Sincerity Jelita's Heart

Chapters 18. I'm actually admiring him

POV Aunt Jelita

It's been a few days that I've lost my spirit, plus a lot of thought for thinking about the problems that happened at my grocery store. Lately there are some thugs who often make troublemakers to make customers afraid and no longer dare to come to shop.

I've tried to report to the police, the result is only two days of safe atmosphere. After the police were no longer on guard, they turned back. I don't know what they want, if only I've given them more security money than I should.

Plus at home, which usually comforts me a little and restores my mood when I see it, now it has never again appeared there.

"Mas Haris I miss you, I want to see you sitting in front of the house while stealing glances at me. Or you who usually mess with the motor by only using shorts."

"Tante really admires your body mas Haris. Especially when Auntie saw him up close while at your house. Aunty really wants to touch her, your checkered belly is very handsome to see."

I smile myself imagining the good looks of Haris. The man I didn't like at first because he secretly peeked at me in the morning. But long after I stayed here, I got used to it and wasn't bothered at all. Sometimes I even deliberately back tease him, wearing minimal clothes in the morning. And doing something must have made the man gulp.

I enjoy my activities every morning. Tease each other by flocking with the house. I who have not felt the touch of a man for a long time, it feels like I have my own satisfaction when teasing him.

Until one night I saw my niece Fitri coming home with mas Haris. I felt very upset and jealous because Haris was close to another woman who was much younger than me. But I'm determined to prove which is better, Fitri or I. That night I used to sleep in a dress that sek-si and without glasses inside.

I'm funny, I deliberately showed my incomparable body. The flattened Fitri is nothing. And my plan worked. Mas Haris looked nervous as he looked at a certain part that stood out. I also purposely raised my dress while sitting so that mas Haris would see my smooth legs.

After that incident Haris and I got closer, we also often chatted together. Tell me a little about my life and mas Haris also tell a little about it. If said Ms. Wanti, she wanted to immediately see Mas Haris married but she said she was picky.

I also tried to find out what type of woman dreams mas Haris. Until the moment in the car on the way to the police station I used Fitri who I knew that she liked Mas Haris a little to ask. Yes, at first I asked her to ask what kind of woman Mas Haris, but did not expect that the girl dared to declare love first.

Of course I was angry, and sent him a short message.

"Hi Fit, did Auntie say ask her type first. Why did you shoot directly."

"Next Tan, it's better to just shoot. Who knows I'm lucky."

I shook my head to read Fitri's reply. The boy was very brave and was not afraid of being embarrassed if he was rejected. I was also waiting for an answer. If until Fitri is accepted, it means that the type of Haris is still young unlike me.

A second later I was relieved to hear Haris reject Fitri, without thinking for a long time he immediately rejected my nephew. I laughed happily in my heart.

Fitri asked me something ridiculous again.

"What's like Aunt Jelita? but my aunt likes a rich, established man."

Mas Haris and I both choked. I was shocked to mix angrily with Fitri who seemed to say that I matre. Old man where he is if I prefer rich men. Just watch out for the boy, just as he seemed to give a bad impression in front of Mas Haris.

Arriving at the police station, I met my ex-sister-in-law who happened to be a police officer. At first I was just saying hello, but suddenly I had an idea to see if Haris was jealous or not if I was close to another man. And it worked, Mas Haris came home first because I kept ignoring him.

I did it and right now I need some time with him.

"Tan, I'll be home." Without a second thought, I allowed Fitri to stay and I left my niece to my ex-sister-in-law. That's when I had a chance with Haris.

I saw that Haris had gone far enough, almost near the highway. I need a struggle to chase after him while shouting to call out to him. My efforts were not in vain, Mas Haris approached me who was in pain because I used high heels.

I was happy when he worried about me, without waiting for long I immediately struggled on his muscular arm. Finally I can touch it too, very hard and everlasting. I wondered how the muscles in his stomach were.

On the way home, I did not expect that something embarrassing had happened to me. I forget that I have to drink my son's abundant drinking water often. Because the police station was so focused on my plan that I forgot. Now it's wetting my front clothes. I was embarrassed at first, until I saw Mas Haris gulping his saliva while looking at my front which seemed to be visible from behind a wet cloth.

Of course I didn't waste it. I was in pain and I let out whistling noises that I made as loud as possible. It was evident that Haris was hooked when I saw his pants that were expanding.

It turned out that the situation was on my side, the road suddenly jammed even though when leaving there was nothing. I also continued to moan in pain in front of Mas Haris until a crazy idea crossed my mind. Although in doubt, Haris did not know whether or not.

"Mas, please help mas.. I can't take it anymore. please mas ..."

Mas Haris seemed hesitant, but I didn't give up. I wanted so badly to feel it, to feel the caress of the dashing man in front of me.

I kept begging and telling the danger if it was full and never released. It works, Mas Haris wants. Soon I could feel her, her mouth moving . Aarrggghhh I can't wait anymore.

Ohh mas Haris hurry, hurry mas.