Destiny Love Nirmala

Nightclub

Dusk go, night comes. It has become a circumcision, all alternating on its axis. Each time has its own secrets because minutes and even seconds are pure divine power.

A young woman and her running ATM are spending time in a nightclub. They were engrossed in laughing and throwing seductions at each other as if forgetting that angels were quick to record every human deed. "Om... believe me? After all this time, Nala just frowned again whose name was drunk! Nala flies Om. Nala's mind feels free."

Sakti laughs while holding a bottle of drink and equally hit by a heavy hangover. "What a drink baby, a drunk Om-Om huh? Here Om kiss your slug lips."

Nala pushed Sakti's face while pointing her index finger. "Ih... You pervert Om! Nyosor-nyosor continues. Later Nala's lips so the dower sucked continuously."

Sakti smashed the lips of the girl in front of him greedily. Nala rebelled by banging the old man's chest. "Udah dong Om, Nala is hard of breath. When Nala's father died, huh...?"

Sakti again grabbed Nala's lips and fenced her more violently. The right hand explores every curve of the girl's body. There was a small sigh from Nala's tiny mouth with a bristling body due to Sakti's touches at some of her sensitive points.

"Don't go there, Om!" Nala parried Sakti's hand from her in-team area. "That's a restricted area. Can't hold it!" Nala moved her index finger in front of her face.

Sakti lifts Nala's body up on his lap and immediately tasted the cocal fruit presented before his eyes. Nala biting her lower lip thinly resisted the increasingly uncontrollable passion. "Ah... Om. Already, Om. We'll be back."

Sakti does not heed Nala's whining by continuing to drown her face in front of the beauty that only touched by Nala's lover and herself. "Al-already, Om. Amused, Nala is not strong."

The married man had forgotten the land, in his brain there was only worldly lust. Especially now that he and Nala were both drunk, it would be auspicious for the man to conquer the young girl. "Don't be held dear, enjoy it. You will be addicted!"

In the rest of her consciousness, Nala was still trying to break away from the clutches of the shameless bastard. "No Om. We have no agreement so far. Go ahead Nala, Om!"

Nala shrieked her body with her hand pulling Sakti's arm to escape her body. While in another place, Nirmala who felt bad her chest suddenly felt tight. The glass he held, suddenly slipped off and fell on the floor until it broke into pieces. "Astaghfirullahal'adzim...why do I not feel so good? Nala... What are you again? Where else?"

As Nirmala was daydreaming, Arman's screams made her heart surge in shock. "Heh... What the fuck are you breaking my glass? You want to change?"

"Astaghfirullah.." said Nirmala rubbing her chest. "Papa ngagetin only," he said again.

"Lukira I'm a demon, pake Istighfar everything?" upset Arman. "Gue asked that glass why made broken? Not telling you to say!" point Arman at the pieces of glass scattered on the floor.

Nirmala looked at the broken glass and sighed softly. "Sorry Mala, Pa. Mala just suddenly keinget Nala. At this hour, haven't come home yet?"

Arman chuckled, "No need for you to feel most concerned about Nala. I am his father, Santuy-santuy! You are a man! Might, you pijitin me now dah!!!"

Nirmala nodded and did not dare to argue anymore. "Yes, Pa...."

At the same time in the nightclub, Sakti is still fun playing Nala's kical assets. His hand was getting bolder to wander to the core body part of his girl. However, the heat activity must be paused because the vibration of the phone that does not stop from now on. "Ahrgrrr... shit!! Who else is this, bothering people to have fun?!"

Sakti pulled the vibrating object out of the bag of pants and peeked at the green phone image. "Hallo?"

Arums

Hello, mas! Where is this again? How noisy?

Sakti

Arums

Mas, this is at home there's mami same papi. They waited for us from this afternoon

Sakti

Mom-mami? Pa-papi? Why not get it from earlier? You fucking wife!!!

Arums

Check it yourself, I am from what time do you call!!

Arum first disconnected his phone, making Sakti ride apitam and throw bottles filled with drinks in any direction. Nala was shocked because of Sakti's sudden change in attitude.

"Why, Om?" Nala embraces both shoulders of Sakti. The man threw Nala's arm over her shoulder. "Om-Om. replied Nala, Om!!" nala shouted as Sakti moved from her side and walked out of the private room, leaving Nala alone.

"Om... Why was Nala left alone, Om?!" peekkik Nala, but in vain because the married man continued to walk quickly even though his steps were a little staggering. "Ah... fuck!! Really, am I left here alone? Where is this drink not paid yet!!" Nala pinched her temple confused.

The black-blonde girl stood up and tidied up her disheveled clothes. Fixing the tanktop strap and closing the back of the pants zipper that had been forced open by Sakti. "My real apes tonight. Look out, tomorrow I will give the same calculation Om Sakti!!"

Nala walked limped while holding her head that felt a little spinning. He walked towards the cashier and paid for all the drinks that had already been downed. "So how much is it all?"

The young lady in front of him took out a bill for the purchase of three bottles of drinks. "It's Ma'am."

Nala glared and gulped due to the fantastic price of the drink she sipped with Sakti. "Crazy! I just drank a bottle I was tired. Tanya Om Sakti pesen this mehong drink!!"

"Mba... My money is less, can I not have my necklace? This is real gold." Nala took off the circular object above her neck and showed it to the woman in front of her.

The casier snorted violently. "If you don't have money, don't drink here everything. Just hang out at five, get some lemonade ice!"

A man wearing a black suit walked over to Nala and her employees. He poked the woman wearing a span skirt and spoke in a whispering voice. "Don't jutek-jutek, this girl is the pet boss Sakti. Tar if he doesn't, you can get fired. Come on now apologize to her!"

"I'm sorry, Ma'am." said cashier to Nala. The girl in front of him frowned as he was confused by the suddenly friendly casier attitude.

"You don't have to pay the nominal stated in the bill because all the bills will be sent to Pak Sakti" continued the man in black with the writing of the manager on the left chest.

Nala sighed in relief because she did not mortgage her mother's gold jewelry. "Huh.. congratulations..congratulations...."

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