The Secret Admirer of Dusk

Here Mesra There Galau

Cup..

The eyes of the two men are breaking, their hearts are both beating in rhythm. Andra obeyed his instincts, he kissed the lips of Dusk with affection. The body of the wife in the warmth of her arms.

The spoiled kisses both turned increasingly demanding and turned into suction. As if it were yupi candy, even small bites began to be launched.

It was as if there was a burning feeling in the chest, even though they had never felt it, but both of them knew exactly what it was.

Dusk enjoys the caress of Andra's hand that was originally on his head that was still wrapped in hijab, then moves down as his second kiss becomes more demanding. His eyes were tightly closed enjoying the different sensation of snaking into him.

So did Andra who had closed his eyes, lived his own movement so that his wife could enjoy it without being forced.

"What's the time now? But, it's still daytime.is it no problem? " Task Andra to herself in the heart.

"What Mas Andra wants 'that' yes." Inner Dusk also guessed.

"Eh, don't you. Why does something forget, but what? " Dusk suddenly felt restless.

Without realizing the two, the Dusk hijab has been released since when. Andra's kiss has moved from the lips to the cheeks, then to the ears of Dusk, slowly down to the neck, but when Andra will anchor the kiss there, suddenly..

"Astaghfirulloh. I'm still a hitch." cried the twilight in his heart. His eyes that were originally closed, were immediately wide open.

Along with the memory of Dusk about him who was still in red light mode aka obstruction, their room door was also knocked.

Tok..

Andra's activities happened right then and there.

"Who the hell do the doormats of the door fit like gini. So distracting! " andra grumbled in his heart.

The two men slowly distanced themselves from each other and gave distance in a clumsy motion. Andra and Dusk were both nervous and embarrassed to look at each other.

Until the door was knocked back and Andra immediately opened the door, but previously he had given the code to the wife to wear her hijab. Dusk soon moved to the bathroom to fix his appearance that was a little messy.

"Yes for a minute. Who? " andra said as he walked towards the door and opened it.

A silly face with a perfectly fluffy smile that featured rows of teeth welcoming Andra behind the door.

"Lo! " cried Andra a little irritated after knowing who the perpetrator who had disrupted his activities with his wife.

"Hehe.. sori, boss, am I bothering ya? " bayu said cengengesan, he seemed to be able to read the look of the upset face displayed by his boss.

"Banget! " reply Andra crossed and rested his body on the door leaf.

Bayu again grinned, "sorry, Boss, " with his hands cupped in front of his face.

"Hm" Andra replied, "what's wrong? " tanyanya later.

Bayu leaned closer to Andra and whispered something, Andra listened carefully.

Another in Andra's room, another in the park still occupied by a man. The man's face looked very upset like someone who had just broken up.

Angga sighed softly, his hand continuously plucking the Japanese grass that was lying nearby. Yes, the man is Angga who is still loyal in the park from this morning until noon. Just ringing his phone he didn't care about it since.

His mind is really chaotic, between wanting this and so, or wanting a bamboo propeller like Nobita in the Doraemon cartoon series.

If Doraemon is real, maybe you will ask for a door anywhere so that he can return to the past, when he was happy with Seruni.

Or he will ask for a magic powder that can make Seruni forget the wounds of the past and return to love him as before. But the fact that it's all just fiction, makes it spin the brain in such a way.

As if the motto 'love rejected shamans act' it's just a meaningless slogan. But he still wants to try it, who knows the shaman he will choose this time can beat the shaman hired by his ex-wife.

From a distance, Rudi appeared to run in a hurry to get closer to Angga. He provided information that Angga asked about the shaman he would ask for help to be able to restore the condition of Seruni.

Angga raised his head as soon as he heard the sound of people greeting him. He looked up to see Rudi who was still standing bowing in front of him while adjusting his breath.

Angga received Rudi's phone without saying a word. It was a pain in the man's forehead as he read something on Rudi's phone.

"Mr. Shaman? " he asked.

Rudi sat beside Angga, "yes, Mas, "he replied to Angga.

"Why? "

Rudi seemed to be thinking of hearing Angga's short question, What does it mean why? batin Rudi asked.

"What, Mas?" finally Rudi kept asking because he did not know what Angga meant.

Angga sighed, he who was stiff against strangers, was very uncomfortable talking at length. But by talking briefly makes others difficult to understand the meaning.

"Who is this? " tanya Angga showed the contact number of the shaman earlier to Rudi.

"That's his WA number mbah shaman that Mas Angga asked for, right Mas Angga again nyari shaman nice, to? " Angga nodded in response to Rudi's question.

"Well, that's the number.the recommendation of some people who have used shamannnnnya services, " replied Rudi pointed to his cellphone.

"He bule? "

Rudi frowned again hearing Angga's question that made the question mark back in his mind.

Angga brought Rudi's phone closer to the owner, his index finger tapped twice on the screen, right on the name 'MR. SHAMAN'.

"Oh that. "Rudi's response when he knew what Angga meant.

"His face is so cute, Mas. Her skin was reddish white, her hair was white, her eyes were blue. But the language is subtle Java, " explained Rudi.

"Is there a Javanese bule like that? " the murmured Angga who was only in his heart. In front of Rudi he just muttered.

"Antar me there! please. "said Angga as he got up from sitting with his arms.

"Now, Mas?" Angga nodded back. His hands were wagging his back pants that were slightly wet and slightly stuck in the grass.

"But I was told by Ndoro Putri to take Mas Angga home first for lunch, continue to pray dzuhur. It's almost ashar, Mas! " said Rudi delivered a message from the princess before he left following Angga earlier.

"Jude, Ayok! " Angga started walking after turning Rudi's phone over to the owner. Previously he had saved the MR.DUKUN contact indicated by Rudi earlier on his cellphone.

***

"Where, sir? What is the response from Dusk? " ask Ms Retno to her husband after calling Dusk earlier.

"It seems to agree, Mom. But still he had to ask first to the same son Andra. How ever our son was married, so whatever it was she should talk to her husband first, " replied Mr. Sapto.

"Yes, Sir. I hope Nak Andra agrees, too, sir. Kasian Nak Lukman if you have to take care of everything yourself, "

" Yes, Mom. We just pray that everyone is given health so that they can help each other, "sapto said.

Ms. Retno nodded, in her heart praying, hopefully all they will do will get ridho from the creator and given smoothness.

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Seriate..

Hopefully not to bosen baca🤲amin..