ABOUT MATE

1 | KALIMANTAN.

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Milanau, North Kalimantan.

A girl in a cotton army trousers and a black knitting suit coated in black cardingan with a green pasmina covering her head stood before the gates of the infantry battalion with a suitcase in her right hand and a large striped bag on her back.

Some men in striped uniforms who were in the guard provost looked at the interest towards him.

Adiba Humairah Rashid or often called passion, a 23-year-old girl who has just completed her education at one of the famous universities in Indonesia, is making a determination and strengthening her heart.

"Bismillah. I can definitely." Steady words.

Every foot stepped his throat as round as possible! It has been impossible so far to retreat again.

It is better to face the raider battalion commander's rampage that if angry can tear down the building than to have to face the king and queen who good nauzubillah.

Oh come! This is the 20th century not the era of Siti Nurbaya which is still the age of marriage. The good news is that both parents to find a mate for their only daughter without asking first the readiness of the child.

His footsteps stopped right in front of the guard post.

A man in a striped uniform with the rank of pratu blocked his path. How did he know the rank of that man? Seen from the attributes attached to both sleeves of the upper part of the shirt.

"Sorry before, what's the matter with the codim?" Ask.

Mairah read the name tag on the man's chest, Son.

"I'd like to meet Major Inf. Gavin Rashid Handoko." Clearly, smiling kindly.

The son's face looks wondering whether he should convey information or not considering Danyon is meeting in the office.

Knowing the confusion of the soldiers before him Mairah chose to tell his name. "Say Adiba Humairah Rashid wants to meet."

After informing her arrival, the prince asked her to wait and return to the guard provost. Mairah chose to sit on her suitcase, anxiously awaiting the continuation of her life.

There are two options, first he will be kicked back home to Semarang after being lectured all-out or the second he will be left to settle with the punishment of having to attend military training like other soldiers.

And he hopes God doesn't grant both options in his brain.

"Ekhem."

A firm heavy voice greeted his sense of hearing. Mairah is still looking down at a pair of shiny black barrel shoes that can make the toes scream if they get stepped on.

Slowly his head lifted up looking at the pair of arms that were criss-crossed with the pride command staff in his right hand.

"Eh mas Gavin is getting better." Sweepings. His face was innocent.

"Don't listen to you. You want your teeth to fall out." Mairah kicep if you have to deal with Gavin whose carrier makes creeps like a haunted house.

"Ready wrong."

Gavin looks from top to bottom the appearance of his sister who was either hit by a typhoon or a terrible tornado where you can drift to his place of service.

"Well are you here?"

"Ready. From Jakarta to Semarang take a trepel, from Semarang to Kalimantan by plane. Just get off the airport and get on the bus." Clearly exactly the soldier who was reporting to the superior.

Gavin nodded in understanding. Then turned to look at the four men who had been staring at his interest towards his sister.

"What a look!" Fierce impact.

Compact his men back to the ready position.

"Ready, wrong."

Gavin with his stone accent did look terrible. Moreover, his profession which is a soldier and serves as Dayon battalion raider is the value of the plush.

Gavin hints at Mairah to approach using his hand. "Here you are Mai, you know my men." Mairah just stood next to Gavin.

"Know this is my sister Adiba Humairah." Gavin introduces Mairah to his men who are guarding the provost.

"Don't shake your hand. Want to break it's hands!"

Very bad you bang. Indonesians appreciate your possessiveness.

"Ready, wrong."

Pratu putra putra kicep did not dare to further modusin the commander's sister whose sweetness made the purse grimace.

"Known this Pratu Putra, Pratu Wahyu, Prada Eko and Serda Adi." After a brief introduction, Mairah was immediately dragged to the battalion commander's residence. Of course, the journey is not as smooth as you might imagine.

Mairah had to resign to the squat road by carrying her backpack and grazing her super large suitcase.

You can imagine how difficult it is to move.

Give a thunderous applause to the torturer king.

If you ask where is your beloved sister? The answer is that his brother, Gavin Rashid Handoko is motorized beside him while shouting to ask him to walk quickly so as not to miss.

Now Mairah knows why her brother picked her up on a motorcycle instead of a car.

"Mai, slow-spout times you!" if hitting Dayon's head is allowed it's an option he is desperate to do.

Sweet times bang your face until want ta tampol.

The shame is not comparable to aches at the base of his thighs because of the slowness of the squat road. Along the way many soldiers and mothers of Persit were staring interest in his direction. Moreover, there are some small children who laugh and stick out their tongues twitch.complete already their misfortune.

Bang fucking Gavin..

After a long struggle interspersed with the cry of Mr. Dayon finally passion until also at the destination.

It feels like his feet are numb to the crotch of his lawyer squatting from the front of the gate to the official house owned by his brother.

Mairah grimaced at Gavin who immediately went into the house not the slightest pity on his little sister who was lying on her back on the door.

"Beloved I bang the same you." His grunt. His lips pursed out describing his annoyance.

Mairah rose from where she lay stepping foot inside the house.

"Assalamualaik." His greeting gave a greeting before entering the house which was greeted by a beautiful woman with kimar cream covering her head.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. O Allah, you are excited to come down here on deck." Gita Gavin's wife greeted him with a warm embrace.

"Loh bang Gavin didn't tell you I was here?"

Gita looked surprised. "No puny! Mas, you didn't say that passion would come." His protest looked at the husband who was enjoying a cup of coffee and snacks in the living room.

"Mas forgot he was." Answer Gavin casually.

The eyes of passion glared perfectly. Whats! forgets. L.P.A. Adek segedek gini. It was only fitting that from earlier his brother did not go out of the house just to offer him entry.

"Cursed are you the incarnation of the devil." Mean restrained.

Gita looked at him. "What did you say on deck?"

Mairah. "Not saying anything. Wrong time."

"Yes, you went in there, cleaned up first. I'll be ready for her room."

Mairah. His feet stepped closer towards Gavin looking at the snack in the plate. And make a decision immediately.

"Let's not a bang." He said after picking Gavin food and running deeper into his sister's official house.

"The passion is fried banana Brother!!" Shouted Gavin.

The Gita is just a buzz this is how the brothers are in the same area. Not to mention two more personnel, maybe his service house will turn into a jungle he thought.