Don't Be Ferocious Dong, Non !

Meet the Acute Bucin

Today, I fell in love.

More love than yesterday.

Yes, I admit, my tribe is very sick due to the treatment of that one figure.

This morning, this morning,

My eyes are stuck in a twisted madly alluring body.

Bandage skirt made from tight shiny forming hips and thighs.

The blouse that the woman was wearing looked expensive and exclusive.

And the perfume, maybe that's the scent of heaven.

At least I'm not alone.

I saw from the corner of these eyes the adam around me was also stunned to see the creature of God in black clothes.

The legs of the tie stretch lightly with the pointed palm hitting the granite floor.

Sound Tak, Tok, Tak, Tok many times.

Until it feels like this head hears it.

The end of the stilettonya that invites passion.

Our minds cannot be controlled.

Bawdy, vulgar, lecherous, pheromones, what's the name.

We wished the tip of his shoe over our chest, pressing and intimidating.

Typical dominant woman who leads on the top...

“Danar,”

The call immediately blew me away. My mind was instantly empty, but my body was tense.

Her, my mouth speaks for itself. “Ya Non?” as it sounds.

“You have installed the crystal lamp that came yesterday right?” ask her in an impatient voice.

Then I got more tense, this time my heart was beating fast.

Soon the melody that I had longed for would attack me

.

“Hem, already Non. But..” I did not continue my explanation.

I think my throat is dry.

“But what?”

God, that voice was soft a little hoarse.

Why do you make such a beautiful sound?

Why am I always hypnotized?

I might have been able with unreasonable obedience to enter the abyss if that voice seduced me to obey!

How to make this figure pull out the groove of wood as often as possible?

I want to hear his tone again.

“Sorry Non, I broke one..”

“You broke?!" He cut my sentence. But, Oath! I don't mind.

"Andar!! I didn't hear wrong, did I?! That costs hundreds of millions!! Want me to cut THP you also will not be enough!!”

Ah...

Here goes!

Thank the wicked men in this room, to me.

I offered a beautiful rhythm of simple-mindedness, cursing myself with contempt as if I was doormat in front of a door that was muddled with rain and splashed his smooth thighs.

I want to smile I have to endure desperately because I'm being yelled at.

It doesn't feel right, it's wrong that I'm thought to be crazy to pull both corners of my lips.

In fact, I don't think I'm sane.

I noticed a few in front of me, aka behind this Angel, the men grinned at the sight I was being romped to.

Beside me too many spectators who were smiling noticed the goddess was angry with me.

I'm sure behind me there are also many attendees who observe the way the Queen swore at me.

Fate as a subordinate.

I'm not hurt, no.

I don't know since when this fetish appeared, I'm glad to hear my Boss yelling at me.

Other times, I started to feel strange vibrations running through my body.

I know this taste, though,

The opium of the world, the delights of the world, the hell of the world, the taste of the world, the sins of the world, the poison of the world, what is its name.

I only know one word.

Love's.

And it's not just the world involved in it.

“Do not ferociously dong, Non. I was not accidentally.”.

A bit rude and impressed.

Yes, my mask I purposely made especially for him.

Jutek, uncaring, indifferent and indifferent, but always there at every opportunity.

Without him knowing that my brain has a problem when it is near him.

Yeah I hope, he doesn't know...

“Inadvertently how?! It's so easy you say that! I told you how many times to be careful! That's every one of his imports from Africa!” he started screaming.

Whoa wah...

Mermaid singing while in the water may not be as beautiful as this.

Piano symphonies may not ring this theme, The rain may not break apart as interesting as this.

Soon I could not control my body.

My mind started to wander.

So, for now, I'm sorry I'm gonna finish the show.

Because the more harmonious this taste, the more the longing to be on the surface.

“Non, meeting in 10 minutes. Miss must blow hair right?” reminded him.

“Haish!! You really bothered me! Fix it any way! Finished meeting all must be in order!!” the cry of emotion while walking carried his body towards the lfit.

I looked at him in sorrow. Both of my hands are on my waist.

The Empress entered the elevator with the provocateur's stiletto.

The black thing seemed to mock me like saying: surely you imagined being me, trampled but dearest.

Crazy one!

My mouth is hissing.

My name is Danar Sanjaya, I am a personal driver and Assistant to the Arrow of Love in my heart.

Miss Dias Hardiyata.

Miss is not a nickname, not a position of rank, not a position of hierarchy, not a calling. Miss is really her name on the birth certificate.

Today I was assigned by him to take an important super duper package with the logo of imported glassware from Africa, said Nona.

The package arrived in Jakarta in the morning, so, unfortunately, I did not take him to work.

After arriving in Jakarta, the package was immediately installed on the ceiling of his office room.

Crystal lamp that weighs 10kg.

Looks sparkling beautiful, when exposed to the rays of sunlight tinge rain hit the wall making his silhouette splashed dazzling.

But not as pretty as twinkle Miss's eyes.

As expensive as the crystals that come, the woman with the mouth of a poisonous snake still looks more shiny.

Uh! How humiliating I am!

The insolent!

When I equate the Aphrodite with a crystal?! That's cheap...

Even diamonds cannot be compared!

Nothing is comparable...

Except...

Nah! Nothing is comparable.

This creation of God is perfect for me.

We're back to the light, put on,

When the lamp was attached to the top, we only realized that there was a fragment at the bottom of the box.

I screwed the ceiling, so it's not really my fault.

But I miss him so much.

We didn't meet this morning, I was preoccupied with the crystal lamp problem.

The beautiful guy went to the office with his sister.

And finished installing the lights, I greeted him in the lobby.

I admitted that I broke the crystal lamp.

So what?

To make my business with him more and more.

If it's my business with him, he's piled up to Mount Everest. That way he'll remember me always.

And the lamp was hanging in his office, something he had to go to every day. That way, when he looked at the lamp, he would remember me.

Crazy one?

That's so...

“Danar!! You want to go up the stairs to the 35th floor or something, huh!?” he heard his screams at the end of the room, in the elevator.

Nah, right! I forgot I had to follow him into the room to fix the lights.

“Ya, Non,” sahutku while speeding up my steps and getting into the elevator.