Small Stars For Faila
Confessing to be married

Who would resist a man of God's near-perfect creation.

But my heart felt like going far away from the memories with Frans, opening up new pages and changing New names

My heart feels empty not as beautiful as it used to be filled with butterflies that fly into the room of my heart, my heart,

But right now that space felt empty, where did they all go? I asked the heart.

“Fai do you remember this bottle?” Frans asked holding a unique and luxurious empty bottle, I looked at it with the usual facial expression, But

How could I forget that

Flashbacks

Suddenly that memory came back maybe 2 years ago, when my heart was hot again chasing him like a shameless woman I followed him wherever he went,

That time. Dance gives a drink that can make people float like in the air and high-grade with price lebel that can make people shock, the most expensive brand with a bottle cover beautifully engraved, butterfly-shaped, butterfly-shaped, Dari's father was able to get to her easily because the man worked in the midwife of Beacukai,

So often confiscate imported goods that do not pay taxes,

Dari gave it to me, already telling me half again because it has been drunk partly the same Bokapnya,

Hope Frans gives one kiss and maybe more than that, follow the crazy idea of Dance I just follow,

But in short Frans fell asleep without even glancing at me

One of the embarrassing things.

Silly everyone. Though the time I had prepared myself so well with appearance, which was appetizing.

Oh my goodness Fai’ it turns out you were angry first yes, I feel ashamed considering the cheap and embarrassing incident, I felt ashamed,

Remembering him made me suddenly want to disappear instantly from the front Frans who still saw me with a face that was hard to translate Seeing his view like that’ did he again interrupt me whisik began to start feeling bad, feeling bad,

“Fai’ I know you're still big with all this, I'm just trying to give you proof that I have the right to ban you,

“You know this drink bottle ? I knew first your plan was the same Dance, and I knew I wanted to get myself that night, I” she pressed her words with a reassuring look on her face, looking at me so firmly. I hope you understand this.

That night I rejected you, not because I didn't like you. But because I keep your pride in your best friend's eyes,. Maybe Dance doesn't respect you, if you can't take care of your body yourself,” Frans said

Suddenly he's telling me, yes, if you think about it.

“Faila” the window turns soft as silk and his eyes look mercifully can melt snow in the north cover, his eyes warm.

Suddenly my heart arrived as if I had awakened who had just died of taste.

Hands gently holding my face, my body in a sitting position looking at the contents of the Treasure box and her position in front of me, gouged out,

I could feel the warm breath of his mouth, the smell of Menthol cigarettes, Frans smoking but not so active only occasionally, only at certain times, just at certain times, Frans,

Suppose he is stired or in a cold or in a state of saturation will wait where he will smoke.

Both of his palms were holding my face, his big palms were drowning my slightly round face with my big round eyes and my long eyelashes.

he looked at me, so warm, I could clearly see every carving of his face, his brown eyes contrasting with his pointed nose, and his lower lip thicker than his upper lip.

“Let's get married” that sentence makes my body turbulent and take the position of wanting to retreat. It seemed Frans had read my reaction, his hand holding my face, making my lips slightly swish forward as a result of his hand pressing left right.

With a swift face right in front of my eyes, with a warm face, seeing that face, any FEMALE would not be able to resist it,

The charismatic face at a glance looks like an Indian actor with a typical pointed nose,

Honestly I'm not a hypocrite I want it, even I want the first to want to snatch it, but the position in the portion of memory forget, confine the intention to do it, I tried to pull my Round face, I tried to pull my Round face, away even though round I am still proud to have a round face stye,

But my reaction, which refused him, did not stop him, his feet shifted the treasure box that mediated between the bodies of the two of us, this time the hand was not separated from my face my three hands had started to move, he took the stance, his right hand with a single kick closer to his hip, closer to him,

Well this can't happen, because I haven't had time to wash my face and even brush my teeth earlier, this is embarrassing. I tried to resist him, I didn't want him to throw up later as he gave me one kissing, I have my own monologue in my heart, and want to run to the bathroom is good just washing your face and gargling with water, and,

Want to scream but my voice is still lost in the storm, I hit his hands a sign I do not want to do it a sign I protested at his policy that gave the authority to force, force,

Frans is the type of person who does not like to be rejected especially what he conveys a fact or truth, his attitude is firm and straightforward, especially,

Accepting the rejection from him made his eyes stern and hardened,

my lips have been******* my lips are gone, even though I am still sick and my face is still pale.

I was petrified, imagining how my lips felt when he stung them to the end, my silent action was not just because I did not want to, he said,

I gave him a rejection because I also felt less pain because my face was also still not washed with water.

“Fai You my wife” tried to lie to me she wanted to take advantage of my memory forgetfulness.

Frans seems to be making a new scenario

“We're married, haven't you seen this wedding photo? He showed me the F&F initialed Ring that I used to make for his wife's obsession, and the prewedding photos that I edited, look perfect, look perfect,

where he was so happy hugging my body from behind with a happy smile,

All photos are lies and edits .

I didn't wait for him because he still kept it, but seeing that I felt ashamed of my behavior once so obsessed I used to do things like that

I felt so ashamed to see everything I did, I wanted to feel like I erased Frans' memory of the shameful things that ever happened

I do, I do,

Although my face seemed to burn with shame, but I still pretended to forget the memory in front of Frans.

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Small Stars For FailaConfessing to be married

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Confessing to be married