BUNCHES

CHAPTER 84

Instead of pitying hearing the groan, Rio was getting excited and getting stronger and more forcefully stomping his lower body in and out.

This time the shadow on his head turned to the girl who saved Zaha, the woman's movements repeated over and over in his head. Suddenly the previous grin of anger turned into a lustful grin. Regardless of what the face behind the mask looks like, but the ability and agility of fighting the woman makes Rio's lust become increasingly peaked.

"Ahhhkk ahhkkkk..."

As a result Rio increasingly fiercely jerking the lower part of his body in and out of the pleasure hole of his beloved opponent, making the woman can no longer do anything and can only resignedly accept all the harsh treatment of her beloved opponent.

"Aaahhhhhhhkkkkkkkkk.."

Crooottt crooottt croootttt

Both eyes of Rio until closed to feel the sensation of pleasure from the peak of romance. What was in his memory, was the masked woman he had fought with earlier. It was as if he was ejaculating in the masked woman's body and the pleasure he got became many times more than he had ever felt.

Unknowingly, there was a small smile plastered on his face.

"I'll kill you later and I'll get the masked girl in return." Rio muttered with his evil smile.

Then, He rose from above the smooth body that was already lying weakly helpless beneath it.

The woman who became her lover turned out to have fainted because she could no longer serve the great lust of Rio who was like the possessed person.

"Weak." Rio muttered while spitting on the face of the woman who was unable to serve his great lust. But an evil smile re-emerged from his face, an evil smile full of obsession to get a mysterious masked woman who can compensate him in the fight. Not yet He had imagined being able to make love with the mysterious girl, it would definitely be much more delicious, Rio thought.

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In the room of one of the villas on the outskirts of the Capital, Anna, who was still curious and wanted to ascertain the truth about who Zaha really was, again ventured to meet Zaha in person. As soon as he saw Hera go out of the Villa, Doctor Anna settles into Zaha's room. Hera a.k.a Angel did not give special care to Anna, probably because he thought Anna could not do anything at that time, so only put one believer to guard outside the house.

Anna's steps looked slow and hesitant, her heart as if pounding as her footsteps drew closer to the door of the room where Zaha was resting.

Clique

Even his hands slightly shook when he opened the doorknob of the room. As soon as he saw Zaha lying quietly on the bed, his heart was pounding even more.

Repeatedly his logic tries to deny that the teenager who is seen lying quietly is his 'Zaha. Many times his logic and feelings seemed to think otherwise, the same feeling was just present as his steps drew closer to Zaha. A similar feeling, when they were together. Even the vibration of the feeling was still the same, the feeling of love and longing, even though the physical in front of him was no longer the Zaha he had ever known.

Doctor Anna sat down slowly on the small sofa next to the bed, the same sofa that Hera had been sitting on before.

Once again, Anna tried to stare fixedly at the face of the teenage Zaha. He tried to find a logical reason to refute that skinny teenager is not his 'Zaha.

"Then, what happened to his expression at that time ? The way they talk is the same, the way they walk is the same."

"No! maybe it's just a manifestation of my feelings that misses her too much."

Bathin Anna seemed to contradict each other and intersect. On the one hand, the logical side denies that the teenager lying in front of him is his 'Zaha. On the other hand, his feelings can not deny at all and can feel if the man who is lying in front of him is his 'Zaha' first.

Anna's hand moved slowly grasping Zaha's right hand.

Cesssss

Bathin Anna seemed to flinch, like there was a flow of electricity flowing through the grasp of their hands. Anna's lips blurted out, "Za..."

Whether a deliberate or not, the feeling that was originally doubtful now strengthened and said as if the person who was holding his hand was his 'Zaha. His chest was as tight as it was, a drop of tears just came out of his eye pelukan.

The soft touch seemed to flow through Zaha's hand that was being held by Anna.

Sreeekk.

Zaha's fingers began to move making Anna both surprised and delighted.

"Za, wake up baby.." Anna said softly with happy tears that involuntarily flowed more and more profusely welcoming her 'Zaha' consciousness. Now he was so sure that the teenager was his 'Zaha', who somehow could be reborn through the teenage figure in front of him.

Zaha's body began to move slowly and restlessly which signified his consciousness starting to rise.

"Za, are you conscious ?" Doctor Anna said with a feeling of happiness.

"Hmmn..." Zaha groaned slightly slowly then slowly opened his two eyelids. And the first thing he saw was the face of Doctor Anna who was looking at him with a deep love and longing.

After Zaha was fully aware, he looked in wonder and slightly inched to the side once he realized that Doctor Anna was staring so close to his face.

"An-you who ?" Zaha asked with a face of confusion like a surprised person.

Deg

"Z-Za, do-you don't remember me ?" Ask Doctor Anna in shock.