PrincesAuntum

Cambodia, your scent is so real. Fragrance adorns the five senses....
the appearance is beautiful, like the feathers of a goose flying on the horizon....
Your bias is perfect when the dew caresses you so affectionately....
But dear, why do you have to be a symbol of pain... The
never-ending sorrow for a broken heart....
Or even, as a welcome for the body that has passed away....
Cambodia... it's ... you...

Be Mine : Finding True Love

The darkness of the night began to appear. The pebbles that emitted light glowed all over the sky. The light is beautiful, like thousands of fireflies chasing each other. Cradled, like a beautiful woman figure. Dancing in the middle of a green meadow. Her curves look real, her cleavage looks so seductive. Her distinctive fragrance is a sign that she is in love.


"It's time for dinner, skipper," I almost jumped when Amah's aunt came into my room. In fact, I didn't even hear the knock on the door.


I hastily closed my book, then I stood up. Glancing at my appearance in the mirror, then glanced at the door.


"What's going on outside, auntie, why is it so crowded?" I asked. Because I just realized, if there is a pretty rowdy conversation outside. In fact, the mother was heard laughing a few times.


"There is a small meeting, skipper. Mrs. Larasati wants to meet some of the workers in the tea garden."


"For?" I asked Amah's aunt again. Truly correct.


"I don't know, skipper. Ask yourself directly," Auntie  Ama Exasperated. I just stuck my tongue out at her, and she just glared.


I went, followed by small steps. I around the living room hoping that someone I missed was also there.


I glanced at the group of women who seemed to be sitting neatly. They seemed to enjoy conversing with a mom like this. I wiped their faces one by one. And when I found what I was looking for, I flashed a smile as I waved my hand at her, but she looked down.


"Master, what are you doing?" asked Aunt Amah who managed to surprise me. I just realized if she had been behind me.


"There's a mosquito, naughty. That's why I cut it down." My lie. She glanced.


"Getting rid of mosquitoes is the same for people."


"What? Breasts? Breasts?" I asked. Aunt Amah patted her forehead.


"Dada, waving, skipper," she explained. I just nod.


She was now walking ahead of me, making me peek back at Arni who was still busy there. As his eyes met mine, I whispered this to him, "I'm waiting, behind, now." And I hope he understands what I'm saying. And hopefully... he comes.


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