24. Delusions about you

Not wanting to get emotional, she immediately lay down on the bed. Staring blankly at the ceiling of her room, accompanied by the clinking of the clock and the silence of the night which made her heart feel lonely and annoyed.

Her heart was disappointed because Abra was added after She found out that Asya had deliberately ordered Abra to go abroad so that they could not continue their relationship.

'But if he loves me, he will try his best to keep in touch with me even though he is far away,' Her mind muttered.

she thought, imagining all the events that had been passed with Abra, how could it not be, Abra was the first man who managed to seize and express love to her, and Abra the first man who had given a sweet taste in a romance.

But he was the one who broke her heart to pieces because he wanted to leave. Is this the so-called curse of first love? Many people say that first love always ends painfully.

"Why am I so stupid!" she moans.

she has started to think that she has become a victim of stupidity in the name of the sincerity of love. Even though Abra doesn't necessarily love her as sincerely as she loves hun, look! he easily goes without a burden

"You two are assholes!!" Her complaint clenched her hands as if staring intently at Abra and Asya.

Titttttttttttttttttttttttttttt

The sound of a car horn in front of the house disrupted her reverie of annoyance.

"Who is that?" turned towards the window.

Not wanting to just ask unanswered questions, she got up and walked over to the window and pulled back her pink flower-patterned curtains.

"Icha!" Her words saw Ica in front of the house with a man.

Ica, who was ready in her beautiful dress, seemed to be chatting casually with a man whose car was parked in front of the house with the engine running.

"Hi, dear.."

"Hi, darling.."

"You look so beautiful tonight."

"You're always cool too,"

"Shall we find the new phone you want?"

"Of course, yes…"

Ica's short conversation was heard by Her, who was watching them behind the slightly open window. She secretly watched the figure of a man with Ica, who had been embracing Ica and talking with a sweet smile towards Ica.

"Her boyfriend?" she asked her, who kept seeing the two lovebirds getting into the luxurious four-wheeled vehicle and leaving her lonely.

" Her man seems very rich," said her, who was still standing looking at the blank page.

"But.. it seems that the man is much older than us, yes, but the man is still handsome and dashing," She guessed.

"No wonder she is now more excited, the man's money is not running out, she is shopping for new things every week. Turns out it was her man's gift." She is still curious about Ica and her man.

Sari closed the window and straightened the curtains, not wanting to drag on being annoyed she took her towel and immediately went to the bathroom to clean herself so that her body was a little lighter and her mind was open so that she could think more clearly.

"Fresh after bathing..." she rubbed her long hair with a towel.

she took one of her thin nightgowns, which would accompany her to sleep tonight. And start her routine activity by pampering her body and facial skin with her beauty products. Even though her heart is not good, she must maintain her appearance because of the demands of work and for her satisfaction.

"Huh .. finished," said Her, looking at the contents of her wardrobe which was neatly arranged.

because it's been a week she doesn't care about her room, so everything is messy so she has to work extra as usual to make her room feel comfortable again.

tek.. tek.

She glanced at her tiny wall clock, busy with her room until she didn't realize it was half-past twelve.

"Oh my gosh it's so late!" muttered her glaring at the clock.

She went to immediately take a sleeping position and pulled the soft blanket, but she heard the sound of a car stopping in front of her house so she went to find out who was in front there.

"She…" said Her, who saw Ica in the car with the man with the car window wide open on Ica's side.

she still pays attention to Ica there who seems to be chatting casually with her boyfriend.

they seemed to smile and laugh cheerfully, moreover, Ica looked radiant looking at her male friend.

"Oops.." Sari widened her eyes when she saw Ica and the man kissing passionately in the car.

Even though from a little distance away, she can still clearly see the intimacy between Ica and her lover, who are now licking their lips and attacking each other.

There the man was so eager to crush Ica's lips that he didn't want to let go of Ica even for a moment, as well as Ica balanced the game from the man's attack.

why did Sari's body tremble, and her heart fluttered seeing Ica's intimacy in front of her eyes? Then she thought of Abra who also often did that sweet thing to her.

'Would you still be here?' softly she whispered.

She immediately closed the curtains when she knew Ica had gotten out of the car and was about to approach the house. dropped her body again and grabbed a bolster pillow to accompany her sleep.

Sari was still thinking about Ica's intimacy, so she couldn't turn back at Abra, the man who had given her warmth and pleasure.

'Abra,' groaned Sari, now the image of Abra's face.

sari gently touched her innocent lips, as if these lips were being pampered by Abra's lips. Deeper, She closed her eyes as if feeling the warmth on her lips from Abra's spoiled crush.

"Oh.. abra.." Sari sighed.

she is getting carried away with her imagination, not only her lips, she is now gently caressing her face and neck as if those sensitive areas are being caressed by Abra's soft hands.

"Ah... Abra.." She moaned softly.

It seems that Sari has completely lost her mind off her delusions so she now doesn't realize that she has placed her hands on her breasts which are only wrapped in a light dress so that her nipples are visible.

"ah… squeeze it tightly!" Sari asked herself.

Her hands naturally squeezed her tightened breasts, and her eyes continued to close even though she was biting her lips mischievously holding back the sensation of the shrewdness of her hands pampering her beautiful assets.

"Shhh…..ahhh.." Sari hissed.

She sighed as if she was being kissed by her idol, her body seemed to stiffen and sway with the pleasure she had made herself.

Prakkk…

The round mirror above her dressing table fell to the floor, startling her who was fantasizing in her imagination.

she gasped and opened her eyes, how surprised she was when she found her hands on her breasts in a squeezing position.

"What do I do?" Said her confused.

She immediately withdrew her hands and stood up to grab the mirror that had fallen earlier. Her slender finger pressed the socket, and her room immediately darkened, only the faint light from the terrace faintly entered her room.

"I want it," said Sari, laying her head down and covering her face with the small pillow.

'what if I want it, how you manage if you want it too in that far place, what should I do to suppress this passion,' Sari dropped tears of sadness holding back the desire that provoked me tonight because of Icha