The Love of Kalila

Self-surrender

The light footsteps brought Lila back to the shrine which bears witness to the loss of her virginity for more than 23 years. Yeah, Marcel's private room.

Lila was already right in front of the door of the room. Still hoping for a miracle to come in the seconds he entered the space. Any miracle, 30 million fell from the sky. Or Marcel who fell from the sky, to be destroyed. But if he dies, he will still be haunted. Horrifically.

"Simple.." The door of the room opened slowly. The figure of Marcel wrapped in casual clothes and training pants appeared on the sidelines of the open door.

Lila's surprised. Not because the door opened suddenly. But the appearance of the man was plain, not as usual. "Hey my mind, he was the prime suspect in my life case during my time in this city" he grumbled inwardly.

"And I told you the password. You forgot?" ask Marcel to open the chat.

Lila shook her head slowly at the sign of no. He memorized exactly the password of that door. Only numbers 7 and 8 are repeated. But the weight is what it feels like to squeeze those numbers.

"So why have you been standing outside for so long? Doubt it?" marcel Goda.

The woman did not answer. Then Marcel let Lila in and followed behind him. Invite her to sit on the living room sofa and lean back casually next to Lila.

"Changed mind? Though this was not 1x24 hours after the previous meeting," Marcel was still engrossed in teasing the tense Lila.

"Please, Brother. Don't keep teasing me!" lila Pinta.

Sis? Said Kak who had just come out of Lila's mouth to stomp Marcel's maleness. Lila is indeed inviting, how she is not tempted. Especially Marcel, who said he was a dappled nose. Beautiful, fashionable, nice bodied. "Huh.." swelled Marcel through a sigh.

"So you agreed to our agreement before, right?"

"I don't have a choice."

"What has no choice. Going back to me is a good choice."

Marcel approached Lila's statue-like body.

"Then, now can you? There's something wrong with you" he whispered into Lila's ear.

The woman dodged quickly. Stay away from the seat that was next to Marcel.

"Of course we play in the back. Don't get caught, baby. Especially your cousins and family. It will only be our secret. Because what I heard, something forbidden was far too sweet and refreshing."

Fucking answers like that come out of his mouth. But strangely Marcel's eyes reflected something else. Although upset to find the fact that his status is only as an affair, but Lila who is sensitive to softness quickly came to a conclusion. "He's hiding something about his wife."

"Basic shit!" this time Lila did not speak in her heart. Her lips just accidentally clicked on a swear word. Instead of being angry, Marcel laughed loudly while slamming himself into the back of the sofa.

"I think you're a doll that's just being told to be. It turns out that your lips can swear yes," seduced Marcel while pinching the tiny lips of Lila who had just insulted him.

His hand grabbed the lips, gently rubbing Lila's upper and lower lip. Smelting lipstick that had been neatly arranged before he came to the place. Then he slowly kissed the lips earlier. Soft, so soft that Lila didn't rebel.

Then the hand slid into the section of the gundukkan that had earlier challenged his lust. Not playing, whatever Lila has, is a little different from most women who have played with her.

"How many women have you slept with?" lila asked on the sidelines of her wild fantasies as Marcel touched her body.

"You don't have to worry. Mister is a voter. Not carelessly entering anyone," whispered Marcel again in Lila's ear.

Lila looked so relaxed again. It seemed like he could foresee his future right then and there. The sensations of fear, nervousness, and others were just like that time.

And sure enough, after being satisfied to play with every inch of Lila's body, Marcel immediately entered Lila and did his activities.

Lila was still astonished, the pain she remembered and haunted was still felt. Although it didn't hurt much at the time. But what he felt at that time was another taste. Which also never imagined before.

Marcel made no sound other than his breath coming up and down. Every now and then Lila looked towards the man. Just like before, Marcel's face looked sad and sad. I don't know just Lila's feelings, but the man's eyes are glazed.

"Why is this?" lila asked in her heart who was very curious about the man.

Feeling Lila looking at her face with a puzzled look, Marcel led Lila to turn her back so she could hide her expression.

Suddenly, Lila who had felt a little understood and questioned the true situation from behind Marcel's mask, now turned to curse the man.

In his heart he cursed to Marcel who made him like pela**, crying over the fate and self-esteem that he had always been proud of during his life to be taken for granted by people who appeared out of nowhere.