Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

Chapter 303

Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

One day, God bestowed grace upon me, who had nothing and nothing to boast about. Is the ability to manipulate space a blessing or a curse? know what! I will make your delusion a reality!

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Chapter 303 – (Chapter 303) 38. Travel

(Episode 303)

“I love you, Myungsik.”

“I love you too, hajal.”

“Ah…”

I felt an indescribably happy feeling at the warm hug,

“I’ll go in now.”

“Eww… Huh… , Haha!”

Even the pain of the first experience was able to overcome it without difficulty with the love that fills the body and mind.

“Congratulation for the wedding!”
“Live happily, hajal!”
“You two look so good together!”
“Give birth to many sons and daughters!”

Amid the sincere congratulations from family, friends and relatives who visited the wedding venue, the smiles of the groom Han Myeong-sik dazzled.

“Good work, hazal.”

“Ah… My baby, hehe…”

The moment I felt the baby’s body temperature after giving birth, which was difficult, I cried at the thought that it was God’s blessing.

“My daughter is so pretty! Wahahahaha!”

“Careful, darling. Then I will fall.”

In the blinding sunlight, the happy laughter of her beloved husband, her little daughter on her shoulder, echoed over the green park.

“Ahh! Whoops! Article… Good! I love you so much!! Oh! Under… What’s good about a stuffy kid like Hajal? I can do better! Hyaaaaa!!!”

“Whoa… If you give birth to a son, I’ll do anything you want! Whoa!! Give birth to a son!”

My heart is about to be tied to the situation where I have no choice but to watch helplessly the intense sex with my roommate in the couple’s bedroom.

“Please… Don’t go baby, I’ll do better! Please don’t abandon me, for the sake of my daughter please…”

“Sorry, I am Korean. I can’t live in Türkiye anymore because I’m choked by Islamic law.”

“No! Babe!! Myungsik Ceeeee!!!”

Tears poured down endlessly at the back of Han Myeong-sik, who calmly shook off her eagerly clinging hand and walked away.

Hehe… Whoa! Sobbing! Ugh…”

Hazal couldn’t get up right away because of how sadly she cried in her dream.

“Why do you have such a dream…”

The memory of drinking a bottle of beer for the first time in my life came to mind while having a good time with Myeong-sik Han who came to my house yesterday, getting drunk with the atmosphere.

“When did you fall asleep… ?”

She opened the door cautiously and looked out into the living room, completely unable to remember how she had undressed and made her way to her bed.

“Uh… ?”

Hajal’s heart sank as she couldn’t see the traces of her laughing and talking over the food and drinks she had delivered, as well as the expression of her Han Myeong-sik, who was supposed to be sleeping on her sofa.

“No way…”

While trying to excuse herself for her dreams, she tries to look into her roommate’s room just in case.

“Are you awake?”

“Ah… As… Name…”

“What are you so surprised about?”

“Ah… No… , But what is that?”

“I bought something for breakfast, ekmek, cucumber, tomato, etc.”

‘Ekmek’ is a common noun for bread in the Turkic language, and each region is characterized by eating different types of bread.

“I’m sorry if a guest does this.”

“If you’re sorry, hurry up and wash up and make me breakfast.”

“Yea, I got it.”

She was so happy that it was a different reality from her dreams, and she didn’t even know she was wearing underwear. As soon as she went into the bathroom, she almost screamed.

“Isn’t it only possible to show your inner skin to the man you promised to marry?”

“I don’t know!”

Hehebody is amazing.”

“One more talk about your body and I’ll kick you out!”

“Eat faster than that, I’ll be late for work.”

“Enough time, faster than usual.”

“Why isn’t he waking up?”

“I know… , You wake up early like me these days.”

It’s only natural that he passed out at dawn after broadcasting live porn all night, so he couldn’t wake up.

“Hasal.”

“Huh?”

“Can I stay here while I travel to Turkey?”

“No.”

“Also…”

“Last night is an exception, and since we only have two rooms, we can’t keep guests in the living room.”

“I slept in the living room yesterday, so it was fine. I’ll pay for the room and board.”

“I can’t even have a room.”

If something happens to your roommate like it happened in a dream after you let them stay, what other terrible ending could there be?

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It seemed like a precognitive dream, so Hajal was careful and careful not to cross her line. However, she couldn’t stop her feelings for Han Myeong-sik from deepening, just like her appearance, which changed every morning.

“Finally Friday!”

“What is Friday night?”

“Fiery Friday!”

“Ah… Are you playing all night?”

“That’s right, let’s have fun until tomorrow Saturday and rest well on Sunday.”

“There are few places where you can hang out all night except for the clubs that are frequented by tourists.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, the lights go out after twelve o’clock.”

“Is it because of the Islamic law?”

“What… We are used to it.”

“How do you live because you’re frustrated?”

When she remembered the scene in her dream in which she left, saying that Islam was suffocating her and leaving her, Hazal’s heart ached.

“It’s not stuffy, you’ll find it nice because it’s quiet.”

“How long will that take?”

“That… Yeah…”

“It’s useless if you have to live for a few years to get used to it, right?”

She didn’t know what to persuade, and Hazal felt like her insides were burning.

“However…”

“Huh?”

“How long are you going to be in Turkiye?”

“I don’t know.”

“I don’t know?”

“Yeah, I haven’t decided.”

“Can you stay up to ninety days without a visa?”

“It will.”

“When did you enter the country?”

On the day of her arrival, she invited two volleyball players to play all night, and the following Sunday, she met Hazal and her roommate, so it’s been exactly a week.

“Last Saturday.”

“I see…”

In the week since they met, Hajal was a little taken aback by the fact that she had never been close to a strange man. Isn’t he even a non-Muslim Korean man?

“Should we go to a club where a lot of tourists go?”

“That… Well…”

“What’s wrong with your expression, where does it hurt?”

“Ah… No, it’s okay.”

She only took one step closer, but the scent of Han Myeong-sik’s fragrant flesh rushed in and made Hajal dizzy.

“If it sounds awkward, let’s go hang out with a couple of roommates.”

“I don’t have clothes to wear, let’s go somewhere else to play.”

“I can buy clothes.”

“Uh? Oh my… !”

Hajal was dragged helplessly as her face heated up and her heart thumped at the action of grabbing her wrists and striding along.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump

I can’t get my head around the music so loud that I can’t hear the person next to me and the flashing lights.

“Did I say I was sexy?”

“What?”

“Haha, you’re sexy!”

“…”

Hajal, who had never worn tight clothes that showed off her body, let alone a club, felt like she was dreaming of a compliment she had never heard before.

“You two look so good together!”
“Hajal-ssi is really sexy!”

I was obsessed with the charm of the Korean man right in front of me, so I couldn’t hear the compliments from the roommate couple.

“You dance well.”

“What?”

“Myungsik, you dance well!”

“There is nothing I cannot do!”

Not only did she dance well, but how well she sang at the 2nd karaoke (karaoke),

“Myungsik seems to have nothing you can’t really do. What on earth is your true identity?”

At the bar where the couples were seated separately, Hajal smiled with a pretty face that had slightly lifted her spirits.

“Unemployed.”

“What is unemployed?”

“Unemployed person.”

“Cook! You are a travel nutuber.”

“I don’t even have a channel yet, so what is a nertuber?”

“When are you opening the channel?”

Even at this moment, I was broadcasting live with an action camera, so I needed an appropriate excuse.

“It’s still hard because my editing skills aren’t great.”

“When do you edit?”

“Before I meet you… , If it bothers you, throw it away.”

The light reply made me feel more comfortable, and Hajal’s vigilance, which he had kept firmly until now, was gradually released.

“I’m so envious of traveling abroad as leisurely as you.”

“Who says you’re relaxed?”

“No?”

“Hmm… I am trying to make it look that way.”

“I didn’t stop by for a vacation, but long-term travelers like you are of course unemployed or unemployed, so I feel relaxed.”

“That’s right, is the job hard?”

“It’s not hard because I got used to it.”

“Then are you bored?”

“Eww… Yes, I said I didn’t have any complaints, but the truth is that life without change is really frustrating… Boring.”

Is it possible for a 23-year-old woman living in the era of globalization in the 21st century to live a life bound by religious laws?

“Didn’t I stain the Turkiye woman who was living peacefully and prosperously with something bad?”

“Huh, that’s right, it’s because of you, so take responsibility.”

“How will I take responsibility?”

“I don’t know…”

“Suddenly?”

“Whoa… I don’t know.”

Not because of her drunkenness, but because of her frustration, Hazal knelt down on her table and sighed.

“Is it because of financial problems?”

“I don’t want to talk about that…”

“How about it, let her cool off with the feeling of throwing it in the trash.”

I didn’t want to ruin the fun and exciting moments I was having with a nice Korean guy, but Myungsik Han’s suggestion was too sweet.

“My hometown is difficult, so I send money every month…”

“Not enough?”

“I say I love you, but there is a limit.”

“Are your parents farming?”

“Yeah, but just paying for my younger brother’s tuition is too much for me.”

“How old is your brother?”

“You are graduating from high school this year, so you must be sending your son to college.”

It was a typical situation and already known, so Han Myeong-shik lightly laughed it off.

“It will be solved if I marry a rich man.”

“It’s not easy to say it’s someone else’s business.”

“Ah… I’m sorry, I apologize if I offended you.”

“I don’t feel bad, there are more people living in more difficult situations than me or my family.”

It sounds easy to think this way, but it’s much easier to get under the weight of reality and blame others.

“So you learned to live a frugal life?”

“What does thrift mean?”

“It means being diligent and saving money.”

“Not quite like that…”

“I know everything when I see plain underwear.”

“Cow… Underwear… , You said you would kill me for talking about it?”

At the same time, Hajal, who grabbed Han Myeong-sik’s hand, was startled and quickly corrected his posture.

“If there are no financial problems, would you consider dating a man?”

“Do you think I stop dating men because of financial problems?”

“No?”

“Not necessarily…”

I didn’t want to bring up in front of Myeong-sik Han the complex about not being attractive to men like her roommate.

“Anyway, if there are no financial problems, are you thinking of dating a man?”

“Yeah…”

“Would you go out with me?”

“What?”

“Since we’ve met for a week, you don’t know what kind of guy Myeong-shik Han is.”

“…”

“Do you need more time?”

“No…”

“You say I’m cool, do you want to date me?”

It would be a lie if he said he didn’t want it, but it was an incredible offer, so Hazal confirmed it again.

“Do you really want to date me?”

“Where do you go to Turkey to meet a beautiful woman who is fluent in Korean like you?”

She thought she’d be there, but she insisted on herself that she shouldn’t back down here.

“I’ll ask you one thing, tell me honestly.”

“Huh.”

“Are you going to date only while traveling in Turkey?”

“In that case, I would say that a woman named Hajal is dating well.”

“Then… ?”

“I can’t do anything if I fall in love with you, you said you didn’t decide how long you would be in the first place.”

“…”

Han Myeong-sik lightly relieves the question of why she can’t speak when her words of dating go up to her throat.

“However, since her stay is limited to ninety days, she has to leave and return to Korea or elsewhere.”

“Of course, what I’m curious about is…”

“I know what you’re curious about, are you worried about breaking up when you leave after meeting only when you’re in Turkiye?”

“Eww… Huh.”

“I don’t think it makes sense to start dating while worrying about breaking up, but since we both come from different nationalities, it might be better to make a promise.”

“…”

She prayed and prayed to God over and over again, mentioning that she had been diligently keeping her laws and living her life.

“If I truly date and fall in love, I will not leave you alone.”

“Ah… Whoa… !”

Praying that the overflowing foolish tears would be overcome by drinking, Hajal jumped up from her seat and kissed a man for the first time in her life.

(Continued on next chapter 304)

Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

One day, God bestowed grace upon me, who had nothing and nothing to boast about. Is the ability to manipulate space a blessing or a curse? know what! I will make your delusion a reality!

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