KNITTING THE FLAKES OF LOVE
Chapter 15
The image has just completed an audit report that will be submitted the next day. Bell's voice disturbed his concentration. He frowned. All this time he never had a guest, especially at this hour. The image glanced at the clock on the wall which already showed at 10 p.m.
“Citra, help me..” a knock on the door of the apartment as well as a loud voice calling his name, making Citra stunned for a moment.
Imagery surprised. Pram's voice sounded like a person in pain. Without thinking for a long time he immediately opened the door, looking Pram's disheveled appearance leaving only a white shirt with a tie is no longer shaped.
Pram immediately barged in. He hugged Citra warmly. His shirt was rough. His lips instantly kissed the still-riveted image staring at him.
Image flabbergasted to see Pram's behavior. He tried to push Pram who hugged him tightly. But Pram is so strong to embrace it.
“Please me, Widya has given me a stimulant drug. He wanted to trap me..” His eyes looked at the passionate Image.
“Isn't he your lover.” Citra still stubbornly rejects Pram's wishes. “You two love each other.”
“I don't want to give Kinar and Damar the sister of another girl.” Pram's breath is getting heavier. Fragrant aroma Citra adds to his passion. He kissed Citra's neck.
The image is trying to push Pram's body. Frankly, he was not ready for such a situation, because nothing in his shadow would Pram do that to him.
Pram staring at the sad image, “We are still a legitimate couple. And I don't want to sow seeds. Help me, Yang..” Pram hugged Citra who was trying to let go.
Image riveted, “Ya Allah. If I refuse, I will be cursed angel until morning.” The complaint in the heart. “While he is still my husband.”.
He remembered the message of the Grandson, if Pram had fallen into a trap, follow his will, treat him like a king, even without involving feelings.
With various considerations finally Citra let Pram control his body that night. He tried to hold back his tears from spilling. He felt himself to be a bitch. Although he admitted, Pram's treatment was so gentle and adored his body with intoxicating touches and had taken him flying to the clouds.
Citra tried to resist the sighs of pleasure Pram gave her. He bit his lower lip by closing his eyes, not wanting to look into the eyes of Pram who was so adoring and fond of him.
Pram felt great happiness because he did not get rejection from Citra. It performs very gently and provides stimulation to the Image. The influence of the drug has made the power of Pram multiplied. It was not satisfied he peppered and felt the warmth of his wife's body that had been 6 months trying to avoid.
The sound of the phone surprised Pram who was still asleep from his long sleep. This time he had a very good sleep. He opened his eyes and felt unfamiliar with the circumstances around him, trying to gather memories of seeing a bedroom that was not too luxurious as in his home.
Pram smiled full of happiness when he realized his whereabouts now. The blanket still covered his plain, burly body without a thread. The clock on the wall shows at 7:30 a.m. He saw a couple of calls from Roby.
Last night's events were vividly remembered. Their romance is so meaningful, and Pram feels like repeating it. Body fragrance Citra still feels attached to his body. He did not remember how many times he did it, which must have felt really fit, as if a heavy burden was lifted from his shoulders.
The atmosphere is so quiet. Pram is stunned to realize that he lives alone in that apartment. Pram quickly picked up clothes, and rushed to the bathroom. After cleaning himself and still wearing a towel he immediately contacted Roby asking to be brought complete clothes to be delivered directly to Kuningan's apartment.
Slowly Pram stepped towards the dressing table in front of her. He began to look at all the complete cosmetic equipment arranged there. He smiled miris, when he saw the big figura attached to the wall of the Citra bed. There were only pictures of the three of them smiling happily. The image with her dimples made her look even more beautiful, Kinar with a jutek but sweet smile, and Damar with his friendly laughter.
A drop of falling water flowed down his firm jaw. It feels like Pram wants to turn the clock back to six months ago, where they still gather in a warm family bond. Now his family has divorced separated by place and time, due to his selfishness due to the influence of worldly lust.
A knock on the apartment door stopped his daydream. Pram quickly opened the door, looking Roby figure carrying a paper bag and reached out to him. After fully dressed Pram to the dining table, which is located not far from the living room. Now he realized the apartment Citra occupied was not too big. He was more and more sad to realize the situation of the wife he had told to stay away from his life, and never demanded it in the least.
He who had been lulled by Widya's seduction, his voice that sighed spoiled, and made himself feel the passion of young so as to forget the small family that always supported him. Although busy whatever work in the office until late at night, but when Widya invited her dinner to shopping she always participated. It's like a guy who just fell in love, or maybe had a second puberty.
Pram does not remember how much funds he poured for Widya's needs during their 6 months of closeness. As for his own wife, he had never spoiled her by buying branded goods that women always hunted. During this time Citra always displays simplicity and understatedness in everyday appearance.
He saw a simple dish on the dining table. There was a cup of coffee covered and still warm, fried rice in a glass container looked appetizing, she said, two cow's eye eggs and crackers in a beautiful jar make hunger immediately attack it due to the night sports they do.
He felt overwhelmed, Citra still served him, even with her cold attitude. A small smile on his face. With the incident last night, he hopes, Citra will return to his clutches, and their cold bed all this time will be warm again.
“Master, at 10 this will be a meeting with PT. Barus Persada in Restaurant F&D Grills.” Roby's voice still waiting for him in the living room shocks Pram's delusion. “Some clients will also come this afternoon for the extension of cooperation contract.”
He forgets that Roby is still waiting for him. Pram quickly finished all the breakfast Citra had prepared. Happiness suddenly warms her heart that has been empty and lonely.
Roby repeatedly glanced at his own smiling boss, humming to follow the song spinning on the radio that Roby happened to play. His eyes were closed, but his mouth was clamoring in tone, with his head nodding and left and right slanting.
“Tumben boss so melancholic gini..” Roby keeps a smile for himself, afraid of his boss's willpower. Bad thoughts start guerrillaizing in his brain. Moreover, seeing the bright face of his boss this morning, and seeing his appearance when opening the door. Roby shakes his head imagining which is*****between boss and mistress. Pram's lips were still humming following the song on the radio.
In every prayer
There's always been you
In every word
I'm conveying this love
Our love
I'm not going to back off
I won't falter
Convince you love me
My God loves her
I want to be with her
I want to spend this breath with him
Do not change my destiny, unite my heart with his
Together until the end
In every word
I convey this love
Ohh our love
I'm not going to back off
I won't falter
Convince you love me
My God loves her
I want to be with her
I want to spend this breath with him
Do not change my destiny, unite my heart with his
Together until the end
My God loves her
I want to be with her
I want to spend this breath with him
Do not change my destiny, unite my heart with his
Together until the end (Andmesh Kamaleng).
