Abstractal Nature: Diaries

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Marcel continued to kiss Jihan with his hands touching her cheeks. He cruises Jihan's hair from the sideburns to feel there is a smooth between the fingers. Marcel put his hands together, he hid them behind Jihan's long hair.

"Hhh. hhh.. Aaagh..!" puffing Marcel, there is a squeeze in one p*yudanya, the massage is present along the caress on Jihan's cheek earlier.

"Why, Beb?"

"Side, Honey."

Jehan smiled, how happy to hear the name from the beautiful, his hand was left there, on a chewy mound that was more "feel" than his.

Then Jihan attaches her body as much as possible to Marcel's body, revealing with an action that seems to want to unite the body with the friend.

Unexpectedly, Jihan got a tighter hold.

Both are at the same time. I don't know what they feel when they hug and hold each other. Maybe a kisser's body language that wants to keep sticking around, bulk up.

During the day in front of the level building fence, Jihan and Marcel arrive. A man with a PDL security guard came out of his post. The two best friends come in with a matic motorcycle that Marcel drives, Jihan immediately goes down stopping their chatter about Nina.

In front of the security guard..

"Assalamualaikum, sir."

"Malaysalam, Neng. What is it, please ask. Mr. poultice here."

"Ehh, gini. We're looking for a temen house. Address number one a, this way. We saw the fence, there's a destination number."

"Ouh so want to see Adek Tuan?"

"Yes Sir. Sanin's name, sir," Jihan nodded.

"Adek Tuan is. Please. Bring the bike here, in the dalem aja Neng parking lot."

Jihan opened her head to Marcel who was waiting.

Marcel led his matic into the garage yard opened by security guards. He lowered the standard iron motor next to the host's matic.

"Adek Tuan asked me to take this Neng-neng to the stairs. Please go through it."

In this large room, the two were told to go up the stairs. Jihan and Marcel soon left the father. And from the stairs, there was dance music.

"He's here."

"Yes. It's a dugem song, Beb."

Jihan continued following Marcel up the stairs after the two discussed for a while.

In the middle of the road, a 24-year-old girl came down the stairs, and she immediately looked out with them.

"Sister! Brother Jihan. Kiraen is still down. Come on up, Sisters."

The negligent girl turned around, taking Jihan and Marcel.

"Njir, you're sexy Nis if you're in basetime," commented Jihan.

"Combined leave, brother. Sante gini delicious cook-cook, try the recipe mbak Canteen."

"Lo kayak catches you as a guest of the country" said Marcel. "When the bed of magrib belom cetar, Nis."

"Tau aja's. I sometimes ask Mr. Yuswar to mesen online if Nina asks."

They got upstairs. The music had been extinguished, on the altar of the dance machine Nina was also wiping her face.

Finished shutting down the game, Nina approached Jihan and Marcel who were still at the mouth of the stairs.

"I'm staying first huh? You have to try our Canteen."

Nisa aka jeans left her guests in this ac room. She looked like an older sister when she was next door to Nina, her late employer, a high schooler.

Nina's still scrambling the plate in front of her guests. "Two barbarians plus anti-dissolution. I was wrong, right?"

"Son, Bonin. Just let the compass be with Snail's son. We want to take the lab."

"Ha, what's the lab?"

"Lab filming, Bonin. The studio. Lo kayak loose stray confused gini. We need info on the director's sounder. The command has to do with Nin, with Kencana. We didn't want to visit your house."

"Lo positive jago drama queen. That's why we're here for the sounder course. Learn to be a director."

"Can. But mbak Asma council's killer. Enik who has the skill, he (Asma) who is raging ntar."

"He Sanin's. We're a bit of Aas" said Marcel. "Not yet to be baled, killer so he's also busy, still writing the script opeje times."

"Not yet baled?"

"Wait for balesan. We start the lessons and the sounder material, Nin," Jihan persuaded.

". . ?"

"Yes. We begin. Here or where is the class?"

Nina was still staring fully inquiringly at Jihan. The confused raut mixed into one in the face of this Master Adek. As an intel library, Nina felt like she was being pranked.

"Come on, degulin."

Yuckin..!

Jihan leaves Nina a thug on Ultimate Earth. He's headed for a fridge whose closet looks a bit like a shop-coin. Jihan did not care that Nina was confused looking at him.

"Sir, mending we wait for the compass."

"Lo wait for me to modar, thirsty.."

After getting a drink, Jihan and Marcel invited Nina to the roof of the house. There Nina explains the effect of the sacred word: KUN (be it).

"Ha, can't you say it here?" ask Jihan.

"Please try. This is the main protocol that is said mbak Een fit nyiptain Server in the Panti room, where all the meeting board."

"Gue try yes. Bismillah.."

Sllpg!

Jihan was about to say a sounder word, suddenly her lips were instantly dipped in a net-cotton. When the clot he released, the object in his hand Jihan observed.

"Njir dapet mask free. It's like cotton fiber, a rubber that dries quickly. Is that Tom Holland here?"

Jihan swept a look at the mostly shackled and multi-storey house tiles. No one was found except the mute buildings around the house. Jihan looked back at the blob in her hand, the net evaporated coldly into the wind.

Whhs..

"Except be. Her Arabic verbal translation is sensitive in basetime. Can mess up the timelines and occupants. He said the apocalypse" explained Nina, the teacher of the illegal pratik course.

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- 😁 seems exciting if they are already in group, so trio cetar

nb:

hi beloved reader, due to my activities in out-net nambah, already have other working hours, so behind this can only update a little.

want up a lot, but not ngeh also if nyepam not clear. It was read again by myself.

As long as there is no advice, criticism, or input from the reader, the novel will not be remake.

Patience, wait up. There is no outline, the frame of the story is still thought to reach 300,000 words.

So the genre of this novel is not a casual job, and surely I will be up as soon as possible every day.

Mending a little more than at once but income is never certain.if the business attracts many readers, the genre "doremon" is not much in demand. Mending is a hobby, relax not deadline.

so please be patient waiting for his up. 300k word is essentially in the frame of the story, must be saturated read the description at once.

. . just reached 63 thousand words in this chapter.

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