Widow Pellets Teaser

Ep 174s

...Sure oes. I know your weakness. Never give a lesson in calculus to a woman who always fails to understand algebra....

..._Swednesday_...

...One plus one remains one. That's the meaning of love. Being one will never be second....

..._Eouny Jeje_'s chat...

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The sun is rising. Bright with a bright white color that dominates the full horizon. Incoming sunlight breaks through each ventilation gap forming a shaded parallelogram reflected on the opposite wall.

A pair of eyes with lashes appear to move slowly. Then, pattern when the hand shocks tightly coiled on his waist. The sound of a flat breath was right in the niche of the woman's neck.

What the hell's going on? Aprilia squinted unhappily. It was as if he had gone through a nightmare. He immediately lowered the man's arm. Then, slowly every information came, and he realized one night had passed. Can't remember. He could not remember a single scene. He held his breath in. His pair of clear eyes framed every piece of his clothes that had been dated on the floor.

"Me and Oppa?" Aprilia frowned. He could not remember a single scene. He only remembered, his encounter with Grandma Mayang and the red ghost. He breathed a heavy breath. It was as if his heart was reluctant to beat. Start guessing. Last night he must have been possessed again.  Therefore, he had forgotten everything that had happened on the bed.

Taps!

Aprilia put her foot down. Then, tread firmly on the floor. He took every piece of clothing. Put him to the chest. Then, immediately run to the bathroom. Self-cleaning. As if he was melting all the scars of love like the legs that must be shed immediately. The sweaty feet that felt so sticky.

Being under a warm shower that fell plunged down watering his hair, his body to the tip of his foot. The soap foam seemed to slowly fall to the floor. Within minutes, he remained silent under the shower, leaving himself in the rinse once more. After that, she left the bathroom with her kimono towel. Then, sit at the dresser. Just to pick. Not to annoy him. Rather, to cry himself in the silence of fear of the message of death that would pounce on him.

Have a child and die! That sweat sounds so sad. Aprilia suddenly growled. It was as if the demon Mayang and the red ghost were laying daggers on his neck, slicing through every layer of skin, to the point of slitting bones. Right now he only found terror in the universe of his mind, every word of two otherworldly beings was like a record of death terror sound. The sound of a wall clock at this moment, sounded extremely frightening. Like waiting for an hourglass to drop all the sand on the ground floor of the glass bottle, making the heart work hard pumping, dup-dup-dup.

Aprilia growled. His hands clenched tightly and tightly.

Even I have not received the happiness I wanted! the curse of Aprilia in his heart was full of regret.

Aprilia pulls the drawer. Take the morning cream of his face.

"Hopefully my face is not allergic to Oppa maklon cosmetics. Jesse beauty cream's. Goodbye black face!" Aprilia let out a long sigh, and immediately polished the morning cream on her face.

"Once morning, you've taken a bath."

The man's baritone voice was shocking. Aprilia raised her head upright, looking in the mirror, only to realize that the man who had gone through one night with her, had regained consciousness . It seemed that the reflection of the man had sat down with a row of fluffy smiles.

Aprilia pulled her lip line. It was as if returning a smile past the reflection of the mirror. The smile looks stiff. Very forced. I don't know, there's something really weird about this guy. It feels so creepy. Because, the third person in their relationship is, a ghostly figure who wants both of their lives at once.

Ironic and pathetic. A tragic ending of love.

"Aren't you cold, this early in the morning have you taken a shower?"

Aprilia shook her head, "No. Wasn't it before, I was just a woman from the village, who had gotten used to being bathed in cold water. Even dewy water feels comfortable touching the skin."

Sadewa stepped forward to approach the woman with wet hair. He sat on his knees, taking the sole of his female foot that felt so cold. Accidentally her pair of black eyes saw the worn-looking shoebox under the dresser. The box was always there.

"Did you remember how you were before?"

Aprilia lowered her head. To look at the intent of the man who was still grasping his feet.

"You mean?"

Sadewa took off the foot. He slightly bent down, ducking under the table, pulled up the orange-colored worn shoe box that looked stained with gray patches. Dusty. The shoe box looked dusty. The man's hand immediately removed the dust. The dust flew into the air. Now, it is clearly visible every letter printed on the shoe box.

"Old shoes." Aprilia chuckles amusedly. That was him, before he became someone who was re-sculpted by Sadewa.

"Be your self! Will everyone be able to come back to being himself, after many changes in his life?" sadewa opened the shoe box. Then, slowly pin the old shoes on the feet of the woman.

Fall off. The shoes fell to the floor later. Loose.

"Today, your old shoes don't fit anymore. It's bigger than its current size."

Aprilia chuckled embarrassedly, clucking silly considering how her soles looked fatter, and she immediately chapped, "Doctor Jung, has also lifted the fat on the skin layer of my feet, Oppa. Of course, our size will be different 1 cm or 2 cm. My physique is much different from before."

Sadewa put each shoe back on the box. She pushed back under the dresser.

"I'll give the shoes to Wati. I think Wati's feet will fit into these shoes."

Sadewa raised one eyebrow. Nodding agrees, and chiming in, "That means as every human being will never be the same as before."

"Of course, Oppa. No one will ever go back to yesterday. If you can, do you want to be a baby again?"

Sadewa shook her head, and hissed, "I am a grown man. Precisely, donate ****** to find the egg. Creating zygotes. Why go back to being a baby."

"You told me about biology lessons for me. Early in the morning you became a teacher to me. Thank you teacher."

"I'm the teacher who teaches women."

"good. Good. Just so you never teach me numbers."

"of course. I know your weakness. Never give a lesson in calculus to a woman who always fails to understand algebra."

"Yes, I can only count money with a picture of a Mega papi or a picture of Tommy's papi. The rest of it, my brain can't count. I'm a math fool. I'm very retarded in math."

"Therefore, you're lucky to be side by side with a guy like me. The man who is able to count five steps is more advanced than the other men."

Aprilia smiled foolishly.

"You're the best, Oppa."

Well, this idiot was saved by the position and power of the mouth of the god who is good at counting, Aprilia nodded in her heart.

Sadewa got up from his kneeling position. He walked to the side of the window. Pull every curtain. Letting the sunlight break through on the large framed glass. The glare of the morning sun, made those two pairs of eyes immediately narrow sharply.

"Look, Oppa."

Sadewa turned his body. The sunlight became a yellow shadow behind his back. He looked like a king who had risen from the east, with the power of the sun having followed him. Aprilia immediately turned the raga anyway. As if, avoiding the glare of the sun god, who was able to burn it in one blink.

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