itchy, eager to flick the strands of hair that had been covering Mara's face and blocking her view.

"I can't stand still, it's very disturbing" Inner Byan, as her hand moves towards Mara's face.

Not yet had time to get rid of the strands of hair, Mara moved suddenly so that made Byan's hand touch his face accidentally.

"Eughhh," Mara squirms, feeling that something is hitting her face. But because his eyes were still sticky, he went back to sleep.

"How is this?" Byan's confused. He decided to lie down next to Mara and closed his eyes.

After a few seconds, Byan opened his eyes to look at Mara. Mara closed her eyes. From there, Byan could only continue to pry at his smile. For her, Mara's behavior during sleep is adorable like a baby.

Lying down while supporting her head looking at Mara, making her no longer want to move from this position. Unfortunately, he could only stare at that face without daring to touch it. In fact, his desire was so deep to act prey on the figure of Mara that he so longed for. If it was another man, it was not impossible for Mara to have run out this second.

Byan shifted his body, wanting to get closer to Mara. But it actually makes Mara's ears disturbed, due to the sound of bed linen caused by the movement of Byan's body.

Slowly Mara opened her eyes, faintly able to see the figure of a person in front of her. Until he decided to collect his life first, then re-open his eyes.

"Am I dreaming??"

Mara saw the figure of Byan who continued to look at her while smiling. He returned to smile at Byan.

"Even a broad day like this I still dream of you," Mara swung her hand. Touching the face of Byan who now looks different than before.

Receiving a touch of Mara's hand on her face, Byan could only swallow the saliva. This touch made him drunk. Mara really looks like she's teasing herself.

"You look different," Mara shifted her hand to and fro touching the face of Byan who was now overgrown with fine feathers. Before, the face was clean. Is it possible because it hasn't seen each other for a long time, so this time it looks different?

"Can't you show up in my real life? Why do you only dare to show your face in my dreams, huh???" Mara smiled, then she closed her eyes back with her back on her back.

"I've been in your real life, even since then,"

Hearing Byan's distinctive voice, Mara was shocked and opened her eyes again. In his view back Byan who is still next to him, but has now changed positions. Byan was no longer lying down, he was now sitting with his legs crossed.

"Ma-mas Byan???" Mara was aghast, she immediately got up from the bed.

"You're so good, are you having a good dream??" Ask Byan to smile.

"Even I'm afraid to interrupt if I wake you up" continued Byan.

"W-what are you doing here?" Mara asked no heed to Byan's question.

"I'm free to do anything, this is my room" replied Byan lightly.

"A-whataa????"

Mara was really defeated, she just remembered if she was currently in Seoul. Unfortunately, he was too complacent and slept soundly when he saw the soft mattress without first finding out who the owner was.

Byan leaned her body, getting closer towards Mara feeling anxious with the expression Mara was showing her. If Mara is food, then she will immediately eat it until it runs out.

"If you're like this, I'd like to get to it"

Bugh!!

Mara throws Byan's face with a pillow. Then he immediately got out of bed, avoiding Byan.

Mara no longer uttered words, she was so ashamed of her own behavior. Especially if he remembers if he has touched Byan's face. He wanted to take off his shy face and put it in his pocket.

"Mara, come here,"

"Sorry about that, I really don't know if ..."

"No need to apologize, I just thank you for your dream that I so know if you still meng-"

"My dream is not about you, don't be proud Mas," Mara still dodged. He really wants to straighten this out. It's hard for Mara to admit it.

"really? Then the dream was for another man??" Asked Byan by raising his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Yes!" Mara answered firmly.

"If it's for another man, why do you seem to enjoy it so much when you touch me??" Byan throws a pillow into the mattress, then he comes down from the bed approaching Mara who just stands like a statue.

"Enjoying? W-what do you mean, Mom? The touch was unintentional, even I was unconscious."

"Mara, are you sure?"

Byan really misses moments like this. Where he can talk a lot with Mara. He also longed to disturb and persecute Mara.

"Yes, I'm so sure. Anyway I just touched your face, not the others" Mara again.

"Heuh, you don't even remember what happened to us," Byan squinted his evil smile.

"What's going on, Mom? Don't fuck around!"

"Let's see your neck, please,"

Mara directly held the area of her neck, then she used both of her hands to cover her neckline.

Byan could only stumble his smile back, whatever he had in mind, until he had the heart to prank Mara.

"What's wrong with my neck??"

"There's something you can't see" replied Byan happily.

Mara pointed at the corner of the room, where there was a mirror and she immediately approached the mirror. He was looking for something in his neck, something he was afraid of because of the work of Byan. Apparently, he found nothing. No trace or thing was left on his neck.

"You pranking me, Mas?" Mara showed her angry face.

He immediately turned his back, wanting to teach Byan a lesson that could never stop judging him. But, the bike was too late. Byan was right behind him. So that when he turned around, his face immediately met Byan's face.

"Mara, aren't you angry anymore??"

Byan was getting closer and closer. He no longer wants to argue. All he wanted to do right now was to approach Mara without debate, without discussing any other issues, and without any rejection from Mara.

"Stop, Mas. Don't come any closer!" Mara's orders.

Like having experienced something like this, where he was in a room with Byan. She didn't want her ex-husband to do things he'd done before. Even Mara has to be careful.

"Mara, for months we haven't met, I feel like I've been living it for centuries. I missed you, Mara. I really want to hug you, can I do it???"