Steps Connect

Missing Crown

Until the morning, Anara's eyes are very difficult to be closed. His mind was having a weekly night thinking about Candra as well as Bryan. The two friends, it turns out ....

Many times, Anara read Bryan's reply. Just to make sure he does not look wrong, also not misread. But the writing has not changed. It is so.

The envelope contained the reality that led him to his early self so that the student was put on a desk, close to the notebook and some reference books his final assignment.

While behind the door there, Bryan's black jacket hangs dashingly. Being the view in Anara's room that is not how wide this is.

The brown-eyed man, first swish of Anara's blood at the beginning of the meeting, but the long-haired man with curly curly hair suddenly disappeared, and returned after almost four years of silence.

Unfortunately, the man came back not at the right time. Anara is still Candra's lover, Bryan's own best friend.

I still can't believe everything is like this.

All this time we were so close as friends, you are always a cooler for every anger Candra, also for the problems of both of us.

After enjoying the scene before her eyes, Anara regained her senses. He's not feeling good on his own.

Gradually his consciousness was gone and his eyes were completely closed. Wading through dreams that are sometimes more real than reality is sometimes like the dream itself.

The sunlight has risen slightly in the east, warming the beginning of the day that is filled with boisterous activities of the residents of the cost. Holidays like this, the cost is always excited by the voices of residents who clean the room, wash, or just talk to each other.

The crowd this morning was intensified by the sound of a knock on the door of Anara's room from a few seconds ago. The man with plain jogger pants black color with white polo color back throw a smile towards the occupants of the cost that passed where he stood.

An, open dong! Yes aampuun. Temen one kos-mu serem-serem, see kayak people want to strip.

Candra sped up the rhythm of her knock on the door, as if impatiently asking the room owner to open it immediately. But that door has not yet opened. Many times Candra also contacted women inside, but there is still no authorization.

Czech ...

"It was a long time to open the door," said Candra when Anara's face was plastered there.

The man without further permission, pushed Anara slowly back in and followed her, and the door closed as before.

"Why are you here? From earlier?" Tanya Anara was still sleepy.

"From earlier I called not heard, the door I knocked also did not respond, called let alone. You just woke up?" Candra asked a glance at the blanket on the bed that was still lying.

Anara nodded, "yes. I just got to bed early."

"Why?"

"Most coffee is like it," Anara replied.

"About the holidays, staying up late? See movies? Or stay up late what?"

"So late Sunday night, you ... is it really neat?" Anara looked in wonder at her lover in front.

"I want to take you to the Sunday Market, CFD. We're sports, the culinary truss."

"Yes, why didn't you say?"

"I'm WA you are calm, unread, no response," replied Candra who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Gosh, I'll take a shower first. It won't be long," Anara passed by in a hurry towards the bathroom.

Waiting for Anara who was in the bathroom, the Netra Candra swept through the entire room. His eyes were fixed on the white thing on the table. His steps approached the table and grabbed the thing.

*****

"What do you want to eat?" Candra asked looking at the woman beside her. His hand held Anara's fingers so tightly.

"Fried meatballs, yellow rice trus use anointing, oseng tempe, side dish egg bacem, just as the sauce is little. Bread maryam, getuk, drink trus .. hmmm, look aja deh," replied Anara enthusiastically.

"You are, the same sport eating fast with his meal. All of that?"

"There's you, what's the point?"

"So, I'm like a dumpster when your food doesn't run out?"

Anara chuckled, "if you want, if you don't I take it home to the boarding house. It's over."

The left hand of both of them was holding a pinch containing yellow rice complete with side dishes. While the right hand each busy working to put food into the mouth, filling the ammunition after walking so far.

Near his seat on the road guardrail with sidewalks, plastic bags filled with fried meatballs, getuk, and maryam bread as the woman wished. Two clear standing pouches containing drinks with mint leaves are complementary Sunday morning both.

"An," said Candra, who had just finished her breakfast.

"Hmm."

The woman with her hair tied to a horse who was still busy with her fried meatballs just cleared her throat looking at Candra, waiting for the next word.

"Two weeks, I'll take my parents to your house, okay?"

"Huh?" Anara was shocked to the point of almost choking.

After giving water to her woman, Candra again said, "then?"

"Kok. That's too shallow, Ndra?"

"Why? Wait for me to type?" Stare Candra at Anara's eye bead with instens.

"Whose song? Anyway, not clear!"

"Bryan's."

Anara patted her forehead, against the rumble in her chest, "astagaaa that was again discussed from yesterday. The mood is broken know?"

Anara got up and walked first, Candra followed Anara's steps which increasingly brightly implied the turmoil.

"As far as you are, Ndra."

"Don't whatever! We both walk. Why am I the only one who seems to want us to be more serious?"

"How many times have I said? I still want to focus the thesis, still want to go there to enjoy the youth," Anara replied annoyed.

"Because of that? Not because of anything else?"

"What?"

"Forget it!" Tukas Candra finally. Freely debating Anara, she began to be good at kink.

Slowly drawn her female arm, leading Anara back to walk the path of a relationship that is winding and hollow. Occasionally the Netra Candra looked back, finding her woman similarly silent.

I won't take you for a second. I knew there was another hand stretching out and ready to pull you in any moment when I let my guard down for a moment.

Along the way, the two of them remained silent and did not utter a single word. Only the circle of Anara's hands on Candra's waist seemed to be a sign that they were trying to look fine.

Candra motor continues to drive through the road that is not too crowded this morning before noon. The alley to Anara kos was already over a few meters ago. However, the man did not heed Anara's questions.

"Where are we, Ndra?"

The sound from behind was like a backsound accompanying Candra's chaotic thoughts,

My own best friend loves my woman, what is more worrying than that?

"Candra! Where we going?"

"To my house."

After 15 minutes, both arrived at the industrial house. Candra's hand opened the door impatiently. His heart was filled with feelings of anger, disappointment, and anxiety into one.

Anara who began to feel her lover was not really okay it was just following the footsteps of Candra into the house. Arriving inside, Anara's mind is busy turning back the memory of yesterday when Bryan was still there.

"I take a shower first" said Candra flatly. Anara just nodded.

The passing of Candra increasingly let Anara's imagination, the pieces of memory with Bryan re-strung intact to make the memories present again.

The first time Anara shouted to see Bryan bare-chested out of the room while kicking a song. When he heard Bryan strumming a guitar chanting Naff song ahead of the planned departure of the five of them to Jogja. Also lunch after his return from social service and.

Painful, Yan. Excuse me. I'm the less sensitive one.

Anara scooped her face rough. From the back appeared again Candra was bare-chested, the lower part of her body was only covered in a towel wrapped around.

The look in the man's eyes could not be interpreted. Sendu but keep a lot of questions. His steps were getting closer to Anara who was sitting on the sofa. He approached Anara after closing the door perfectly.

Candra who was already beside Anara opened her voice, "we fiancee first!" The sentence was returned. However, this time in a flat tone.

"I-iya," Anara replied in sudden alarm.

Candra advanced her body without letting go of her intimidating gaze, pressing Anara to the edge of the sofa. His hands swiftly held Anara's nape. Slowly her head was tilted and her lips touched Anara's lips.

Gently Candra was frowning her woman. The other hand was already busy squeezing the chewy thing in front. Make Anara escape the sighing sound until Candra's tongue freely burst into it. Interlocking and exchanging saliva.

Along with the voice of Anara who is increasingly stirring because of the massage on her chest. Candra slipped her hand into the shirt, lifted the lid and her fingers were busy playing on Anara's breast. Making Anara increasingly soften the beautiful sounds in the ears.

"Keep sighing, Anara!"

Slowly, Anara's white T-shirt is revealed upward by Candra. The kiss gets down to the neck past the sweatshirt and stops at the chewy bumps. Sweep that thing and make red marks there.

Then his tongue turned to the tip of his female breast, playing there. Anara had already leaned her head on the sofa feeling the play of her hands as well as Candra's tongue.

Candra's hand goes down through Anara's stomach and infiltrates Anara's sweatpants until she touches the last cloth. Enter between the thighs and find an object that has begun to get wet because of his actions.

Candra's finger slowly played in the sensitive area, Anara's voice increasingly rummaged with the faster Candra played her finger. Unable to power anymore, Candra took off Anara's pants violently and impatiently.

His finger back to touch the thing was even more wild. Her lips again peppered Anara and quickly her hands opened the winding of her towel.

"Can-dra, stop!" Pinta Anara in the middle of their hot fondling.

But the man was overwhelmed with fear and anger. He wants to have Anara in full. Anara's words just passed by in the ear.

With a swift hand he held Anara's increasingly struggling hand. He impatiently pressed his own on Anara's narrow possession. Unheard of Anara's voice as well as teary eyes were begging for it.

"Prepare baby. It hurts, but .. you're going to get hooked" Candra said again trying to suppress hers.

"You're so cramped, baby," Candra kept pressing hers.

"It's Candra! Enough!" Anara began to feel the heat in the center of hers, the man above her was so forced to enter.

Anara who was getting sobbing with all her might pushed Candra's stocky body. However, free. His strength is not much.

Bryan's shadow comes back to light with a scary Candra grin. The man should have suddenly appeared to help her. But, Anara realized, she was not a character in a movie or an imaginary novel.

Slowly Anara's thrash squeezed. Realizing that, Candra stretched her grip on Anara's arm. Feel like you have time. Finally as strong as the rest of his energy pushed Candra who was being crushed by that damn lust.

His hand quickly hit the man's nape, "your bastard, Candra."

Quickly, Anara again picked up her pants and put them on. Turn the lock and open the door wide. In the middle of a thousand steps, Anara cursed Candra. His heart was disappointed and from the beautiful netra back fell tears that began to river.

"Candraaaa, have you!" Pekik Anara exited the gate of the housing.

"Virtually missing the crown," muttered Anara relievedly looking over to the end there. She was a tear from her netra.

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