Rose Scented Woman
Continuance
Mira and Doctor Arman drove at an incredible speed away from that inferno, very close to heaven. A beautiful countryside, with a variety of community gardens that are soothing and safe for every ear that hears it.
They no longer use the same car they used before, leaving their phones and all the attributes attached to their bodies, and setting up a more resplendent forward plan, according to Arman.
“Where is Herman? We're going to his house?”
“For what Mira?”
Mira was confused by the words she had just heard, meaning where were they going? Wasn't Doctor Arman Herman's man to save her?
“Mira, it turns out you are prettier than the rumors that have been circulating all this time.”
Mira folds her forehead trying to digest Doctor Arman's speech.
“I've been looking for you for a long time, Mira, you've always refused my invitation, five times. You just imagine what it's like to be rejected five times and suddenly without a plan we've kissed each other.”
“I reject you? Where possible, do not compose,” elak Mira.
“Truly Mira, I often ask you to accompany me but never one of me get approval, it was after I knew you in the place where my Grandmother wanted to order you, but shut it down when I get your condition from Herman.”
“Then which one is the reason you helped me?”
“Why choose one? Because my passion and also your condition add to my confidence to help Herman, even though I have helped him quite often when losing gambling.”
“Thanks for that Arman. Then where are we headed now?”
“To a place that no one knows.”
“Include Herman?”
Arman nodded. Mira suspects, if after coming out of the crocodile hole he will enter again into the lion hole? Mira just took a deep breath, hoping for a better future.
“You hungry Mira? If you want we can eat up front, there's my subscription pecel catfish stall over there. You must like.”
“Of course.”
Shortly after parking the car and ordering enough food, they returned to chatting and occasionally staring. Arman is completely captivated by Mira, although some bruises still have not disappeared from her body, she remains elegant and sexy.
“Mira you know? I had to shave my brew to help you.”
“What's the connection?”
“Yes I should look similar to my late brother.”
Mira looked at Arman not understanding.
“I am not doctor Mira, my twin brother who is a doctor, but he died two days ago due to an accident, then Herman and I devised a plan to pretend to be him because my brother's death was not widely known by others.”
Mira listened enthusiastically to the explanation of Arman who is no longer a doctor, maybe more precisely never a doctor.
“Then why are you? Not that Mak Cik has his own personal doctor huh?”
“That's why I don't know, that night when Herman and I were still working on a plan to release you, uncle called me like he was scared, I think his bipolar is relapsing, she said angel Malik will pick her up to ask for help.”
“Isn't that angel not a lifemaker? Why should I be afraid? Who does he mean exactly?”
“Guard of hell is more terrible than the lifeline of Mira. The angel is Mak Cik.”
“Then why be afraid?” Mira stuffed the head of the catfish to be gnawed at by it, like starving from not being fed a month.
“Yes his name is Mira's black world, not all humans enjoy it, despite the much satisfaction and material I see uncle seems to have something difficult to explain. Maybe like you Mira, you like to make love but do not want any attachment to the name pimps, even though both are just as dark.”
“Absolutely you don't see the difference?” Mira showed her slightly bruised face as a result of the grave torture she felt before she died.
“That's because you rebelled against him right? Didn't he actually offer you well before?”
“Now I'm sure you're not Dr. Arman, you're stupid.”
Arman rounded his eyes, amazed by the words of his interlocutor who inexhaustibly gnawed at the head of the catfish.
“You fool, can you see how I look with Mak Cik and before? Yes I am still the same as a prostitute, but I became a rich, free and powerful whore, not a slave ****. You can see that I who work as a prostitute did not even enjoy sex activities during this.”
“I understand Mira.”
“Yes because it should be a relationship **** it was done by two humans, adam and Eve not added with Siti or Jubaidah.”
“But your network will be more extensive Mira, there are those who take care of you too just in case there has to be taken care of.”
“All right I understand.”
“You know Arman why I never took your order? You are quite handsome.”
“Because Goddess Fortuna never sided with me.”
“Not that, 'cause you're cracking. I don't like.”
“When another woman came after me because of that, how could you not even like it?”
“Jijik Arman, stabbing while making out. I'm not comfortable.”
“Means that even in the public toilet earlier you still feel comfortable?”
“Please just like that.”
“Well, since we're done eating, where are you going to finally deliver it? The infirmary? Or shopping?”
“No need to go to the hospital, I've been good enough, Mommy has treated me well yesterday, and we also don't need to shop, I don't have money.”
“Do not worry about the cost, I will take care of it all, although not a real doctor I remain rich Mira.”
“Alright it's up to you.”
They also ended up buying some clothes, toiletries and other needs that were considered necessary.
“Why is your face moody Mira?”
“I thought we'd shop at Mall.”
“It's also Mall Mira.”
“This is the market name not Mall,” denied Mira.
“This is the Mall of Mira village people, sometimes you have to feel the pleasure of cheap shopping by being able to bargain.”
“Say you're rich, but why should you use a bargain? Your offer is also crazy Arman.”
“We should be able to try many things and position ourselves Mira. If we shop at the usual place, most likely our existence will soon be known to Uncle Mak, you forget? And where we are now you don't see? It's far from the city of Mira.”
“Yes I know, but at least you don't have to show off will spend me and say you're rich.”
“Already Mira, do not protest much, the most important thing now we are safe. Safe on the stomach, in the wallet and also safe from the crazy Uncle Mak.”
After shopping they continued the journey, the day was no longer showing the sun, the streets were dark and quiet, quieter than the grave just heard the sound of crickets and big toads there was no scary ghostly sound, and there was no sound, they may not actually exist.
Arman pulled his car over, he was tired all day driving and Mira had closed her eyes an hour ago.
Arman brushed the hairdresser behind Mira's ears, staring at her intensely from top to bottom.
Although nothing is open, the rosey scent of Mira's body continues to disturb Arman's mind to stay clear and focused on driving.
He lowered his hand towards Mira's reddish cheeks, touching her nose and finally on her red-colored lips. He wanted these lips and...
Cup
Arman kisses her slowly, not wanting Mira to wake up to her mischievous act.
But to no avail, Mira who began to feel the chewy thing on her lips began to open her eyes, noticing the lustful face before her. Mira just quietly let this man continue to touch his body, yes at this time the sturdy hand was already on Mira's chest, not squeezing it but enough to make Mira aroused.
Mira replies to the kiss and makes Arman surprised and returns to her seat.
“Why stop?”
“Sorry I interrupted your sleep.”
Mira did not reply, removing the seatbelt that bound her body.
“Sorry Mira, I don't mean to, you don't go,” said Arman as he pulled Mira's hand so as not to get out of the car.
“On the back only, wider.”
With a slightly incredulous look, Arman understood Mira's intentions and immediately followed her to the back bench to make their car sway by the side of the road.
