Widow Pellets Teaser

Ep 25's

Grandma Mayang stood by the side of the bed. He observed every detail of Aprilia's small movements. She waited for Aprilia, to fall asleep with her slumber.

Didn't wait long. Smooth and regular snoring sounded. Nene Mayang smiled at her smile. He sat down crouching. Sneezing belly Aprilia.

"my food. Present it to me." Grandma Mayang stroking Aprilia's belly. As if fingering and looking for traces of the existence of a small figure who was swimming in the Aprilia womb pool.

"You there?"— Granny Mayang tickled — "Still very small. But I can see every bud of your little feet and hands. Your face begins to form. That face is the perfect blend of your father and mother, and their sins are embedded in your flesh and blood."

Grandma Mayang sniffed, approaching on Aprilia's flat stomach. "I can't wait for a small tumbal." — Grandma Mayang kissed the belly of Aprilia —" Soft flesh and sweet blood, mine."

Grandma Mayang glued her earlobes to Aprilia's stomach. It was as if he was trying to hear the subtle movements of a small fetus. "Kind it out by swimming. Before becoming the meat dregs that were in my mouth."

Grandma Mayang blows into the subconscious of Aprilia. He creates the illusion of Jack again and again. This time, he made the figure of Jack sit pensively with his face losing its color. He looked very pale, and his body was tied tightly in a chair.

"Aprilia ... Aprilia ...," the illusory man's lips moved calling out in great gentleness.

Aprilia who lay in her dreamland. Waking up from a tiring sleep. He opened his eyes. Samar he heard a very familiar voice in his ears, and was greatly missed. He woke up from the sprinkling of thousands of red roses that buried him in his dreamland. Every red rose fell from his body as he stood up. He sharpened his hearing, moving his feet to the origin of the sound. He walked along the path that tied him to a castle two.

Aprilia began to set her feet, walking along the passageway. The sound was getting closer. The more Aprilia gets closer to the sound, the more her heart beats, Deg! It felt thumping and dropping itself to the point of being stirred. His skin feels very cold.

Is that Jack's voice? why do we always meet in our dreams. Aprilia complained in her every step that had arrived at a room with the door closed.

Aprilia quit. He seemed hesitant to enter. He sighed. There was a sense of anger mixed with anger that stifled his chest. "Aren't you with Nana?"

There's a sense of jealousy sneaking around. The jealousy was burning his chest. Make Aprilia let go of her hands from her grill. Aprilia was ready to turn around soon. However, the familiar voice of the man, held back his steps.

"Aprilie ...." The call sounded and pleaded.

Aprilia stiff for a moment. His mind floated on Puspa's face hanging affectionately in the man's chest, and the man locked Puspa in his tightly coiled, warm arms. Doused vinegar. Burned jealous. Aprilia decides to leave Jack.

"Aprilia ...," the cry shook Aprilia.

"Please, help me."

Throwing at the call, sounding shrill and suffering terribly. Finally, Aprilia Hand grabbed the algae and opened the door, Kret!

A beam of light entered the dark room highlighting the figure of the man sitting on a chair, with a rope tying him tight to the back of the chair. His eyes were closed with a long piece of cloth. Sweat sweat fell along the jaw of his face. His face looked white as he lost blood under the layers of his skin.

Aprilia was stiffly confused for a moment. As if glued to that figure. Aprilia stared long and fixed

"Jack," hissed Aprilia slowly. Then, his hand moved shut his mouth, disguising the mention of the name coming out of his throat. Instantly there was a pain that struck Aprilia's heart with a hammer. Satisfied in a sob that hides in silence. He still felt the pain of jealousy.

"Aprilia ...," said the man softly and sounding bitter.

Aprilia swallowed her sobs. Run forward and crouch down to take off Jack's rope. After that, she removed Jack's blindfold. Jack falls off a chair, falls on Aprilia's lap. His breath sounds one.

"You're da-tang."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I-I've been waiting for you in-si-ni."

Aprilia rests Jack's head and rests on Aprilia's chest. "What's wrong with you, Jack?"

Jack was silent. His eyes look very bright. His lips slowly became harder to open. Snuggle and kelu. Not long after, Jack's chest bounced high for a while, and his breathing was very long, and blew once.

After that, Jack's eyes looked blank. Jack's breath was gone later. Aprilia was stunned, and just felt the touch of her skin just touch the body that felt stiff and began to freeze cold.

"Jack!" Aprlia was hysterical and crying.

"Jack!!!!" Aprilia woke up after the pull of the name was long. Aprilia opened her eyes and realized she was only dreaming. But the dream felt very real. The index end of Aprilia wiped the corner of her eyes. There are traces of tears there.

"I'm crying. Is that a sign?"—Aprilia shook her head— "Usually the one who dies in a dream, meaning will live a long life."

Aprilia again breathed a sigh of relief, "May that be true."

Aprilia put her eyes against the wall. He saw the clock. At 02:00 in the morning. Aprilia patted her face. "May it be just a sleeping flower."

Aprilia again closed her eyes. He fell back quickly. At that moment, he woke up in his dream. He was in a room with many mirrors. Aprilia stared confusedly at the reflection of the beautiful figure in the mirror.

"It's me? or who?" Aprilia blinked confusedly. Touching his nose, looking tall and slender. Then, his pair of eyes were fixated on every new perfect feature of his face. He was staring at himself. She looked in the reflection of the glass, her lips looking full and each line firmly showed how beautiful and sexy her lips were. Dark, thick and eyebrow-shaped eyebrows of Korean girls.

Aprilia cupped her jaws together with her hands, "The shape of my face is not a wide box. However, taper." —Aprilia pinched her chin— "Why can I be this beautiful?"

Aprilia dazed. Twisted her body and tiptoed to see how beautiful the dress she was wearing was. "I look like Cindrella. Surely, it will only be the face of the maid again later," Aprlia lamented and touched her reflection in the mirror. She felt a figure of beauty framed in the mirror.

It's so pretty of me. Justjust wonderful.

"How can I be this beautiful?

"The skewer!" replied someone who sounded in Aprilia's ear. However, it does not look like her figure. Aprilia was looking for the figure. However, did not find the figure. The deg! Aprilia shuddered in fear, and woke up from her dream. He got up and circulated his eyeballs to the left and right.

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