Bianca sits on the sofa in her apartment. The biased light emanating from the television during scene changes sometimes silhouettes her body against the white wall in the center of her apartment. It depicts a 21-year-old girl with long hair, absorbed in her solitude.

Again and again, Bianca imagines the face of Hari Wijaya, her neighbor. There was only one desire for Bianca, more precisely a crazy desire that sounded completely absurd. She wanted to do it with Hari Wijaya without having to ruin the adult man's household.

Bianca realized, Hari Wijaya might not want to pay attention to her. Given, Hari Wijaya really loves his wife and children. However, he had already fallen for the man who had a rough, dashing and authoritative aura.

The incident occurred this afternoon, when he accidentally saw something that was expanding hard under Hari Wijaya's pants when the man had to urinate. Whether intentionally or indeed not strong, Hari Wijaya often urinated carelessly on the left side of the five-story apartment.

At that time his mind and imagination seemed to be triggered, playing again with his wild imaginary world.

Perhaps, Hari Wijaya was deliberately showing it to her, Bianca was getting curious. Her body temperature grew hot, imagining Hari Wijaya's burly body in her arms, in her mouth and between her thighs, clamping down. He wanted Hari Wijaya's lips, exploring every curve of his body.

"Crazy! Crazy indeed!" She moaned silently.

That day, there was something unusual about Bianca's smile when she passed Hari Wijaya, especially lately. However, Hari Wijaya always thinks positively. With all his might, he eliminated his feelings. Especially at this time, his wife is pregnant.

But this afternoon, Hari Wijaya seemed to lose his mind. Without thinking and considering anything, he rushed to follow his body's desires.

Hari Wijaya has long realized, if in fact he is indeed deadly in love with Bianca, without Bianca realizing it. And that day, Hari Wijaya felt, he had to do something to satisfy his hidden desires.

When Hari Wijaya came home from work. Bianca was walking towards her apartment, about 200 meters before the apartment. Hari Wijaya swallowed his own saliva, his eyes seemed focused on looking at Bianca's back, which had always filled his mind.

Hari Wijaya did not immediately park his motorbike in the usual parking lot on the basement floor. He didn't even immediately go up to his apartment to meet his wife who had taken time off work. Instead, he stopped his motorcycle on the left side of the apartment.

Hari Wijaya was seen stepping his feet hurriedly towards the clothesline which was slightly hidden, he knew Bianca's habit every afternoon would take his clothesline, before he went up to his apartment on the third floor, right next to Hari Wijaya's apartment.

After waiting a while, Hari Wijaya pulled down the blue cotton trousers he was wearing, and took out his reproductive organs. Again, he seemed to have peed for who knows how many times, just like days ago at the same hour, whether intentionally or not.

Her heart seemed to beat faster after she heard the footsteps of someone walking towards the clothesline. Her hair stood on end when the footsteps stopped. But he still did not dare turn his head and remained standing in a position to urinate.

Hari Wijaya was sure that Bianca was already standing, staring, observing him who was urinating while standing facing the apartment's parapet.

Disgusting, yes for some people who see it might feel disgusting, thinking that the person no longer has the slightest shame, but not with Bianca, she actually likes to see Hari Wijaya doing that near her.

After a few moments later, Hari Wijaya seemed to put back his personal furniture, and raised the zipper of his pants, then turned his head to the right and pretended to be surprised.

"Ouch! Mbak Bianca, I'm sorry, I have to pee," said Hari Wijaya, his face tense with drama.

Bianca stood still, speechless, her knees trembling. She was seen biting her lower lip slightly, while her eyes were fixed on the zipper of Hari Wijaya's pants.

"Ouch! What should I do?"

Hari Wijaya's inner voice seemed to be churning. Then another voice in his heart again said quietly with a high level of confidence, "I'm sure, if I walk up to her and kiss her pink lips, she will definitely reciprocate."

"Ah, if only Hari Wijaya would step up and kiss me,"

Without Hari Wijaya expecting it, Bianca's little heart wished the same for him.

"No! No! Remember your wife and child, Hari Wijaya! Remember them! Don't let this asshole's lust destroy everything!"

Again Hari Wijaya's mind was in great turmoil against the lust that intimidated him.

"Aargh! It looks like he's not interested in me at all. My God, why are these feelings so great for that married man? Please get the image of this man out of my head," Bianca begged herself.

The next second, Hari Wijaya was seen approaching, his face flushed, smiling embarrassedly. After nodding his head at Bianca, he walked away to the front of the building and parked his motorcycle in the basement.

His face was covered in sweat, his imagination was still very wild, but he had to hold back his desire, for the sake of his wife and children.

Several tens of minutes later, Hari Wijaya arrived at his apartment, while Bianca returned to wrestling with her own imagination, Hari Wijaya seemed to be sitting on the bed, next to his sleeping wife.

The quiet atmosphere of the apartment made him able to hear strange sounds coming from Bianca's lips. The thin dividing wall in the apartment allowed his two ears to penetrate the wall where they lived.

The sound of the woman sighing, softly and passionately, really affected him. Hari Wijaya could not sleep at all, his body was sweating.

Feeling no longer strong, Hari Wijaya suddenly got up from his bed and walked towards their children's room. He smiled, seeing his three children sleeping peacefully.

Then, he walked into the living room and sat in front of the TV smoking the cigarette he had just lit, feeling uneasy.

Hari Wijaya still sat silently, both ears focused on trying to listen to something. After a while, he realized that the strange sounds came from the direction of Bianca's bathroom.

Hari Wijaya immediately entered the bathroom in their living room. Incidentally, the two bathrooms are indeed close together and are only limited by a thin apartment wall.

Hari Wijaya immediately took a position on the toilet seat, like someone who was defecating. He did not open his shorts, because he did not intend to defecate. His ears were so focused on the sound of splashing water and these strange sounds.

Hari Wijaya's imagination grew wild, clearly depicting in his brain how the water soaked Bianca's well-proportioned body. How the water crossed her lips, her chest, her stomach and then dripped between Bianca's groin.

In his head, he sees Bianca's beautiful, innocent face sighing in biological pleasure. So many dirty things played in Hari Wijaya's head at that time. He really felt an extraordinary sensation in his whole body.

"Aaaaahhh ..."

Unconsciously, he sighed long.