Secret Sherly Angel's
Mute Witness

You know, I'm a restless friend at the end of the fidget. My night was dark, but it made him more visible. I tried to forget, but what I got was that I remembered more and more. I hate it, especially myself. Too often hurt, or too easily hurt. I tried not to say hello, but the night wind was waving. And in the end I came back weak just from being careless.

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"Forget it" said Sherly, descending from Dave's lap.

"Women are always right! Remember that principle well Dave. He whom you love, of course he is the most perfect. You choose it, which means you're ready to accept the flaws" Dave said in silence.

"I condemn all those who dare to reign. I only have one love and that's just for Dave Anggara not Brian Pradana or Bernard Pradipta" Sherly said.

Dave rounded his eyes. His sense of hearing was provoked by the ravings of his lover.

"Whatchu mean? You called the fucking name too?" dave didn't believe it.

Sherly turned her shoulders indifferently.

"Aren't all men fucking in your eyes?" challenge Sherly.

Dave scratched the nape that had just been goosebumps.

"That's because I don't want them hanging around you."

"Then what about women? They all? Lightly approach you and then you will gently approach it.

" It's not like that."

Sherly doesn't care. He was too naive about his own love. In the history of civilization, the woman was only trying about surviving in the world, but now the problem of love becomes complicated and a source of anxiety in her mind.

Time is rolling very slowly making the two humans who are in a place always have different opinions. Dave occasionally glanced at Sherly. He hates this situation. However, isn't it men who have to understand? Dave ventured to throw away the thick layer that stretched high.

"Bee," call Dave.

Sherly's watching Dave. Without opening her voice, the woman actually fused her two eyebrows together. Both use sign language as communication.

Verbal language suddenly became trending in their scope. Dave fused his eyebrows together, but a second later realized that what women do should not be done by men.

"Alright, Miss Sherly wins everything," Dave's inner self.

If silence becomes this gig, why is Dave still waiting for Sherly. Women never understand if anyone is waiting. Not no, sometimes women understand clearly if there is someone waiting for him, but many of them pretend not to know.

Dave winked. Unite the upper and lower petals in a few moments. Allowing two limbs to close together to strengthen each other.

In response, Sherly simply pursed her lips. As if by his actions Dave would understand what he meant.

"The brief "cup" landed on Sherly's lips and the empress had to hide her red tinge.

Dave wanted to laugh because of Sherly, but seeing round eyes as if he wanted to skin Dave. The man lowered his head then sighed faintly as a form of patient expression.

"The breath is ordinary. It doesn't have to be either" Sherly said.

"Oh my!" squeal Dave.

His right hand reflexes rubbing his field chest. Dave strengthened himself again. Isn't he used to Sherly like this?

Shut up and get awkward. That's what Dave feels. The atmosphere was gripping as if cloudy had been dark-colored. Sherly stands up and creates a sound between the sandals she wears and the floor she treads.

The earth trembled, as did Dave's heart. After the name of a foreign man is mentioned, then about the emergence of strange things in Sherly's company and mysterious events that occur when he takes leave.

"Dyarr"

Dave was shocked when the sound of a door slam filled his sense of hearing. The man immediately ran towards Sherly's room. Dave reached for the doorknob and pulled it slowly. Not locked, then he's in.

His eyeballs swept across the room. The room that was once a silent witness between him and the master. Dave walked up to the white ceramic slowly. The man calculated how many seconds it would take to store each inch of memories.

One, two, three, and so on Dave chanted in the chest. It's not the first time, but I don't know. What Dave feels can always provoke nervousness. Sherly isn't the first woman to be loved, but she can make Dave feel what he's never felt before.

His mind drifted away considering the time when he and Cellin were still together. Dave would not even mention his name, but what had happened was certainly stored in the heart.

Lying if Dave says forget everything. The man simply did not want to remember his past wounds. Then how he told Sherly about his one-of-a-kind ex.

Adult women wrapped in simple clothes became the main sight. Dave is relieved, finally the shadow of the former is left out by reality. How Dave felt so happy when he realized who Sherly really was.

Only the cuckolded man* would willingly leave the future owner's woman for the sake of the cave in the middle of the collar*gan. Dave's approaching. He sat on the edge of the bed.

Sherly feels something is moving, but the woman tries just fine. For now he is trying to be blind. Seeing Dave is like setting up a bar. Ready to be lit at any time.

Dave rubbed Sherly's hair making his owner turn to the source of the miracle. His eyes are round. The woman stared at the other person closely. Close and warm. That's what Sherly's mind is all about.

"Why did diem hm?" murmured Dave slowly.

Dave's eyes are locked in Sherly's eyeballs. And so is the woman in front of him. As often as they observe the same object, but still do not know the word bored.

"Although only a fraction of a second. Although it's just a lyric. I feel a laugh there. Sneaking in the chest. Together with the red tinge, the curvature of the rikma makes me want to sigh*h," Sherly said.

Seeing her lover daydreaming, with ignorant Dave scrambling Sherly's hair. No longer a beautiful moment created, but a disappointed atmosphere felt. Sherly scowls. The woman pouted. Dave never knew what he wanted. But other things still make the man a winner. Dave can always create laughter after suffering.

"Founded accidentally. United for love. May you always be together until you die" murmured Dave.

"If you give comfort through a hug, then,

then I am safe to give peace through a kiss," said Sherly.

Isn't stopping the distance an adult's habit? Sherly approaches after Dave first exhales right in front of her face. Sherly closed her eyes. He could not continue his desire.

"Cup" Dave kissed Sherly's lips.

Sherly rolled her eyes. The woman gaped along with her innocent expression.

"Kiss doang? What's?" inner Sherly.

"There's a lot I want to tell you, but the night's getting friends with the darkness. I had a lot to say, but time made me realize that not all hope is fulfilled. There's a lot I really want, but reality makes me understand that what's meant to be cannot be reversed."

Sherly scowls. Before that, the woman almost smiled happily. Dave's too pinter making Sherly's chest shake.

"Damn!" objurgation.

Dave smiled and walked over to his girlfriend's lips.

"Cups"

Once again Dave dipped briefly. It makes Sherly want to keep swearing.

"Can you control your libidom?"

"Ssttt" instead of answering, Dave just put an index finger on his lips.

"You're too sweet, miss, but it's too early for me to taste."

Sherly's lips. Wanted it to feel like he bit Dave right then and there, but let it go. For today Sherly will take off her day completely. He tried to forget the drama that was created.

"Huuftt" Sherly exhaled an annoyed breath.

"Are we made to be together? What about the story we don't know at last?"

"If I had known, I would have chosen to know you first."

"If only I could, I'd choose never to get hurt."

"Looking is common, but laughing at being forced is excruciating."

Dave's words are right. Somehow, Sherly always ends up closing her eyes in remembrance of all. The old fucker always comes even if it's just a shadow.

"You're below him, but slowly shifting his position" Sherly said weakly.

"It doesn't have to shift because one day he's bound to lengger."

"You have your own portion in your heart. He's wounding me, while you're trying to make me laugh."

"Blessed simple. You're quite understandable, not to be hurt."

"Dave, I miss you" Sherly said.

The man nodded. He knows what Sherly means. Dave stood up immediately. Get out of bed followed by a woman who does not realize if there is a heart that is almost hurt.

Couples can be a reflection. Never disappoint if you are not ready to be disappointed one day. With no words spoken, Dave reached out to bring Sherly into the arms.

Breathing can be felt. Sherly felt her heart calmer. Nothing could be comfortable but the crib Dave gave.

"I loved you yesterday, now, and later" Dave said, wiping the top of his girlfriend's head.

Sherly puts her ear right on the chest area. There was a sweet voice that caught his attention. Sherly believes that maybe Dave's heart is in discussion.

"Bee," call Dave.

"Cup" Sherly advances the lips to touch the space that makes them melt.

Coinciding with the brief kiss he felt, Dave felt his chest pounding even tighter. His eyes were round, and his body could not twitch. Dave froze at that moment. He doesn't know what translates his feelings.

"Dug dug dug" the bang created by nervousness made Sherly feel he had to continue to survive.

The woman did not want to change her position. She comfortably leaned against the chest of the field belonging to her lover.

"Have you thought, what if we had to end?" sherly said suddenly.

Dave smile. The man of course does not want a farewell unless it is about release. Wade through the burning waves with love that continues to reign. Dave's brain suddenly turned wild. She misses Sherly who keeps on shaking as the man is pinning her down.

"Many realities are broken by hope, and what about those of us who are still united? I'm afraid one day we'll be separated."

"We must have been separated, but not by coercion. We're meant to be together, then trust me if we're going to keep both."

"How confident are you?"

"Full of my name that fills your heart cavity. As long as my baby continues to be immortal, then I will still be here."

Dave used his index finger to touch Sherly's chest. Remember, Dave touched right in the middle of the two bumps instead of on the chewy thing.

Sherly felt like something had to get used to. The finger likes to touch any part. Including at this time. The master precisely put in the area prone to temptation.

"Dave, no," cried Sherly.

It was not the woman's intention to make her sexy voice, but she was too comfortable to be vocalized. Sherly can't talk as loudly as before. The woman was afraid that she would ruin her romantic moment.

"Ssttt" Dave put his index finger on Sherly's lips.

"Can you raise an octave for your voice? I'm trying to be deaf to a sound like that."

Sherly neutralizes her voice. He cleared his throat before finally saying the words.

"Dave, don't flirt if you know how it ends."

Stupidly, this time Sherly actually issued a distinctive sound of waking up. Dave swore in his heart. He swore he would make his girlfriend regret it one day.

Dave loosened his embrace, then observed Sherly's state. His girlfriend is still the same. He was the owner of the perfect body, but what about his brain? I don't know, Dave doesn't understand the problem of deep wounds.

"Can't you talk normally? I'm a normal guy who's gonna keep falling apart* if you talk in a low tone" Dave said.

Sherly pursed her lips. The woman looked up at the eyeballs that always made her remember.

"Fine hair starts growing under your nose baby. Why don't you shave it? Or you could have told me to pull it out" Sherly said.

Dave took off Sherly's hand which was still holding her and clasped her right in front of the chest. Dave stuck Sherly's fingers together to make the woman understand.

"What do you feel hm?" ask Dave riled up.

"My voice is beating."

Dave rounded his eyes. What kind of response did the woman give.

"What do you know about love?"

"I was hurt once. I can't describe a taste. It's all too hard for me to figure. I had hoped for someone, but that person disappointed me. I tried to capture the rest of my time making friends with my grief until I finally found you."

"Over in the ocean or as wide as nature? How disappointed are you? I'm not telling you to talk about baby wounds, but I just ask about love (but I'm just asking about love). What do you know about love?" resolute Dave.

Sherly quiet. The woman seemed to think. He dived into the radiant valley. Dave's eyeballs can always make him comfortable. Sherly survives because someone gives her support.

"I feel calm when my fingers are grasped. I feel happy when someone gives a hug as a symbol of not wanting to lose. I feel loved when someone is patiently able to face. I, um, I don't know, I can't mean it to Dave" Sherly said desperately.

"Darling, not Dave. Call me baby!" sulk Dave.

Doesn't one not necessarily understand the cues others give? Then who will be blamed when they do not find a point named agreement. Dave alone does not know how well he understands himself with love, but foolishly the man actually asked the woman who was very difficult to digest about the taste.

I don't know what God's planning, though,

I feel like I have two meanings in life