Between Me, You, And That Baby
Ep. 30
The same goes for Edgar – geez my ears to buzz due to his act of expressing love in various languages during the day.
Before he actually turned the Abhimanyu residence into the headquarters of the United Nations with his multilingual rant – I was even lazy to ask where he learned the various languages from, I dropped my word.
I forced her to work at her father's Jewel Enterprise. All that to make Aqilla free from the fish and monkeys. Damn, that woman doesn't even thank me for my efforts.
Speaking of Aqilla, it just reminds me that there's still a couple of those demons that I can't get rid of, as long as I haven't managed to snatch that damn tape. Aishh….
The last time I tried to sneak into Aqilla's room to get the footage, I was caught by the occupants. I cannot describe the sadism of Aqilla which involves throwing a row of shoes collection given by Kak Arion – which is mostly a high heel group.
Damn, he even combined it with a collection of Edric tapes, as well as some unidentified collection that seemed to give monkeys and fish. Everything, those things, miraculously landed smoothly on my head. Shit, I feel like I'm back in time, a time when Edric still likes to throw me the remote.
Be ill…
Sneaking into Edric's room was much worse. When I opened the room, I knew the bomb in the form of a dirty diaper hit my face.
Yeakkk, disgusting. I was even more upset when I found a message attached to the wall of his room, which was close to the entrance. The writing is like this,
Don't try to find him, brother.
I'm a school, but my room's been set in a trap…
Enjoy the shit Seva, brother.
Muachh…
- Edric is smart and handsome -
Arghhh, what a terrible couple. I hate them so much.
This morning, as usual the calmness of my room was again disturbed by them. Like the days before the waiter came in with his udel to my room to wash the belongings of the stowaway.
I close my ears under my blanket. Strangely, I heard the footsteps of someone entering the room. But the clattering sounded light, unlike the steps I used to hear when the waiter entered my room.
Usually, the sound of the servant shoes always sounded a bit loud from this, when it came into contact with the floor. Curious as a result I peeked out from under my blanket. Oh my, this is my lucky day…
“If you are thinking of ambushing me uncle, then you will find this pessing laundry drifting into your face”
I opened the bathroom door wider with an annoyed grunt expression,
“How did you know that I was sneaking around???” I leaned my body against the door in a relaxed manner.
“Because I can smell you” Eh right. I sniffed my ketek parts.
“My body doesn't smell kok”
“With the expensive perfume you wear certainly will not smell body. Basic silly” teasing.
“But you smell perverted”
I just found out that pervert can be detected by the sense of smell, “Wah means the monkey smells so dong. He's the king of bokep”
“You both smell bad”
I pursed my lips as a form of annoyance. I've never been mocked in this whole time. Most women would rather praise me or more just sigh at my touch.
But this woman in front of me doesn't even respond every time I try to seduce her. As if my kiss, my touch did not arouse his passion. Just look, I'll find a way to ignite you my little pumpkin…
“Yes already, I want to continue my dream. Dah”
“Uncle..”
“Hmm..”
“Don't dream that slobbery well..” I glared annoyed because of his ridicule. I will dream about you babe, in full naked state..😈😈😈
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