Nyo Tun Lu - 5 short stories

"The way she is dressed is shameless, shameful to the beholder. The dress is short and the length is only about a foot from the waist down. I think the shirt is wide and has no sleeves. It's just that she is not my family. I want to grab this innocent girl and hit her head twice."

"Oh..."

In these two different voices, the massager, who was not far behind Ko Han's voice, said, "Oh," but the sound of "Oh" came from me, the one being massaged. Ko Han was talking about a girl he had seen on the street, who was dressed in a revealing outfit, while massaging me. However, the feelings that were about to be stolen seemed to turn into anger as he spoke. His hands went faster than usual, and my legs hurt. It was a mistake to get a massage on a Tuesday like today. Ko Han, our trusted massage therapist, usually takes a break from massaging on Mondays and Fridays and goes to the girls he likes.

When he returns to massage duty on Monday, Tuesday, and Friday, Saturday, his time, whether it is easy or difficult for his girlfriend, depends on whether he is comfortable or not. If it is easy, then it is okay to get a massage. If it is not, then the person being massaged is a Muslim. Therefore, if we are going to get a massage, we first check the calendar. Just like birthdays are not allowed on Fridays, and haircuts are not allowed on Mondays, we also avoid getting massages on Tuesdays and Saturdays as much as possible. Now, I didn't realize it and chose the wrong day. Is he taking out his anger on me, which stems from his discomfort with his girlfriend? The pain is unbearable.

"Press gently, Hanra, I can't take it anymore. It hurts," I apologized to him, shifting uncomfortably on the bed. As long as he was clear-headed, it wouldn't matter.

"Aung Ma Massage Parlor, what are you going to do? You'll make a sound like this. He'll grab your thighs with his palms and rub them, pressing them together, and moving them apart, like this."

"Like this... I like it, even if it's three thousand, I'll read it. Even if it's ten thousand... I'll take it and be honest, right?"

As Ko Han spoke, his whole body became tingly and tingly with the massage techniques of the opposite sex. Ko Han's face also had a smile on it. It was different from before. His face was not happy with what. It was gloomy as if he was catching a worm.

"Does it hurt when you press so hard?" The sound of a crackling sound made it twitch.

"I'm getting old. My muscles aren't as resilient as they used to be."

It only got worse when I said it was okay. My words made him angry. He forgot that he was seven years older than me. He didn't like talking about his age.

"Do you think you're old at the age of fifty-four? Look at this Maung Han... Before, this body and this figure were Maung Han, now this body and this figure are Maung Han, what's the difference?" I thought as I looked at him, his voice rustling and his nose blowing.

I love getting massages. When I was young, my grandmother used to massage me, and she would also massage my thighs and calves. In this way, my mother, who had been listening to my grandmother massage and asked for massages, became addicted to massages. As I got older, I became less mobile and had low blood pressure. It was difficult to get around and sit down, so I relied on Ko Han. However, I couldn't call her whenever I wanted to get a massage. It cost 1,000 kyats per massage, and she massaged for an hour and a half, which was satisfactory, but since she didn't accept more than three people a day, I had to book her three days in advance, just like buying train tickets.

A good massage therapist can make the body feel warm and relaxed without causing pain. Ko Han is a good massage therapist. When he touches you with his hands, all the tense muscles relax. He is also good at being calm. The problem is that when his mind wants to be calm, he is calm, and when he wants to be calm, he is calm. When his mind is clear, his fingers that reach the massaged person move gently as if they are pressing piano keys, emitting a warm sensation. If he is angry, the taste of the massage is the opposite of the situation mentioned earlier. I am afraid that all the muscles will be torn apart, as if he has been scratched by the hawk's feet.

Every time I was massaged, I would scream loudly, and the person would become a real crow. Then he became angry and thought about how he should scream. I have one thing in pain, and being scolded is another, and the two are welded together and cause trouble. If it hurts too much... I would moan and groan. He also noticed that his massage had gradually decreased. He had relaxed a little. Ko Han liked a soft and gentle voice, so when he massaged hard, he would brake the “oh” sound and change it to a medium and slow tone. In any case, it was important to calm him down. Otherwise, it would be difficult if he was left without a warm feeling when he left.

They grew up in the same neighborhood, so they didn't know about him. Dark skin. A little tall and strong. However, the good body proportions are made ugly by the hunched back. The shape of the head on that body is also rare. It looks like a long, flat iron bowl. The nose is flat. The mouth is open. The face is slightly concave and the forehead protrudes slightly forward. Ko Han, who has a good appearance due to his life's fortune, is not a good-looking person. However, he is not a cruel person. He is honest and good-natured. He also has small beauty features.