Destiny Love Nirmala

Kangen

Father is the first love for his daughter. Unconditional pure love. Love that defeats the beauty of the world. But not for a Nirmala. From childhood, he never felt the affection of a father. He who is always treated harshly, he who always gets insults and hurtful words. To be an outlet for the weak soul that cannot accept the divine destiny of the Creator.

"Sick Pa.." whined Nirmala because Arman repeatedly slapped her face. The feeling of the man with glasses was not the slightest bit stirred, although Nirmala repeatedly complained of pain.

"Enough!" Bara holds Arman's arm from hurting Nirmala. "If Om dares to hit Nirmala again .. don't blame me, if tomorrow Om is picked up by the police!" threaten Bara to Arman. A man who would commit physical violence on his own biological child.

Arman pulls the collar of Bara's shirt. "Loe dare to be with me, rancid boy? Loe 'doesn't know who I am! I can make your legs deformed for life!"

Nirmala pulls the father's arm. "Pa. is already Pa. Lepasin temen Nirmala's... Papa don't hurt memen Nirmala. Nirmala's wrong, Pa...."

Arman loosened his grip and pushed Bara's body. "Go there, you son of a bitch! Once again you dare to appear in front of me. I'll 'not hesitate to matahin loe's feet!"

The man, now 55, pulled Nirmala's arm. He dragged his daughter into the house. Nirmala limped because she had to equate her steps with Arman's.

"Pa.. Pa's pain," complained Nirmala because Arman gripped the wrist firmly. Arman seemed to pay attention to the sense of hearing by continuing to drag Nirmala. Not knowing what made the middle-aged man so furious. But for sure, Nirmala's fate is now in the hands of her father.

"Get in!!" Arman threw Nirmala's body into the room and then closed the door and locked it from the outside. "Loe I'm legal until tomorrow morning. No drinking or eating!" yell Arman. The teary-eyed man quickly moved from the front of Nirmala's room, because he did not want to hear the whining or crying of his daughter.

"Pa.. open the door, Pa! If Nirmala is wrong, Nirmala apologizes." The brown hooded girl banged on the door of her room from inside. However, it was in vain because Arman had already left. "Pa.. sorry Nirmala, listen to Nirmala's explanation first!" he cried out hoping that his father would listen, but he did not get an answer or a reply.

Nirmala's body is in full swing. He sat languidly on the floor with his back against the door leaf. The girl was still trying to knock on the door loudly while shouting out loud. Until he was no longer able to move his hands due to fatigue and weakened body condition. It did not feel both eyes just clenched, until it sounded faint-dyed azan voice.

Nirmala blinked her eyes and looked around the pitch-black room. "What time is this? I could have fallen asleep."

Nirmala pulled her body from the floor and fumbled through the walls of the room looking for a light switch. He pressed the on button and the dark room now turned bright. Nirmala looked towards the alarm clock stored on the nightstand. "Astagfirullahal'adzim."

Nirmala pulled her weak body towards the bathroom in the room. He took the wudu to as soon as possible fulfill his call. Implement prayer isya continued prayer magrib at one time.

After the prayer, the round-eyed girl intends to return to the contest. But there was a sound of rumbling coming from inside his stomach. "I'm hungry.just remember that today was just eating fried rice this morning."

Nirmala inched towards the table, goods times stored food scraps. However, he did not find anything there. "Huh. If this is the way, I'd better get some sleep, let the hunger go."

The brown girl walked over to the bed. But his ears caught a suspicious sound from the direction of the balcony. Like the sound of someone jumping. "Who's there?"

Nirmala settles while putting up the horses. Looking at the shadow from behind the curtain, the girl ventured to ask once more. "Who's on the balcony?"

"It's me, Bara!" the young man replied slowly. Nirmala opened the curtains, Bara smirked sweetly at him while revealing a package.

"What?" asked Nirmala without a sound. Bara answered Nirmala's question by opening the door.

Nirmala mangosteen sign understand. And sure enough, not long from there he pulled the doorknob and went out of the room to meet the young man. "What's wrong, why are you so desperate to go up to my room? If Papa finds out, you'll be doomed!"

Nirmala grabbed the parcel Bara was proposing. "But why do you know I'm starving again? And why do you know, this is my room?"

Smiling mysteriously. "I've been a fan of your secrets for a long time, Nirmala. So this rich thing, it's easy for me."

Nirmala sighed, "Whatever it is. I really thank you. May Allah repay all your kindness, Bara."

"Aamiin.." replied the young man named Bara Biantara.

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"Come beb .. one month ago we did not meet. I want tonight to spend time with you" said a young man to a very missed lover. Since his move from the Cahaya Bangsa campus, he had difficulty meeting the girl pujaan.

"Gue for you, Boy! I want to go home!" reject Nala because she already has an appointment with Sakti.

Boy pushes Nala's body into the back of the car seat and restrains it while looking inside. "Gue kangen is so much loe. I miss loe's sweet lips, Nal."

The man who was being overwhelmed with lust, grabbed the sweet lips of the lover and melumatt wildly. Rejecting at the beginning, but enjoying at the end, Nala welcomed every pageant and fondling and then replied no less fierce.

"You're getting better, beb. Who is teaching?" Boy's gaze increased because his passion was crawling. "A month without seeing you, you're getting better." Boy bit Nala's lips with his hands exploring every curve of her lover's body.

Nala moaned, making Boy even more dare to play with his body. Touching the sensitive spots that make him bristle is also cornered.

"Stop it!" nala jolt because Boy's hand has moved very far. "Don't go there. It's a forbidden area" said spoiled Nala.

Boy grunts disappointed. "Ah loe suck, Nal! We've been dating for three years, greppe-greppe time to go there 'can't!"

Nala leaned her head over her lover's shoulder while swaying spoiled. "Sorry.. I'm ready the bells, Boy! I'm still scared."

"Fear what the hell, loe. Afraid bunting?" sentak Boy was upset because of Nala's rejection with a hanging sentence. "Look, we can use security!" added Boy pulled his girlfriend's chin and returned to fondle.

Nala rolls her eyeballs looking for the right answer. "Well, I'm not ready right now, boy! Please don't force me!"

Boy pushed Nala's head over her shoulder and started the car engine. "No fun, Nal! My boss has been dating this model for a long time, 'not much different from the rich Macarin High School boy!"

The young man who was disappointed, drove his vehicle at maximum speed. To vent the vexation of desire that cannot be channeled. "You want me to break up this spoiled chick, but baby I haven't got anything. Loss, right? As for him, I've had a lot of money."

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