Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 89 Not Forgetting

I took my eyes off Mas Adit's gaze by pretending to drink the box tea that Lisa had not touched earlier. I could still feel Mas Adit's sharp gaze waiting for my answer.

"I can't, Mas" I replied softly, still not daring to look him in the eye.

"See me" pinta Mas Adit.

I slowly raised my face, but my eyeballs wandered. Dare not look him in the eyes.

"Lan.." pinta Mas Adit smooth.

I can't dodge it anymore. Staring at his sharp eyes made my breath seem choked.

"I can't, Mom" I said.

"Why? Don't you like me?" asked Mas Adit and probed my eyes deeply.

"I have trauma. Ronald diagnosed me with PTSD. I know, right, post-traumatic disorder?" I told Mas Adit.

"I know" cetus Mas Adit briefly.

"Mas Adit knows?" many wonder.

"I mean, I don't know what kind of symptoms you have. But I know that such a shocking incident will definitely leave a mark on you. Your age was still young at that time. Your mentality must have been injured, and it must have left a mark" explained Mas Adit.

"Mas Adit won't be able to. I don't know when my condition will end" I'm skeptical.

"But I need to make sure of something. Don't you like me?" ask Mas Adit. His gaze was deep and sad.

"I. i.e.." I stammered. I was afraid I would disappoint him. What if I can't stay in touch with men forever. The relationship between men and women cannot be separated from physical contact.

Adit is waiting.

"Not that I don't like Mas Adit,." I hung up.

"So you like me?" Adit felt like he was questioning a kindergarten boy who had to be asked over and over again, just answered. Adit was feeling anxious. Wulan was still silent as she looked at Adit's confused eyes.

Anxiety makes the courage Adit collected. Covered cheek Wulan, then let him catch a glimpse of the sensual ranum lips that had been calling so that Adit immediately landed his lips there.

The cup!

Wulan's eyes widened beautifully. Adit noticed Wulan who was dressed as usual. His shoulder hair was always ponytailed, half his pony covered his forehead, and clamped with a sweet little pinch. A gold necklace with a small heart-shaped pendant adorned his neck.

And what is it? Dots of sweat began to appear on the neck, on the forehead, above Wulan's lips. And getting wet with the passing seconds.

The hand of Wulan, who was wearing a long-sleeved shirt. The shirt sleeve was wet. Adit fumbled Wulan's palm, also soaked. Though this room air-conditioned and set at a relatively cold temperature.

"Is this?" asked Mas Adit after a while exploring my situation.

I bit my lips and nodded.

"Don't do that!" Lirih Mas Adit's.

"Huh??" I looked at him confused.

"Biting my lips like that, you know, it makes me..." Mas Adit said while raising his shoulders and smiling wryly as well as gloating.

"Oh! Sorry" I understand. I know that I am attractive in the eyes of men.

"We're gonna face it together, okay?" Cetus Mas Adit while linking fingers on both our hands.

"But, Mom..." I've been arguing about Mas Adit. Honestly, I don't feel confident.

"No debate, no argument" said Mas Adit.

I closed my mouth.

"If you can't stand it, I say, yes. I will not make it difficult for Mas Adit, really" I said in a tone that I deliberately made cheerful, even though I felt inferior.

"Hey, hey. Not nothing yet think bad" said Mas Adit with a frown.

I smiled awkwardly in response.

I bite my lips and nod shyly.

"Ish, it has been said not to bite the lips that really" said Mas Adit tempered.

"Eh, sorry" I said grin.

"Don't mistake me, you seductive one" murmured Mas Adit and bowed his body releasing one of our hand links to grab my chin.

"As practice!" He said when our lips were only a distance of no more than an inch.

And then Mas Adit covered my lips. Her lips moved gently, and nibbled at my lips just as gently.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth so that Mas Adit's tongue could break in. Mas Adit's lips are like the wind, moving everything through them. And it was my aunt who was passed by Mas Adit's lips. My lips move in rhythm with the movement of Mas Adit's lips.

Kutepis pounding heart as if to jump out of my ribs. I ignored the sweat all over my body.

Our kisses are getting hotter, like a blazing fire. The Adit finger link on the Wulan finger is getting stronger. Adit's hand, which had grabbed Wulan's chin, had moved to Wulan's nape and squeezed it gently.

Actually Adit is eager to explore and recognize the parts of Wulan with his touch. But Adit held back. Adit doesn't want to hurt a woman who still seems so fragile because of her past wounds.

A few minutes of kissing, Mas Adit finally let go of our lips. For some reason, there was a sense of unwillingness to infiltrate my heart.

"You're wet" murmured Mas Adit while showing the hands that were still clinging to each other.

I smiled shyly, and tried to let go of my hand. But Mas Adit held him back.

The hand of Mas Adit who was on my nape, now moved to my lips. I stroked my lips gently while looking at me deeply. I shivered it made.

"But these lips are opium" murmured Adit and then fused his lips with those ripe lips once again. Their lips moved again in rhythm. Sip each other and bite gently.

The hand of Wulan who from earlier held the table, on this second kiss had dared to re-mas Adit's shirt. Make the front of the shirt crumpled when released later.

"Einemm! Sorry to interrupt" muttered Mr. Adi and then closed the door again.

It was so fun to make out we did not realize Mr. Adi opened the door of the room and watched our excitement.

I was shocked to push Mas Adit away. But I didn't seem to be able to measure my strength. Mas Adit (return) fell.

Mas Adit grimaced in pain, then gave a whiff.

"You're surprised to fall on people, yeah!" Mas Adit then tried to stand up and pat his butt.

"I'm sorry, sorry" I said as I reached out to help.

"Must be noted this, can not make you surprised" said Mas Adit with an amused smile. A smile that adds to his good looks, and makes me 'melt'.

Mas Adit grabbed my hand, and stood up.

"Practices, success" he muttered then pulled me and hugged me tightly.

I returned Mas Adit's embrace. So that practically makes our bodies crammed into each other. And of course, my chest pressed against the area between Mas Adit's chest and stomach.

"No, I can't do it, Lan! Do not make Imron more rebellious, later faith can collapse" murmured Mas Adit while releasing our embrace.

"Who's pulling and hugging, huh?" My lips to Mas Adit.

Mas Adit chuckled.

"Let's go to the police with me, yeah. I was called to testify as a witness" Mas Adit said.

"May" I agree.

"I went to Adi first. I think there is something to say" said Mas Adit.

I nodded in agreement.

After Adit's departure, Wulan felt her own lips. Undeniably, he enjoyed the kiss. When he thought back to the 'hot' kiss, his cheeks heated up. Ah, I haven't forgotten how to kiss apparently. Inner Wulan shame.