The Darkest Dream

Opium

After his friends died at home, Grend is now driving his car slowly. In order to take longer on the journey.

"Helen?"

"Ah, huh?" apparently the girl has been daydreaming since.

"Thank you for coming, I thought you weren't coming. I was frustrated, I'm sorry if you had to listen to a bad word from Marcia's mouth. Honestly, I almost did it, lucky your shadow messed up my concentration until I regained my senses and stopped doing it. I'm sorry.." Helen tries to digest Grend's confession, why does Grend feel guilty to her.

"Why are you apologizing to me? you're not wrong, we're nobody. So what right do I have to be mad at you." Tukas Helen is what she is.

Grend slowed his car to a complete stop, the man turned his seat until now facing Helen.

"So I feel guilty for you.." Grend paused his sentence with a long sigh. "I like you, maybe a long time ago. But I always denied it. Maybe because my ego is too high. But now I really can't help it anymore. Helen, I know I'm a jerk, will you forgive this bastard. Give me a chance to prove the seriousness of my heart, I beg you." Grend said, Helen was stunned to hear Grend's words. It felt unbelievable, but just now the man expressed his feelings. Didn't he hear wrong.

"Helen?"

"Huh? sorry, I was too surprised. Joking you've gone too far with Grend. Better get me home now. Like the effect of alcohol on your body starts to react. " Reply Helen was confused herself having to respond to how. He felt his heart beating faster than usual. There was a turmoil of happiness when he heard the declaration of love from the man before him. But he also did not want to be trapped in a situation that resulted in Grend's momentary feelings.

"I'll drive you but answer my question first. Will you give me a chance to win your heart?" repeat Grend full request. Helen's getting into a dilemma. If there are two friends, he can ask for the opinion of both.

"I don't know, I'm confused.I don't want to be played anymore. I'm still traumatized by Grend." Helen was honest. Grend took a heavy breath. Helen still finds it hard to believe.

"Listen Helen, I'm serious. Sorry for tonight, I'm tempted to be distressed by my feelings. And I don't blame you. It's my fault for being tempted. But I promise you, I'll be the man you want me to be. Give me a chance, just once." Grend continued to beg. Helen stared at Grend's bead to see the solemnity in the man's blue eyes.

Until finally Helen nodded slowly, Grend immediately grabbed Helen's body into his arms. His heart was broken without being in control.

"Thank you Helen, thank you. I promise to be a faithful lover. Please believe me. Thanks baby." said Grend happily

"Don't call me like you call another girl when you fuck. I feel like ja*l*ang" Helen said to Grend's astonishment.

"Well, what about honey? sweetie ? do you like it, hmm?" Helen nodded softly in a timid style, her cheeks blushing red. Grend cupped Helen's cheeks together with gauntlet. For a long time he wanted to do it, but his ego was too high. So he vented her by pranking the girl to get close to her. Even though he knew how to go wrong, by harassing Helen. It would make the girl hate him.

"I'm sorry for my mistake all along, I'll pay you a lot of love and attention from tonight." Helen smiled wryly, her heart warmed to feel Grend's sincerity. Although there are still doubts about other concerns. Let him think later, he wants to see how Grend keeps him from tomorrow.

"Now let's go home, but I still want to be with you. What if we go to the beach for a second? in my car there's a tent." Grend's proposal suddenly. Helen was a little confused, she was afraid that Berea would look for her later.

Understanding the meaning of Helen's silence, Grend immediately contacted Berea.

"Hello, I'm Grend. I just wanted to say, if I wanted to take Helen to the beach. So don't worry about her, she's safe with me. I'll take good care of my lover, you take it easy." Helen blushed at Grend's words, not knowing what Berea and Zion thought of her.

"Alright, you've already obtained permission from your nanny's mother" Grend's tease made the two chuckle softly.

"It's so dark in here." said Helen hugging her arms holding back the cold. She hardly ever went to the beach, last time when her father was alive. And that was a long time ago.

"There I am, I made a bonfire for a moment. Go inside the tent first." Grend's orders began to pile pieces of wood to make a bonfire. His hands moved agilely doing just that. Helen was astonished to see the man's skill in piling the wood.

"You look like you're very good at it." said Helen, who is now sitting in front of the entrance to the tent. He kept watching what Grend was working on.

"I've told you, I love camping. Didn't you listen to what I said yesterday?" Helen shook her head slowly, she did not listen. Because he was scared of that man. Grend smiled amusedly at Helen's honesty.

After Grend finished sitting near Helen in the back position, "forward a little.." Grend told Helen, though confused she just obeyed him. "Now back off again." Again Helen only followed Grend's instructions until Grend's sturdy arm was now coiled in her stomach then Helen understood. If Grend wants his position to be in the man's arms. His lips smiled happily behind the faint glow of Grend's bonfire.

"Do you like this place? I come here often when I'm bored. It's quiet here and I can scream as loud as I can." Grend placed his chin over Helen's shoulder as her most comfortable backrest.

"Like. Do you come here often with Rosa ?" ask Helen carefully.

"No. You're the first girl I brought here. After all I never took the other girl alone with me, we used to go along with the others. Are you jealous, honey?" goda Grend pleased. She likes it when Helen is jealous of her.

"No, that's your right. It's over, isn't it?" elak Helen didn't want to admit it. Grend turned the lover's shoulder, then stared at the bead stick that had managed to tear down the coldness of his ego.

"I love you Helen, trust me." After uttering an ear-wrenching loving sentence, Grend scooped up the tiny lips that always teased him. Lum*atan and hisa*pan made de*s*small Helen pass. Grend's getting excited.

"Sorry.." Grend's breath frowned, his forehead fused with Helen's forehead. Helen was only able to nod slowly, a sensation she had just felt for the first time, capable of breaking her defenses. It's crazy, he feels soaring into space without being prevented.

"Are you still cold?" again Helen just nodded. Grend took her into the tent. There are mattress blankets and pillows. Like Grend is very fond of camp events. In view of the readiness that exists, Grend is really a lover of the universe.

"We're going to sleep here?" helen asked after being silent for a long time.

"Yes, do you mind ?" Grend asked back to make sure.

"No, it's just it's my first time. I'm a little afraid of sleeping out in the open like this." Grend laughed softly.

"It's safe here, I've slept here for two nights on strike meeting my family." Obviously Grend convinced his lover.

"Alright, after all my meat must be bad. The wild animals will definitely get diarrhea." Grend chuckled at the lover's words, his arms reaching Helen's petite body into his arms.

"Like I am now, I'm suffering from a chronic disease by devouring your sweet lips. Holy hooch! you really make me honey opium." said Grend Gemes himself. The two lay staring at each other, slowly but surely. Grend began to gobble up Helen's opium lips. His hands have also moved agilely along the curves of the lover's beautiful body. Grend really cursed his stupidity all along. A jewel as beautiful as this, he ignored even he hurt.

"Sorry.are you angry?" asked Grend to stop his activity. His eyes stared at meyu on the netra Helen who also looked like her. Helen shook her head to find out what was going through her mind. She obviously enjoyed all of Grend's treatment of her.

"Am I allowed to continue." asked Grend carefully, he knew Helen must have never done it with anyone. And she wanted to be the first person for Helen. I can't wait to get Helen to be hers. This is purely the turmoil of the teenage soul, nothing to do with morals. It all depends on each viewpoint. That's what Grend thinks.