(Still Revised) Grandfather's Green Lake

Humaira

"Fifth gate is located in the private pool owned by papa, later there will be made several places of antiques, and a house of memory three floors."

"The first floor is for guests who will store their memories, the first floor of the plan will be made very spacious in order to receive some of the memorable objects of the guests who visit."

"The second floor plans his introduction of painting and portrait art, while the third floor is a private place devoted not to visiting guests."

The entire area of the private pool owned by papa will be on the fence with a high, so that the ignorant people do not enter our yard, because the distance is not too far from the gate of our house.

From the gazebo in the middle of the pond, will be made a long way until the lake next to the first gate, next to the first gate will be made the fifth gate.

Along that road, we need your bright ideas, your own private lake, papa's, it will be given a protective fence and special roses near the pool will be made a greenhouse roofed by the sun, so as not to be damaged by ignorant guests."

"Do you understand?"

"Sure, thank you uncle. Now I know what uncle means. We all just need to add an idea from the main idea."

Arnel soon finishes his meal, and ends his conversation with them. He immediately headed to the room again, he still felt tired because of the afternoon exercise with Aira earlier.

He lay down on the bed, facing the ceiling of the room with a few bright thoughts, slowly the mind began to dim, his eyes began to fade and he finally fell asleep.

Aira was still surprised by Arnel's reply, she sat on the porch holding a book with a glass of warm mineral water.

What's wrong with my husband? why would he want to make his private place a public visit?

Aira was still daydreaming with her thoughts, making Humaira revile her who had just seen her.

Cilubbas... Humaira surprised Aira.

"You, just ngagetin!" aira was surprised.

"Mama, even daydreaming. What the hell was ma? papa aja in the room kok again sleep, why also thought. Go to the room later to see you."

"This girl, anyone who thinks papa, mama just want to relax anyway." replied Aira while pinching her daughter's arm slowly.

Humaira sat beside her mama's chair, starting to tell her about school and the new kid. When hearing the name of the new child made Aira surprised.

"In my class there are new students, they have two brothers named Alex Admaja and Oxcellya Admaja" Humaira said.

Admaja Family? or just coincidentally the same name?

"Where are they moving?" ask Aira.

"From abroad ma, they just came home. But they are very arrogant and haughty."

What are Yuhen's children? they have also recently moved from abroad.

"But calm ma, this mama's daughter is a good and smart boy at school, they won't be able to sculpt me, they won't brag to me" Humaira said haughtily.

Humaira also returned to watch with Bi Mona and bi Susi in the middle room, while Agung and Grandpa Ari were busy playing chess.

Inside the room, Ronald is busy video calling with his mom and dad, then from the new girlfriend he got from a meeting a few days ago.

Handsome people do sell well, that's the picture that suits him. But all this time he was just playing around and likes to change women like clothes.

An hour later, watching Aira begin to feel sleepy, he walked with shaky steps while yawning into his room, he passed and hit Ronald. He was shocked and opened his eyes wide, then berated Ronald.

Ronald frowned, his friend's sister was always angry and berating him at all times, still holding a grudge against him, even though he had tried his best in front of the teenage girl.

"Use your eyes! if you look around, don't bump into people!"

Who hit who? isn't he the one who hit me? how angry at me anyway! mending I just give up, the more bother his business.

"Sorry, brother was in a hurry" replied Ronald is still sweet.

"Many reasons, get out there! humaira said as she pushed Ronald's body.

This is a girl like I should teach her a lesson once in a while, great looks are not there, let me see how she reacts.

Ronald held Humaira's hand that pushed her chest, he continued to hold and pull her, he pressed Humaira's body against the wall, then put Humaira's hands up.

I want to see how you react, little girl.

He drew his body closer to Humaira, until he heard the heartbeat of Aira so fast, his breath so hunting, it seemed like the teenage girl was frightened or anxious at least.

God, what does this brash stranger want, what does he want to do? don't let him rape me? I don't want to! what am I supposed to do? am I screaming for help now? but is it possible that people will believe? when he pulled my shirt, I screamed, he thought.

Seeing Humaira's reaction like that, Ronald got more aggressive, brought his lips closer to Humaira's and gushed them slowly a few times. Then he whispered.

"Don't touch me next time, if you still touch me, let alone push me like this, I'll do more than this."

"Perhaps, I'll bite your lips against me" she said, releasing Humaira's hand and stroking Humaira's lips with her fingers.

Soft and sexy are also the lips of this little girl, if not my friend's sister! I've kissed her lips that curry favor with me every time I meet her.

Humaira ran as fast as she could, entering the room after her hand was released by Ronald. He locked the door tightly, his heart pounding in fear.

He headed to the bathroom, washed his lips, brushed his teeth and washed his face, he touched his lips, he felt his, he was so angry and disgusted that his lips were held by the man he hated so much from childhood.

He berated Ronald in his heart, he immediately went to his bed, hiding covered his entire body with a blanket while cursing Ronald with a swearing.

Ronald sees Humaira running quickly into the room making him chuckle, he chuckles while walking down the stairs looking for Agung and Grandpa Ari who play chess on the terrace or back garden, usually.

Hehehehe.. funny is really funny, the next time little girl if you are still fierce, I give you a more funny lesson again, funny face until so hard, he was sweating. Inner Ronald.