Lust Last Night Impotent Man
95. I want to be won

"Lho, why is it closed, Dek?" rama asked in surprise as his gaze turned dark. Since then he was staring at a fat man who was scratching the beach in front of him.

"I want Om to look at me?" ask Sisil.

"Look at you? What's up, Dek?" Rama's head turned, but Sisil had not yet removed his hand from Rama's eyes. "Please dong, how do I see that it's dark like this, Dek."

Sisil slowly withdrew his hand and their eyes immediately met. The girl's face was instantly red. "You can't go anywhere, just look at me, yeah, just until we get home from here."

"Why indeed?"

"I want Om to just look at me, don't go anywhere!" firmly Sisil. His lips had started to conical and it instantly made Rama's heart pound.

Not because he was fascinated, but because he was afraid. Just now Sisil finished getting angry, the time is now angry again? Not funny in his opinion.

"I can't be told why?" Rama looked confused. Again, Sisil's attitude felt strange.

"Omm don't like it, do you, if you look at me? Om bosen same as me? I'm beautiful Om," Sisil annoyed.

"Yes you are beautiful. Even very pretty. But what if my head doesn't move, Dek? Will stumble."

"There's me. Let me help you walk, just as Om keeps looking at me, okay?"

Rama nodded, he took a few steps forward as Sisil pulled his arm. 'Start again with Sisil. Why else would he? I hope I don't make mistakes, I don't want us to keep fighting.'

After paying the ticket for 10,000 won per person or equivalent to Rp. 121,000 more, they went straight into the gate.

Along the way to the tower-like building, there are many love locks that hook on the iron fence. Visitors can put wherever the love padlock they bring as they please, as long as the key is not thrown away carelessly. Because there is a special place.

"The padlock is installed here, Om?" sisil asked while staring at some visitors who were busy hooking up the padlock they were carrying. Then many took pictures.

"It looks like yes, Deck, let's put it up," asked Rama. He who was still staring at Sisil slowly made him walk closer towards the iron fence. "We pair it together, Dek." Grabbing the hand of Sisil who had held the padlock, then together they also hooked on the iron. Next to the other locks.

"Hopefully our marriage is eternal, Dek, because I read in the article .. he said there used to be a couple who put a padlock here, continue marriage and their love is eternal," said Rama.

"Amin," Sisil replied as he rubbed his face. "But our marriage depends on Om it's mah, want eternal ngaknya."

"How do you mean?" rama asked with a frowning forehead.

"Well, if the omnya of cheating could possibly be eternal. It's Om who's flirtatious with other girls." Sisil's lips immediately curled.

"Where I might be flirtatious, don't." Rama chuckled, then shook his head quickly.

"Excuse me, I'm a photographer. Do you want to hire a service to capture the moment?" asked a bule man who had just approached towards them. He brought a camera and said a photographer.

He came to offer himself maybe Sisil and Rama wanted to hire his services.

Rama reflexes stared at him, because the man also had time to pat him on the shoulder. "Do you want all the photos, Dek? He's a photographer because" said Rama then moved to look at Sisil.

"Continue?"

"Yes if we want to be able to rent him, surely later our photos will be better. Make mementos too, right?"

"May deh." Sisil nodded. Things that he thought were exciting were impossible to resist. "But the picture will be straight so what? I want the picture sent to the phone, Om. I'll be able to point to Citra and Brother."

"Attent." Rama looked back at the photographer then spoke in English. "Can the photos be sent to my cell phone, sir?"

In addition to the Korean language that Sisil does not understand, English is the same. So hearing Rama who was quite fluent in various languages, he felt amazed himself.

"Of course, sir," replied the bule, nodding his head.

"It could be said, Dek," said Rama.

After that they began taking pictures, looking for a suitable place and posing according to the direction of the photographer.

Again, a photographer asked for their pose of kissing. But Sisil refused, under the pretext of embarrassment.

After that, they moved places. Rama also invites the wife to go up to the top of the tower, there will certainly be many beautiful scenery there and suitable for taking pictures.

Sisil said, and the photographer went up there through the elevator.

When it got to the top, apparently there were also some love padlocks attached to the iron fence coated with glass. The glass was the barrier and the floor they stepped on turned out to be a glass floor as well, so that they could see from down there.

"Masya Allah.is very beautiful scenery, Dek," said Rama staring in amazement. There's a mountain of namsan over there. There are also cherry blossom trees.

The snow that is still falling makes its own attraction, so that in addition to feeling colder, the scenery is even more beautiful.

"Let's take another picture, sir," said the man who invited Rama to take a picture again.

"Our apogee ...." Rama's words stopped at the end of his lips when suddenly Sisil hugged him tightly. He could feel the body shaking too. "Lho, Dek, why are you?" his question was astonished as he hugged, then rubbed Sisil's back.

"I'm afraid, Om, I'm going to get out of here" Sisil asked. His face was immediately hidden behind a jacket that Rama and suddenly his head felt dizzy.

"Fearful? Scared why? Is there a demon here?" asked Rama wonder.

"I'm afraid of heights, Om. My head is dizzy and my stomach ...." Sisil touched his suddenly turbulent and aching stomach. "Wwuueekk!" Quickly he shut his lips, for fear of vomiting on Rama's body.

"Oh you're afraid, let's go down." Rama quickly took Sisil to the elevator, the photographer came along. Then they went down to the floor.

"Om, I want to throw up. It's not strong." Sisil still silenced his lips, his face immediately reddened because it held the contents of the stomach that he had not succeeded in removing. It feels so torturous.

"Just throw up here, Dek, don't get arrested." Rama took off his leather jacket, then pointed it at Sisil's lips. "Remove it here."

"Luck! Euueekk!" Finally, Sisil managed to spit out the contents in his stomach.

Rama does not matter if his jacket is the victim, it is better than Sisil fouled the tourist spot and get a fine. Because there is already writing about the prohibited littering and littering.

The fine was not only in the form of money, but was asked to clean the yard at the entrance area.

"Sorry, Om, Om's jacket got dirty because of me. Though now it is very cold," said Sisil with a feeling of guilt. Moreover, seeing Rama only wear black singlet, to display the muscles of his arms are so stocky.

"It's okay, Deck. The jacket will buy more, than you did not hold back." Rama smiled at me casually.

After reaching the ground floor, he also invited Sisil to find the nearest toilet. They parted ways with a photographer, because he couldn't possibly go with them to the toilet.

"You go in here, I'll wait here, okay?" rama said when he arrived and pointed at the female public toilet in front of him. Next to the place was a large garbage can, Rama walked a few steps and then threw the 10-million jacket in there.

"Kok dumped, Om? Can it still be washed?" ask Sisil. His face looked sad to see the thing thrown away. Though honestly he also felt disgusted at his own vomit marks.

"Let it go, Dek, anyways I've had that jacket for a long time. It needs to be replaced" replied Rama. "There you go in, wash your face so that it looks fresh."

"I want to be won, Om, enter," asked Sisil while looking to the right and left. Observing the situation he thought was quite lonely. Seeing the muscles in the arms of the husband, made him so restless and anxious. "My head still hurts, too, Om, how afraid am I to slip?" tanyanya while touching her head that still feels fireflies. Now, however, his voice sounded like whining with a spoiled tone.

"But that's the woman's toilet, Deck, where can I go?" rama asked doubtfully. He's staring at the door.

"It's lonely, Om, it's ayok!" Sisil came closer to Rama. Like an impatient man, he hurriedly pulled the husband's arm and quickly went in together inside before anyone could see.

...He said to ask for cementin, but kok maksa anyway, Sil 😑...

Oh yes, it turns out that there are many who are satisfied about his part Om Gugun, here, I am so confused 😕 even though I have already told you from the first chapter if there will be a story of him too, he said, because it is among you who ask.

So what about it, guys? Is the story of Om Gugun lost?

Come and give your opinion, dizzy me about 🙈