Adolescent romanticism

Looking into Alisha's eyes, I listened to Rio and Molly's story. Alisha was babbling to herself. I don't know how much I was immersed in her story. Molly and Rio's biography was only getting longer in Alisha's story. Meanwhile the night is getting deep. I don't know how much Alisha cared about the depth of the night but I enjoyed talking to her. Alone in a secluded room, listening to the exciting stories of a 25-year-old woman in revealing clothes, is really a tough test for an 18-year-old like me. It is like a deer dancing around a tiger.

However, instead of paying attention to Alisha's story, my heart was busy with other attentions. Still, I patiently try to listen to Alisha's story of teenage life. It's past midnight. Alisha offered me breakfast and I agreed to eat it. Because as the night deepened, I needed to know how deep inside Alisha's mind was. She appeared in front of me with some fruit, chips, bread and butter. I started eating with a smile. We were both having breakfast. Alisha seemed quite normal. Only the man inside me may have turned into a devil. Evil thoughts are working in the mind. I couldn't hold myself still. So I thought that the third person devil could enter in the silence. I wanted to focus on the story. So I asked Alisha then what happened?

Alisha - Molly and Rio's love had a sacred relationship. As I later learned, Rio and Molly preferred to sit side by side and talk whenever they met. Molly listened as Rio told stories. Rio expressed interest in giving kisses many times but could not convince Molly. Her reluctance on the one hand, and her wicked girlfriends' counterproductive behavior on the other, the mixture of these two natures of characters leaves Rio confused. Rio couldn't understand Molly. Molly didn't like what Rio wanted from Molly. On the other hand, what Molly's evil girlfriends wanted from Rio, Rio never liked Molly's behavior. To overcome this confusion, Rio applies the perfume theory. A wave of doubt rose in his mind.

I fall into the trap of Rio's perfume theory. First male touch, first kiss in my life came from Molly's boyfriend. However, 15 days after Molly's death, Rio learns that Molly is no longer in the world. She is dead. I don't know how much Rio was able to mourn her death. But after a month I became a regular visitor to that park. I waited for Rio because I didn't understand him. This continued for some time. Several changes came over me. My family members understand that I need to get married. I was also eager to meet men. My family hastily arranged the marriage with my cousin. Within one night, my wedding ceremony was over.

Me and my husband's first night. We were allowed to stay in one room. I didn't know my cousin before. I didn't even know him very well. On our first wedding night, my husband, Rick, gave me just one perfume. The smell of perfume was very familiar to me. Molly's boyfriend Rio gave it to Molly. Very surprising thing. On the wedding night, the new bridegroom usually presents various gifts to his new wife or partner. I used to have only one perfume. He didn't say anything nice to me that night. He was busy with my body instead of my mind. Rick wondered how long he could enjoy me. I felt like I was raped non-stop for the whole night. I have suffered a lot. I wanted love, respect, affection from my husband but that night I got unbearable pain, bitter experience, neglect. Rick didn't come into my life as a life partner. He came as a one-night guest or a one-night customer.

In the morning I woke up and saw 10.30 on the clock. Rick called me out in front of his parents and said he knew all about my relationship with Rio. Rio is his friend. I took advantage of Rio's blindness to get physical with his under Molly's identity. He has come to know this now. So he is not willing to have marital relationship with me. So Rick wants to divorce me. While I couldn't quite reconcile the night's events at first, I had no trouble realizing from the morning's events that this was why Rick had treated me the way he did that night. As proof of my relationship with Rio, Rick describes the perfume incident to his parents. Then my life ended here. He came into my life as my husband for a night.

I needed a husband who would take care of me all day and sleep with me at night. But after one night, I became lonely. Where the slightest touch of Rio turned me into a lunatic, a night spent with Rick rekindled. what can i do ? What was my fault? The worst part of girls' life is that they can live alone when no man will change the pace of their life. And I've reached a point where I can't go forward or back. Little does Rick know, touching women is a pursuit. A man who touches a woman and says he has touched a woman is a fool. A woman's heart can only be touched by the body, even a rapist can touch the body. But I know that getting a man's love is also a matter of pursuit. A woman who says she got a man's love after donating her body is a fool. By touching the faith of a man, the body has to be touched, the body also gives a prostitute.

It was around three o'clock in the night. I don't know when I fell asleep looking at Alisha's face and listening to her words. Alisha saw me sleeping and went to the kitchen to have dinner. Alisha has not eaten anything except tea, coffee and light snacks since afternoon. She didn't wake me up anymore. I slept for a very short time. After eating, Alisha put her hand on my forehead and saw that my body was slightly warm. A lot of fever but no fever. She placed her hand on my forehead and squeezed it gently. Immediately my body trembled once. What a touch! I felt that this was the first time in my life that I felt such a touch.

Alisha is already very beautiful. Impossibly beautiful. But to me today she looks absolutely beautiful. I don't even know why I feel it.

She thought I might wake up from my movement so she didn't remove her hand. I could feel it sitting quietly next to me and looking me in the face. I don't know how long she was looking like this. I fell into a deep sleep again for a while.

There is zero light in the room. A sliver of moonlight fell on one corner of the room through an open window. A sweet voice came to me and said "Unbutton the back of my shirt". Alisha came to me while getting wet after shower and was talking. I was sitting on the sofa watching fish play in the aquarium? Looking up at her with a wink, I lowered my eyes with a little difficulty in shame. Because wet clothes were showing everything on her body.

"How long will I stand like this? Do not open?"

Seeing no way out, I pretended to look the other way, trying to unbutton the button. My hands were shaking. Having no prior experience of such a situation, I was at a loss. "What's taking so long to understand?"

Seeing Alisha's rush, I obligingly looked at her back and opened the button and said, "It's done. You can change your dress now." Saying that, I quietly sat on the sofa. And I was thinking that Alisa might go to the bathroom and change her dress. but no she started undressing in front of me.

I wanted to leave the room quickly because of her unusual behavior. Just then Alisha locked the door from inside. I have no words. Suddenly I looked at Alisha and said why did you not come to the office yesterday? Without waiting for an answer, I said again after a while, "Your hair is still wet. Shall I wipe it?" Alisha did not answer. After a while I started to wipe the hair.

Suddenly I woke up. I was a bit shocked to see Alisha near my head when I woke up. Then I noticed that she was holding one of my hands. Immediately let go of the hand and said I fell asleep?

She replied "I was talking and you fell asleep without having dinner. If you had told me, I would have given you food earlier.I don't know when you eat or sleep. I brought food and found you asleep."

I realized that I had been dreaming for so long. This dream was an expression of the thoughts that were playing in my mind during the moments spent with Alisha. Alisa went into her bedroom for the second time. She spends at least thirty minutes in the bedroom every time she enters. At this point, satanic thoughts are created for her in my mind, or sleep comes to my eyes. For the first time her absence caused sleep in my eyes. Maybe I was listening to her, or maybe her absence was taking the form of presence in my brain and telling stories. I stayed in a circle. The night didn't want to end. This time Alisha's absence created bad thoughts in me. Alisha's open presence would bear such thoughts in my mind.

Anyway I prepared to go to her bedroom. Once I want to go to her and hug her. On the other hand, there is a prohibition in the mind that something bad can happen. Doubts are swirling in my mind. But the decision that I must go to Alisha's bed room took a strong hold in my mind. I sat down on the sofa. There was water on the table in front of the sofa. I tried to gather my courage by drinking a glass of water from there. I can't think of myself, but I think if I dare, maybe something will work. Because she is a 25-year-old divorcee. She needs a male partner. To me she frankly admitted. Then she should be happy to have me. If I go to her , she may not return me. These strange thoughts were working in the mind. Because I can't control myself. The future seemed positive to me. I bravely appeared in front of her bedroom door. I didn't want to knock on the door because I really wanted to see her messy mess. Or what is she doing? Is she waiting for me like me? Or something else, it was very important for me to know. As I walked in front of the door, my chest was pounding. Vibration is created in the whole body. It seems like boiling blood is flowing through my body and hoping to get something into the brain, it has a demonic impression on my face.