Laras Love

This time I grabbed his body closer and I crushed his thin lips. Abi returned my kiss and crushed my lips with a game of his tongue. I didn't expect my future husband to be a reliable and expert kisser. We were carried away in amorous kisses until my body was pushed on my back in bed.

We were really acting like teenagers in a drunken romance. This time, we could only stop when one of the staff who would be makeover my face for graduation purposes came and knocked on my bedroom door.

Abi immediately pulled himself from my lips which felt swollen from his bite. But why am I enjoying all that?

"Ras, sorry I can't help myself," Abi immediately pulled me up until I was seated. He stood up straight and gave me mineral water to drink.

"it's okay bi. It was also my fault because I started it, "I was tempted and realized clearly emblazoned on my face that I really couldn't contain my lust in front of Abi.

"Come on, your mother will wait for us," Abi pulled my hand to get me out of the room. There was a bit of regret on my chest because we didn't pass on our hot kiss. Apparently, my heart has moved to Abi and not to Kris anymore.

The hair and face stylist was ready in the living room to transform my appearance into a beautiful woman for my graduation. It seems that Abi arranged for the best person to polish my face to be more grateful for the sake of my graduation.

I was a little moved by all the details of Abi's attention to me. It's very different to Chris when we were in a relationship. Kris made me do everything because he just wanted to accept everything in order.

I can only smile when Kris can compliment me with his smile and kindness as a gift for all the things I've done for her. Sometimes I want someone to do all these things for me.

This time, Mas Abi had realized all of it perfectly without any mistakes. I could see Mas Abi had replaced his outfit with an official navy blue suit with a silver pipe tie. His hair had changed into official style when he taught lecture materials at my college.

I still remembered seeing him for the first time. I was actually in love at first sight with him. But I didn't realize it at all. Destiny has its own way of playing with human life.

Not long after, I had already turned into someone different with all the makeup on my face rushed to run towards my room. I immediately changed clothes with the latest model made by my mother. New kebaya suit from pastel colour pink blue french tule brocade with a pencil skirt made from traditional batik [Indonesian wax clothes] to the knees.

I also wear stiletto shoes from Givenchy house that I only wear to important events like this time with a small bag branded from a Parisian fashion house. I immediately went out towards Abi who looked at me in amazement.