Trapped in the Love of Immigrants

With her

WARNING 17+

CONTAINS ADULT THEMES AND LOADS. FOR READERS WHO ARE NOT OLD ENOUGH AND ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THE CONTENT, IT IS RECOMMENDED NOT TO READ IT.

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The black-coloured taxi drove at normal speed amid the drizzle of the city, leaving the place— the first time it waited for me, just for me. The aroma of his signature perfume that he wears now pollinates fragrant in the nose. Moreover, we sat next to each other and were quite close. The jacket also felt damp, probably because of the rain earlier.

Time stopped, the car slowed down and crazy, I even felt it floating in the air with him. Again, my nerves are stiff, this body feels locked to death, especially my jaw tightly clenched without taking out a word. Surprisingly, sometimes the urge to say something is so urgent in the esophagus. But sometimes, it makes me like an idiot, when I want to make a sound, who is unable to say anything, as if the series of words disappeared instantly in the mind, he said, even make this brain function stop working tetiba, as if it can not detect what he said. Although, his voice could still be heard by me, as if these senses were only special on word-for-word in his beautiful voice. Or, even more ridiculous, I was silent a thousand languages like now, without being able to look at that enchanting face that had been so close to me—didly turn my face away, looking out the lonely road.

Silent. There's no sound whatsoever. There's only the sound of vehicles out there and the rain is now penetrating the cold skin of my pores with the cooling temperature this car has been supporting. I don't know what he's thinking right now. I don't know what he was doing next to me.

“So, where are we going?” he raised a voice, seemingly about to melt the beginning awkward atmosphere.

“You brought me. Well, where are you going?”

Just as Navroy was facing my body towards him, holding these two arms, looking in the shade. The look on his face was so serious, yet there was a glimmer of anxiety there. It felt like my heart was beating so fast.

Holy hooch!

His hand was now raised and gently gripped my face. Our faces were so close, so close. Instantly, my entire blood vessels rippled, cheeks like heating up in embarrassment.

“Baby?” he almost whispered.

For the first time, my eyes could not blink, not even breathing. Really, her face was completely exotic with a sturdy jaw there.

“You believe me, right?”

My eyebrows are now frowning. “Ya, of course.”

His hand was now grasping my palm that began to sweat, and then thrust between these fingers.

“Baby, earlier I apologized. I don't mean to, but really, don't think negatively just.” Then, take a breath after the head is closed in the eyes, then take a breath, then look with anxiety, like unsure. “Babe, I don't mean to drop your honor or disrespect you. Wasn't it! But if I may, I want to chat longer with you, get to know each other,” he explained carefully who almost whispered, this time in English.

I was still silent, staring at him cluelessly. He let out a heavy sigh, closed his eyes, then looked at me again who was still holding my hand. “Can we be together at Hotel?”

The deg! My heart feels like it's stopped. There was a sense of disappointment I felt that gushed profusely, but it had a painful effect and now took off his grip on my hand.

“Please, don't think negatively first, Baby—“

“You mean, check in?” I cut his words in a disappointed face. Clarifies.

He nodded again. “You know I'm an immigrant, and you know very well, easily I can be deported and in jail forever here,” lirihnh who is still in English, trying to explain.

I now stared at him for a moment, digesting his sentence that he had just confessed. He was still bowed, then that heavy sigh was again heard.

“I know this is wrong, Babe, but can you give me some confidence? Even if only sedkit? I-i promise. If you can't, okay it's okay. You should know, Babe. You could've come to the immigrant office, if you—“

“Oke.” My mind finally decided.

His head was raised looking at me.

Yes, this is not healthy! Absolutely insane!

Yet, I don't know why this heart admits. It would be ridiculous to say, I believe it and admit that it is impossible to do anything negative, but that is the reality. My heart believes it!

He still looks at me questioningly.

“May you really not disappoint me,” my sigh in English after sighing.

“I promise, for whatever sake, for my life,” he whispered. “Thank’s already trust me,” he continued.

The car is now speeding so fast, after this man says where to go.

Sometimes, you'll believe something that doesn't fit into your logic. Sometimes, you don't believe what's been in your logic. It's not what and how, but sometimes, you don't become yourself, if one day you really believe in something. Sounds terrible? Yeah, that's the truth!

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We were in the room now, after he checked in. Navroy booked a spacious room at this three-star hotel. The room is in plain white paint with only dressing table furniture is right on the south side, the, not far from the Lcd TV attached to the wall—facing towards the king size bed covered in white satin. Right next to the wall not far from the door, a medium-sized bathroom, complete with a toilet, sink and bathtub.

 

As for me, I just sat there staring, even still wearing shoes and jackets, with my face bowed in a blank look.

I don't know what I'm thinking right now. I don't know why I'm here, especially with someone who isn't even my husband yet. Yes, these past few months, the man has managed to annoy me, even able to make me fall in love with him, and open the long-dead heart of a girl's heart traumatized by love. And in the end, the man who was at once the idol of the heart was now asking himself to be owned. Ridiculous, no? It was like a dream, to be in his life. Although, at this time he asked for so ridiculous a check in just for the reason of deepening their respective characters, but still my heart in the end agreed. Yes, agree and believe that he will take care of me. That he is not a bastard who arbitrarily robs life and virgin just because of his selfishness. Either because of this love that began to blind, or I who passed and was already stupid, so that I could get here and accept his request. Both in one room, it feels really stupid and cheap as it sounds. I'm starting to get unhealthy and crazy. Really cheesy! But, in the end, I admit, there is a sense of happiness that is terbarit there, a sense that I can not express and become happiness in itself. Although, for the first time, I did like this, being in a room with a man who is not a husband and just the two of you. Moreover, check this at the hotel.

Doesn't that sound stupid and cheap? Ughhhh! I don't know what's wrong with me!

“Baby?” that soft voice rang out in my senses and managed to make me raise my face, then turn my head.

I was sitting right on the edge of the bed, while Navroy was sitting leaning back and a little distance from me —while looking in the shade there, Navroy was sitting, right at the head of the bed— which is next to the silver wood cabinet.

“What's up, Babe? You all right? We can go home if you—“

“It's okay. I'm fine!”

“Really? Babe, you know very well, we can leave if you're not comfortable here, a clean” that still looks at me in the shade.

I sat down, smiled, then glanced at him.

*Either my heart laughs at my insolence, or this Happiness.

It uncomfortable? Yes of course, I'm not comfortable with the place, but with you, not just comfortable, Navroy, but more than happy. Happy to have someone I love*.

“It's okay, really,” lirihku shook his head.

Navroy sighed. Then, the next second, smile. His hand was now patting the padded mattress right next to him, intending to ask me to sit nearby. My knot smile evaporated. I think my cheeks are heating up. I got up after taking off my shoes, walked over and stood near her, in front of the closet.

After removing the jacket and hanging it in the doorless closet, I sat down next to it. Flinched and glanced at him, as this man's hand instantly crept into my palm, between the fingers, then clasped it tightly. A distinctive sweet smile and wide when this eye gaze was found. He stroked for a moment this hand held, then kissed it softly. Astounded. Not because of anything, but his sweet attitude made me melt. I didn't even expect, her attitude towards me could be this sweet.

This dream? Is he really Navroy? The cold attitude that he always showed me, is now inversely proportional today. Like it's not real. In fact, he was so close to me that the skin of our bodies touched each other. Warm and soft.

“I'm sorry, her soft-spoken” that almost whispered and made my head rise and turn. He had now leaned spoiledly on my shoulder, still sitting together. His eyes are now glancing while looking up.

“For this. Sorry to have asked and brought you here, Baby,” he said after seeing the look of my full face. The glare of his eyes was truly as guilty in the shady gaze there.

My smile evaporated, then nodded while stroking her spike fine hair.

“Thank you too, for giving me the confidence to be with you,” I smiled.

He nodded, then tilted his head. The red lips were now dyed on my cheeks and instantly created a blushing color there.

Navroy smiled at my response and then leaned back on my shoulders with his hands still clasping tightly together. The smell of her masculine perfume is now on my nose, a body scent that is now a favorite. His hand is now raised and raised before us.

“I promise, I will take care of you, even damage or hurt you, I will not do,” he said who still raised his little finger when looking at my face, after waking up from his backrest.

For a long time I looked at him, looked at him and convinced myself. But true, the look on his face was so serious and earnest.my little finger now shakes, hooks to his pinky, then he drives hooking our index finger and uniting the thumb. His big smile now appeared and rubbed on me, peeling this forehead for a moment and then pulling me in his arms.

“Dostit daraam,” lirihnya who is now hugging me tightly.

“Dostit daraam?” I asked when I looked at him.

Again, the smile was broken and unceasingly fascinated me. “That's my Favorite language, Afghanistan,”

“And means?”

Her hug slipped, looking at me for a moment who was still staring at her questioningly. My lover now clasps my face, rubbing it occasionally, but in her sweet smile. The gray iris of the golden brown eyes was even about to melt, so close to looking at him.

“I love you.”

“What?”

Navroy chuckles. “That means, Baby!” she smiled, then pulled me back in her warm embrace. Hugging so tightly into this sexy and athletic body.

I love you too, Mr. Pakistanis!

“Now, sleep! You must be tired from just getting home from work. We still have three hours here. I promise not to bother you,” muttered after taking off a hug.

He then tuned the TV and searched for his favorite channel. While he was busy watching, I laid my body on this soft mattress.it felt really nice. Just a few minutes later, he again bothered me—sitting near me while clasping this hand tightly.

“Baby, can I stay near you?” my smile evaporated, then nodded. He then infiltrated the blanket, then lay down beside me.

"Well, as I say the goal is here, let's get to know each other!” he said when we lay together and now again clasped my hand tightly.

“Alright! What do you want to know?” I asked to look at him, after fixing the position so that I could see him loose.

“So, you work near karebosi?” the man's question began.

I'm nodding. "Yes, in a hotel as Accounting, but also in a hospital, i'm Assistant doctor. "

"Hospital? Whoa!" navroy's smile widened. "I also work, Babe," she said.

"Oh, really?"

Calling her enthusiasm makes me even more curious. "Where?"

"At Karebosi." His eyes melted, shaded.

"Karebossi?" my eyebrows cringing.

"Yes!" navroy admitted. "Pull-up work!" he exclaimed while mimicking the force when lifting weights by lifting one of his burly arms and wiggling up and down repeatedly.

"Oh, my God, it's a workout, Babe! " my timpal guessed and understood his joke. "

Our laughter broke out immediately. Then, I dragged my body deeper into my arms.

Being with him right now, it feels really fun. Although, this moment is actually wrong, but still the ego defeats everything. I don't fully understand yet, the lifestyle he's living right now, with that 'status. Little by little, he slowly told me about his life as an immigrant. But, one thing I understand is, it's only temporary here and will one day go from Indonesia, to another country. I don't want to think of anything in front of him that would be painful. Nah! All I want right now is to enjoy the company. That's all! For me, being with him right now is enough for me.

My index fingers now go down in a gentle swab on her left hand, up to the limit of multiple elbows. Stop there for a moment, then turn around back stroking until it reaches the wrist and cupped my hand, then grasped tightly. We were silent in silence. At first glance glancing at her beautiful eyes, only a warm gaze that I get in the middle of a radiant and charming face. My eyes are not silent at this moment, just busy staring at every inch after inch of the perfect and beautiful porcelain man. I even still feel like I'm in my sleep—the world of fairy tales is so beautiful. Until, my eyes stopped on an object that was right in the middle of the chest of the field when circling the stern neckline gaze. White colored objects with elongated flattened shapes resembling....

"It's tooth," he said, which made me look up at him, looking questioningly.

"Tooth?"

He's nodding. "Yeah, teeth, you know, right?" i'm nodding.

"I don't know for sure what these teeth are, but I got them on the island first. People say, will keep you from any magic and not interfere. But, I think they're wrong,"

My eyebrows frowned at him. "Why?"

"Because, despite everything, it happened until now!" kinkgalkannya.

"Happened until now?" I'm still confused.

Now, his teasing smile seemed. "Yes, You!"

My laugh chuckled, and then followed her. Apparently joking.

Oh, blimey!

Navroy hugged me tightly while looking at me so deeply that our gazes met. I don't know who started it, but her thin and soft lips were currently there. Mengulum slowly, sucking gently, then dipping carefully until I feel touched in the heart, so romantic. My heart began to beat rapidly, with breaths that seemed to rhythm, as if so enjoyed in each of those sweet kisses. Again he bit at my full lip which had been smeared with a lipstick, then again stroked and kissed gently and slowly. The sound of his heart was even heard by me, in a warm embrace that began to grow tighter.

"Your body is getting hot, are you having a fever?" ask me innocently which is only returned with a wide naughty smile. He shook little. "You made it, Babe,"

"Me?"

"Yes, Honey," his sigh that almost whispered then let me drown in his deathly smile.

He then started to bite my nose. His head looked up to kiss this forehead, then again kissed softly my lips while his fingers infiltrated the sidelines of the hair, and moved for a while holding my hand. The kiss was still there, without pause, eroticized, occasionally biting and then slowly peeling again and again.

A second later, somehow, instantly my body was turned over until it was above me, piercing with warm lips it was still there busy poking and enjoying these lips. Every now and then our tongues clenched together there, sucking, and then smacking our lips. His eyes immediately opened with hands that were out of nowhere since when had been there—on one of the buttons of my shirt—right be in the chest. He kind of snapped then squeezed tightly onto my shirt—as if stopping his activity—then threw a look of regret at me. His face is now on my neck. I can feel, the hunting breath is still felt there with a body temperature so warm.

"I'm sorry" his sigh was full of regret that still drowned his face in my neck. His body is still beating.

My knot smile expanded and rubbed his head. "No, I thank you. Thanks for your control" I whispered.

And your promise, dear.

His head briefly lifted and retreated in order to look at me, then kissed this cheek, then dropped his athletic body next to mine and again pulled me in his arms so tightly.

"Sleep! I'm here with you." Navroy was almost whispering. He put his kiss on my forehead and on these lips, then hugged me tightly and rubbed my head which made me start to close my eyes in a perverse smile.

My head is now leaning against his chest—make the sound of his heartbeat as the music of 'nina bobo', for me. While he, leaning his head right on my yam, who occasionally kissed, before we dissolved in sleep.

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