The Destiny of Love HanAra

Flashbacks

Twelve years ago, in mid-October. In a house that is quite luxurious, a girl is seen in a hurry. To the extent that the girl went down the stairs with half a run.

"Don't run, darling, you'll fall" forbid Indri's mother, Deandra's mother.

"Just calm down, Mah, that's not going to happen" Saut Deandra said when he was at the bottom of the stairs. Then walk a few steps toward his mother who was peeling the apples at that time.

Deandra rested her body on the sofa, next to her mother. Then take a piece of peeled apple and put it in the mouth.

"Where are you going, anyway, De?" ask the mother.

"You go for a walk, Mah" Deandra replied in between her chews.

"Where to walk? be careful not to go far, you know, yes," said the mother gave a warning.

"Yes, Mah."

Suddenly Inara, who was 5 years old, approached Deandra.

"Sister.., let's accompany me to play," asked Ara. The little girl tugged at the end of the skirt that her sister was wearing.

"Sister wants to go, Dek.., Adek play with Mamah, yes," Deandra refused.

Ara shakes. "No want! Ara wants the same Kak Dea," he said memelas. He clutched Deandra's shirt.

"So, I'm going to go, Deck. Later, yeah, play it?" deandra.

"But, Ara wants it now, not later. Come on, brother," he whined.

"Mah...." Deandra glanced at her mother. He asked his mother for help to persuade his sister.

Indri also approached Ara, his youngest daughter.

"What do you want to play, honey?" indri said, while carrying Ara. Then gave a kiss on the cheek of his little daughter who was the kingpin.

"Ara wants to play house with Dea, Mah."

"Oh, Ara wants to play house. Yes, let's mamah befriend," said mama Indri.

"But, Ara wants to be like Dea."

"Sir Deanya's leaving, honey. Just the same mom, huh? Later mamah make huge houses," said Indri.

"Really, Mah?" saut Ara enthusiastic. His eyes looked sparkling, just like when he got the reward.

"Sure, dear," said Mama Indri. He also took Ara to a room that is usually used to play his daughter.

While Deandra is seen standing up, preparing to leave.

"Dea is gone, Mah," he cried as he stood in the doorway.

"Yes, Honey. Be careful on the road and don't go home at night" said Mama Indri.

"Yes." Yeah." Deandra rushed to meet someone who was waiting at the end of the road, not far from his house.

"Honey..," said Dea to a man sitting on his bike.

The man is Dendy, Deandra's lover. Dendy turned her head, looking at Dea with a fluffy smile on her face. Dendy got up from her seat. Then approached Dea and gave a warm embrace to her lover.

Dea also embraced Dendy, inhaling the fragrance from the body of the man she loved. After a while they let go of his embrace.

"Let's go now" Dendy asked.

Dea nodded, agreeing to her lover's invitation. Both are now riding the man's motorcycle. Then it passed away, splitting the fairly congested streets and leaving the place before.

"Where are we going, honey?" ask Dea while on the way.

"You'll know when we get there" said Dendy. The man rubbed Dea's hand that was coiled around her stomach with his left hand. While one hand focuses on driving.

Dea again tightened her arms and rested her head on her lover's back. "Is it far away" he asked again.

"A little while back" said Dendy. He turned his head for a moment, looking at Dea who looked very spoiled. Then look back to the front. He also accelerated the speed of the vehicle he was riding.

Ten minutes later they arrived at their destination. Dendy immediately pulled over his motorcycle and stopped right in front of a small house dominated by white and light brown paint.

After parking his motorcycle, Dendy walked towards the small house. It was followed by Dea trailing behind him.

"Whose house is this?" dea asked as she opened the door with a silver key.

It didn't take long, the door opened. Dendy lets Dea in and chooses to ignore her question.

"Drink first." Dendy handed him a glass of orange juice he had just taken from the kitchen. Then sit next to Dea.

"Thank you" said Dea, accepting her lover's gift. He immediately drank the juice and left half the contents. Quickly the yellow liquid slid throughout his oral cavity, soaking his throat that was quite dry.

"Ahhh, very refreshing" he added, smiling.

"You like it?" ask Dendy.

Dea answered him with a nod.

"Then finish the drink."

Dea again gulped down the orange juice. While his girlfriend was seen enjoying a can of soft drinks.

"Who is the owner of this house?" ask Dea after putting an empty glass on the table. Then rest his head on the lover's shoulder.

After putting down his drink, Dendy stroked Dea's hair gently. Then give a kiss on the top of his head. "This is my friend's house" he said.

Dea turned to the right, looking at the pretty handsome face of her lover. With Dendy. The man stared fixedly at the beautiful face of Dea which was now only a few inches away from him. The close proximity between the two allowed the two of them to feel each other's breath.

Their eyes met, looking at each other. His heart rate was racing faster, along with his second breath that was increasingly hunting. Slowly without them knowing both washed away in an increasingly heated atmosphere. The originally soft kiss turned even stronger and rougher. The soothing decapitation turned into a painful grip. Dea began to realize this. He immediately broke away.

"I think we've crossed the line" he said, removing the lover's hands that were still wrapped around his waist. Then turn your face in any direction.

Dendy took a heavy breath, trying to regulate her breathing which was still hunting. Then she hugged Dea. He put his head on the girl's shoulder.

"Do you love me?" tanyanya.

There was no rejection from Dea. The girl looked back at her lover. "Of course, honey."

Dendy laughed cynically. He changed his position. His hand now grabbed a can filled with soft drinks and downed the contents.

"Why laugh?" ask Dea, astonished.

Dendy put the can back on the table.

"You're lying" he replied.

Dea is getting confused. He did not understand why his girlfriend said that. The girl changed her sitting position sideways, facing the body of the lover.

"Whatchu mean? I don't understand" he said.

Dendy also changed his position sideways, so now the two face each other. "You said you loved me, but all your words were lies" he explained.

"Why do you say that? I've never lied to you" Dea argued.

"Everything I told you is true" he said convincingly.

"Are you serious?" ask Dendy. Dea nodded, assuring.

"If you really love me, try to prove it to me" challenged Dendy.

"What do I have to do so you can trust me?" ask Dea frustrated.

The twenty-one-year-old man grabbed both palms of Dea, grasping them tightly. Then slightly give a swab on the back of his lover's palm with his thumb. Both of his eyes stared in a pair of brownish-black Dea eyes. "If you want me to believe, sleep with me today" said Dendy.

Dea let go of her lover's hand violently. "Sorry, I can't!" dea turned her face away.

Dendy looks unhappy with Dea's answer. He immediately grabbed Dea's face and fondled the girl violently.

Dea tried to break away but her strength was not strong enough to release her lover's hands clutching the nape of her neck. The more he rebelled the stronger the grip on his body.

The longer the man gets out of control. The whining and groaning of pain that came out of Dea's mouth did not care. It just gets more crazy.

While the longer the Dea rebellion actually weakened. It feels like all his energy is up. He could only shed tears, receiving inappropriate treatment from his lover.

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