Bojomu My spirit

So the dream guy

"Arya, my gosh, I'm gonna faint look at you here, gilaaaaaa!"

"Arya the cassanova, dip it in here, gileeeeee, she's really here, mennn!"

Arya clucked, if only her father hadn't brought her here and she could have refused, of course she wouldn't have met two fucking assholes who knew so much about football until they were entitled to be called that.

Complete already, two of his naughty friends who have not stopped, still do what they like, and here of course free, no one will talk about them or take them with a tour of the village.

"When do you get married, huh?" ask Juna.

"Ck, think what lo, Jun. He has been married everywhere since then, his marriage is thick, his children are the first of all, the girl is different, ahahahahahahah." said Rian.

Arya just brushed off the hands of his two friends who were presumptuous and nosy, could-can meet directly want to touch his golden weapon, where it had been almost a month he had off piercing his diamond hole, so much so, the giddiness has not spouted at all.

"Yes, don't come along, huh?"

"Where?" sahut Arya while looking at the new phone, even he changed the number as well, the old number he turned off.

"Duh, I forgot or how you, yeah. Astogeeee, yes obviously to club dong, girls rent keeps dyed, Yes!" Rian pat Arya's arm.

"Lo, I'm not!"

"Cockfighting!" Juna laughed so hard that he would roll on the streets. "This one shucks with a nolak, ciuh!"

"Ahahahaah, you sure, yes?" Rian approached, wanting him to worship if Arya really stopped.

Arya nodded, "Gue's here to learn, bego!"

"Yes learn while rocking, Yes!"

Plaque!

Arya did not want to hear the ravings of her two unlucky friends, but anyway she would meet these two people, only those she knew here, would be lonely if she had to be alone, she said, while he gets used to being with friends and the crowd.

A jerk?

Arya shook her head, threw away and cast away the shadow of the rooster girl who managed to make her heart pound feel guilty, for what reason, no matter what, ajeng's strange behavior is actually more interesting than the rented woman and the beautiful passing in front of him, although they can Arya jolt and shake until satisfied whenever she wants, even though she can, ajeng's punch as if he continued to feel.

'You're a demit what model?' Ajuka.

Arya smiled her smile, all this time the women just agreed to her door, even if they refused, suddenly did not care and just left. Meanwhile, Ajeng actually approached because he cared.

"Lo sure want to continue your bokap lo business, yes?" Rian hesitated about it, all this time Arya refused, she was like licking her own saliva.

"Seriously me, why?"

"Gue obviously does not believe dong, do you want to marry someone's child huh? He gave you the conditions for work first, really not?" accuse Rian.

"Yes, for the sake of adoring love, you want to. Heh, Yes ... Which girl wants to accept your old weapon, huh? He doesn't know you're naughty, does he?" timpal Juna's.

"Ck, the girl you keep talking about, people turn full of gratitude, even no one believes, your brain is all dirty!" reply Arya.

"Well, that makes you dirty too, we're a team, ahahaha!" Rian and Juna gave a loud laugh.

He knows, he knows everything, about me ...

***

Old friends of Ratih when accompanying her husband learned to explore a business and succeeded to this point, even they often help advice and guarantee this effort can continue to stand until Arya mature.

"Jeng Uwi, yes aampuun, still beautiful this ... continue, who is this?"

"Then forget the same thing that was considered by the child first, this is what Arya likes to play with first, the Ellin, Jeng!"

"Now it's big, where beautiful again, surely Jeng Uwi's upbringing is never wrong. Come on in, Arya is the same papa in the workroom, usually trained tuh the wayward boy begging for mercy!" madam took the two in.

Sweet girl named Ellin who has been with Arya for quite a long time, they are often met until the age of 12 years, she is indeed younger than Arya, but do not be asked about achievement, but do not be asked about achievement, it could be more than Arya.

"Mas Arya," Ellin said as she walked over, she stretched out her hand, smiling sweetly until the ones around her flowered.

"Lo, is it big now?" avenged Arya with an ordinary face, replied to Ellin's brief hand, like no interest.

"Mas Arya will stay here forever right, that means I can play with Mas Arya and go everywhere with Mas Arya, Ellin will know the workers here, it means, it could be your business!" Ellin looked excited.

Arya just nodded, she was lazy of pleasantries, especially to the girl who likes to throw a smile like this, already bored of him.

"Arya, try to take Ellin around tomorrow, get to know your friends, and who knows you can get along with her!" madam Ratih fully supports Arya if she wants.

Arya clucked, "Decks with Ellin?" arya asked, Ratih ma'am and everyone there nodded, including Ellin. "Mam, you know Arya has a girl in the village" added Arya.

All speechless, madam Ratih thought her son had nothing to do with Ajeng since the events by the pool, Ajeng was really angry at Arya and said he did not want to be with Arya anymore, but his son still admits it.

"Woman, does Arya really have a girl?" Ellin couldn't believe it.

"Ellin means Arya-"

"Udah, village boy, not pretty like you, but I like it!" cut Arya.

Looks both hands Ellin clenched, he has long liked Arya, even he did not agree to the invitation of the young man who would marry her just because he was sure Arya would come here, he wanted to come closer and repeat their childhood.

There is no other way, when Arya went outside to the balcony and there was quiet, while the parents were busy fi front, Ellin approached Arya, from behind she immediately hugged Arya, put his chest on the back of the man of his dreams.

Arya turned around, she looked at Ellin sharply, but immediately, without further ado, Ellin tiptoed and attacked Arya's lips, wiping them so expertly that she felt Arya was replying to all that.

His faint smile rose, he looked at Arya's very close face, setting his hunting breath.

"I know, Mas Arya will not refuse this!" sia sure.

Arya sugar her hair back, hot.

***

Fuuuu, fuuuu, fuuuuu....

Omamama: What's BuCil doing here?

Pussy: Cold, so make a campfire.

Omamama: lah, make the arya hot!

Shirt: Undress when it's hot!

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