Trapped in Love Sikumbang Night

Part_21 Fear

Arkan lifts Dara's body and drops it on the bed. The two exchanged looks. Slowly Arkan pulled the buttons of his clothes helped by Dara until the two were without the slightest strands.

Arkan stroked Dara's head. He returned to Dara's lips until she was satisfied.

The girl was silent and only enjoyed Arkan's treatment which felt so shackled in his recess.

Arkan explored the curves of Dara's body to smell the line separating the two Sahara mountains in the chest of the girl while playing her hand in the crown of the girl.

The girl whimpers in the rain of heavenly love of the world by Arkan a handsome young man with a scholarly face draws the likeness of every woman who sees him.

"Aum..."

Occasionally the sound was slightly hardened along with a gullet that appeared to react on its own from Dara's body.

"Geek..."

Her his hisses dabbled in Arkan's ears until the girl's Crown flooded the girl's long groan.

No conversation from the two Arkan really spoils Dara. He sucked the curve of Dara's neck until it left a red stain there.

The two are swept away in the burning romance of love. It was as if the world had stopped turning. Arkan's property has been increasingly hardened tense while Dara's already tightened wet want something more.

Arkan didn't wait to put his own in there.

"Euum."

The two reminisce about making out until that night like something they don't want to end.

The night was getting late, but Arkan was ceaselessly feeling the girl's body until He felt it was enough until He was tired and then again and again without closing his eyes for a moment.

Same thing Dara who does not want Arkan to finish him faster. He hoped that after this everything would return to normal and that he would not be afraid of death at any time to pick him up.

In the morning around five o'clock Arkan fell asleep probably because he was drained that night.

Dara who did not sleep preferred to look at Arkan's face. He cried again while stroking Arkan's face slowly because he did not want Arkan disturbed.

Dara patted her forehead and fear again attacked her.

Oh, my God, is he really gonna be okay. Ba.. What if he_? no, this is impossible. I don't want you to feel it either, Arkan...

Dara decides to leave secretly for the umpteenth time from Arkan. He did not want Arkan to feel what he was going through.

Dara wears her clothes and wears Arkan shoes to make her last memory. Dara had intended not to meet the young man after this.

Getting into her life would definitely make Arkan suffer as well and that was not Dara's dream at all.

Dara quickened her steps up to the door leaf. He looked again at Arkan who had not yet indicated he would wake up while wiping his tears.

His departure to avoid Arkan erodes his psychic. He did not want to part with Arkan but he also did not want Arkan to feel the pain from him.

"I love you, Arkan. I love you...."

Those words were very painful for Dara but it was the best path for her.

Dara opens the doorknob and leaves Arkan without saying goodbye.

The clonteng!

A hotel maid drops a food lid off the top of her tray, waking Arkan up.

Arkan rounded his eyes when he no longer saw Dara beside him.

Arkan ruffled his hair. He was disappointed because he had to lose Dara again.

Arkan needs to make sure of the bathroom but it's all for nothing. Dara had really gone and He did not know where to look for Dara.

"Dara.., what's wrong with you? Why are you always like this? aren't you human, Ha?" Regret enveloped his heart.