Fast forward 5 years later. Far... far away from Indonesia. Married.
I'm chilling on my penthouse balcony. Looking over the city view. Sunglasses covering my eyes with a glass of wine at the other.
Suddenly, a hug came from behind. "Hi baby... lagi ngapain?"
"Can't you see i'm just chilling"
"Ya kan aku cuma nanya", he chuckles as he moves back towards the kitchen to fix himself a drink.
I slowly stand up and moves towards him to give him a little kiss
"Ooo, lagi baik ya hari ini", He said to you cheekily.
"No, ini yang ku lagi pengen lakuiin aja". I replied while he held me close to him. "So, terkadang you gak mau kiss me?"
"Sometimes. But at least everything i do is true to me kan..."
"Yaz, how does it feel?", he asked curiously.
I just stared at his large brown eyes and whispered: It feels good.
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Liberating (18+)
Teen FictionRequested. A very short & simple story about a girl who just wishes to be free. The story is really short as it just builds up to the climax that is probably 4x longer than the whole story itself. It's just a smut but with a far, longer build up.
