Different Way Of Love

Chapter 4

Sleepyhead

That night the rhythm of classical music from the gramophone filled the house, the distinctive sound of vinyl swaying to drive away the silence so that it would soon pass. The collection of music was filled with old songs that my mother usually played when she was doing housework.

There was one song that I liked among those old songs. The Swedish supergroup, ABBA with the lyrics that always ring in your head "Slipping through my fingers all the time...."

Besides that song, there were many other songs in the collection of foreign music that she was playing.

The strains of the old music took me into my subconscious. Because I was so comfortable and calm with the strains of the music, I lay down on the sofa imagining wild and erotic scenes. The daydream finally made me fall asleep and led me to a very beautiful flower of sleep.

"M-mmm... yes honey come here m-mmm..." I half-consciously felt someone wake me up.

"Honey, let's go to the room," whispered someone whose voice I already recognized.

I woke up and looked at the person who woke me up from my wild dream.

I was surprised, "Sis Mirai, why are you home?" I said a little confused.

"Let's get up! Move to the room," Mirai shouted while grabbing my hand.

The clock showed one in the morning, my sister took me to my bed to continue my interrupted dream.

"Honey, ahaa..., what did you dream about just now, I'm so sorry to bother you hihihi" teased Mirai.

"M-mmm… I don't know" I answered weakly and embarrassedly.

"Go back to sleep, let's talk about missing you in the morning, I'm sleepy too" said Mirai.

Goodnight, sis!" whispered Mirai while helping me grab the blanket and uncovering the hair on my forehead and kissing it"

"Goodnight, sis" I concluded weakly.

Unlike the music last night, this time there was a different kind of music that woke me up. The source of the music was not from a gramophone, but from an active speaker in the next room. The type of millennial music from the 2000s, my sister's favorite song.

"Damn, last night's dream didn't continue," I thought regretfully.

I got out of bed and faced the mirror with a little make-up, I went to my sister's room to greet her in a fresh and fit state.

I knocked on my sister's door, "Sis, this is me, Meske," I called.

"Come in!" Mirai shouted. The volume of the speaker was lowered.

"Sis, I miss you," I said spoiled while hugging Mirai. I smelled the distinctive scent of soap on her body.

"Sis didn't tell me when you came home, did you bring any souvenirs?" I whined while joining Mirai in dressing up in front of the mirror.

"Sis was just telling mom and dad, it was quite a surprise for you, honey," Mirai said while combing her hair.

"Your favorite souvenirs, I keep them in the kitchen," Mirai continued.

"Great..., thank you, my beautiful and fragrant sister, hihihi" I praised happily.

"I'll take a shower first, sis," I said about to leave her room.

"Go take a shower! You smell like last night's dream, hahaha" Mirai quipped.

"Eww...!" I replied annoyedly while closing the door.

We could still joke around like siblings in general, jokes and teasing, even fighting, pulling each other's hair and then getting along again, we've been through it. Since we last met three months ago until now, we are still close.

Some time passed after I took a shower while singing, I went to the kitchen to open the souvenirs that my sister brought from the student city. A plastic package with a yellow box inside which I guessed was brem and bakpia pathok. Immediately I opened the package and ate it as a substitute for breakfast this morning.

From the dining room, I went to the sofa in the living room to pick up my cellphone that I had ignored since last night. On the cellphone screen I saw two missed calls and two unread chat messages.

I opened the chat message, Sifa contacted me last night. At first I was worried that she would sulk because I didn't have time to open the chat she sent.

"Say, how are our vacation plans?" said Sifa in the chat. "Aaah... the Eskimo buffalo is already asleep, I'll wait for your plans, darling!" she continued in the chat.

After I read the chat without replying, I rushed to Sifa's house. I brought several boxes of my favorite brem and bakpia pathok for Sifa as a sign of apology for ignoring her chat that she sent last night.

"Assalamualaikum, Sifa... Sifa..." I called while ringing the doorbell.

The automatic gate opened slowly, I immediately went to her door to greet the owner of this magnificent palace.

I knocked on Sifa's door, not long after the door handle moved, someone opened the door.

"Waalaikumsalam, please come in dear," said Sifa's mother.

"Mother, is Sifa awake?" I asked.

"Yes, I think she just finished taking a shower, you go to her room," replied my mother.

"Yes, Mother, oh here are some brem and bakpia snacks to accompany your coffee," I offered.

"Wow, thank you dear," replied my mother.

I have been considered like Sifa's sister by the people at home. Likewise, Sifa has been considered a sister by her family.

We can still joke around like siblings in general, jokes and teasing, even fighting, pulling each other's hair and then getting along again, we have been through. Since the last time we met three months ago until now, we are still close.

Some time passed after I took a shower while singing, I went to the kitchen to open the souvenirs that my sister brought from the student city. A plastic package with a yellow box inside which I guessed was brem and bakpia pathok. I immediately opened the package and ate it as a substitute for breakfast this morning.

From the dining room, I went to the sofa in the living room to take my cellphone that I had ignored since last night. On the cellphone screen I saw two missed calls and two chat messages that I had not read.

I opened the chat message, Sifa contacted me last night. At first I was worried that she would sulk because I didn't have time to open the chat she sent.

"Say, how are our vacation plans?" said Sifa in the chat. "Aaah... you're already asleep, Eskimo buffalo, I'm waiting for your plans, darling!" continued to conclude in the chat.

After I read the chat without replying to it, I rushed to visit Sifa's house. I brought several boxes of my favorite brem and bakpia pathok for Sifa as a sign of apology for ignoring her chat that she sent last night.

"Assalamualaikum, Sifa... Sifa..." I called while ringing her doorbell.

The automatic gate opened slowly, I immediately went to the door of her house to greet the owner of this magnificent palace.

I knocked on Sifa's door, not long after the door handle moved, someone opened the door.

"Waalaikumsalam, please come in dear" replied Sifa's mother.

"Mother, is Sifa awake?" I asked.

"Okay, I think she just finished taking a shower, you go to her room" replied mother.

"Yes, Mother, oh here are some brem and bakpia snacks to accompany your coffee" I offered.

"Wow, thank you dear" replied mother.

I have been considered like Sifa's sister by the people in her house. Likewise, Sifa is considered a sister by my family. So actually we are free to visit whenever we want, as long as it is outside the curfew.

I knocked and called near her room door. "Sif, Say, this is Meske, may I enter the igloo palace?" I called and asked permission jokingly.

"Excuse me, the Eskimo buffalo is not allowed to enter," she replied and teased inside the room.

Suddenly she opened the door and pulled my hand to enter her room.

"OMG." My eyes widened seeing her beautiful body without a single piece of cloth. In front of me I saw a smooth white body, sparkling without blemish. I was sure that she was a descendant of the elf race. Without blinking, I looked at her from head to toe and the hair that hung down touched her shoulders. Instantly I forgave the Eskimo buffalo's taunt. "PERFECT," I said while giving a thumbs up.

"Don't be shy, come here," she whispered while closing and locking the room door.

"Eh-eh… but the plan, our plan?" I said in surprise

"Anyway, now, period." Sifa concluded softly.

She led me to her bed, I accepted it, I responded by taking off my clothes in front of her. I couldn't resist her crazy seduction, we made out in the magnificent igloo palace.

In the midst of our kisses, I glanced at one of Sifa's hands holding her genitals. The movement of one arm was felt by my chest which was pressed against her arm. Was she that crazy that she wanted to masturbate in front of her lover. I was a little tempted to masturbate, but there was something that fortified me, which seduced me not to do something that would dirty my hands. I waited for her until the climax of her orgasm, I was reluctant.

"Say, are you okay? I asked softly.

"Just let it go, honey, don't be shy!" Sifa seduced softly.

My heart was racing and all the nerves in my body felt heavy and tense, almost uncontrollable. In the end, I just ignored her seduction so that it would pass and only played in the area from the tip of her head to her navel.

Sweat poured down her body, as did mine. We ended this session lying on our backs on the soft snow in the magnificent Eskimo palace.

A short while after that someone knocked on the door of the Eskimo princess's room. Who knows who it was, we also got up to prepare various strategies to trick the uninvited guest who would intervene in our lovemaking scene.