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The flashback
A month before the accident.
As usual Galaxies came to the Viola apartment only, after returning home from work or even the man was willing to go home early just to nap until staying at the lover's apartment.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Viola who was watching the television, immediately turned to look at the door.
"Who the hell met? Still at 3 pm there is no way the Galaxy is here, he still works at this hour" he murmured asking.
Viola ignored the three beats earlier, and went back to watching his favorite movie. While Galaksi who was tired of waiting for his girlfriend to open the door immediately pressed the pin of his girlfriend's apartment.
"Pantes was not opened, he was as cool as his world," muttered Galaxies slowly walking towards his girlfriend who sat on the fur carpet quietly.
The galaxy took off her suit and put her on the sofa and hugged her boyfriend from behind.
Grep
"YYYYY....
Cups
"Emm."
Viola who was initially startled was now calmed down due to the brief kiss that this man who was hugging him gave.
"By..."
"Hmm, so cool you don't care if I knock on the door hmm?" tanyanya who still hugged her boyfriend's body from behind.
"And you're usually 3 o'clock still at the office, you go home early again?" viola asked holding the hand of his girlfriend who was in his stomach.
"Disease already misses you, so can not stay in the office for long. My thoughts go to you, "he answered honestly.
Well, because yesterday the Galaxy couldn't come to his girlfriend's apartment because of the work that piled up even Viola accompanied the Galaxy through a video call.
"Tok can not meet every day even through VC?"
"Can't treat my kangen, '" he answered, hiding his head in the recess of his girlfriend's neck.
Viola turned to his girlfriend and kissed her forehead, he could smell the fragrance of the perfume that had not faded.
"Yes you've taken a shower, let me cook your favorite food."
"Yank, can you request something?" ask Galaxy.
"What?"
"Can't you?"
"What?"
"Can't you?"
"Well, what can you do, hmm?"
"So anyway you can not refuse," he said with a sweet smile to make Viola diabetic see it.
"It's up to you" he said lazily. If he continues to respond to his girlfriend's words, maybe until tomorrow will also not run out.
The galaxy passed towards Viola's room and took a bath, while Viola passed shutting off the television and passed towards the kitchen.
Being an orphan at the age of 16 years old makes Viola become an independent girl who must be able to anything.
Before long the galaxy came out of the room wearing only a color without a top that made the man's body exposed clearly.
"The habit of not wearing clothes, this is cold by. Pake her shirt," Viola scolded her boyfriend who never wanted to wear clothes when he was with her.
"No way!!"
Viola let what his girlfriend did, even though he knew the Galactic's burly body was cold because the AC was still on.
"Because I miss you" he replied.
"It's not a problem By, but you said the work was stacked. I also know what it's like to work and having a lot of tasks is definitely not good" Viola said, putting the shrimp in a frying pan.
"I'm the boss, it's up to me" replied the Galaxy no matter what job he's thinking about right now is to be able to indulge in his beautiful girlfriend.
10 Minutes passed cooking Viola, he slightly tasted his own cooking and it tasted perfect. The finished cuisine Viola put on the dining table.
The galaxy that saw the red shrimp made him drool, his hands took and peeled the shrimp very deftly.
"By-pelan no one wants to take it," he said with a sweet smile.
"Great son yank, if gini can continue to fat me," he said with a mouth full.
"If you want me to take lunch to By's office," Viola said, feeding the food into her mouth.
"By yank, if you can every day. Later you accompany me to work," he replied with a sweet smile.
The galaxy again ate its food. Viola, who saw her boyfriend eating his homemade dishes, was happy not to play when his cooking was praised by CEO Ryano.
After she finished eating, Viola took care of the dirty dishes with the Galaxy who also wanted to wash her hands.
"Run yank!!" whine the Galaxy as they finish washing the dishes and washing their hands.
"Is it still the afternoon when you want to sleep?" asked Viola innocently.
"I'm tired, baby, I want to fall down and hug you" he said spoiledly.
"Owwhhhh my big baby is tired hmm? Want a massage?" asked Viola and answered a nod by the Galaxy.
The two of them walked towards Viola's room, with the Galaxy continuing to hug Viola from behind.
"His comfort" the galaxy murmured after his body lay on the padded bed.
"Snortled!"
Galaxy according and prone, without being told Viola directly up the back of the Galaxy and began massaging the man's shoulders.
"Good yank!"
"I'm the one who massages" he replied confidently.
Though what is said that the tasty galaxy is his back that passes directly with the unu who is only wrapped in the underwear.
After finishing the massage, Viola descended from the back of the Galaxy and the Galaxy leaned on the headboard.
"Honey hug," spoiled the Galaxy on the Viola in front of him.
Somehow Viola was used to the spoiled attitude of his girlfriend, for him all of it had become his daily food.
Viola hugged the huge Galactic body for him while the man slid his face across Viola's chest.
"The bigger the yank," he said with his hands that had entered the mini Viola dress.
"For you too" he replied with a frown.
"But it's good, I like it. Later I make it let milk out," said the Galaxy who had started looking for the source of his spirit.
That Naughty hand took off the Viola bra hook and lowered the collar of her lover's dress.
And the galaxy began to ask for his request earlier to suckle with pleasure. Viola's hand was used to gently stroke her boyfriend's hair to make him feel good.
Flashback off
"I miss you who are spoiled Gal. Don't you miss the source of your spirit either?" ask Viola inwardly.
Clara who saw her pensive sister-in-law let her maybe Viola was thinking something she thought.
"They look familiar," someone's mind peeked out from behind the room's door.
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