DRIBBLE

MALICIOUS PLANS

The air is increasingly cold to envelop the city of Bandung, but in some streets still look crowded by various vehicles, especially

angkot-angkot who are still going back and forth chasing deposits. But not on the road

which is in front of the house of Guntur which is in the upper Dago area, the situation has begun to be quiet from the downstream of vehicles and pedestrians.

Inside the large house, Karmila was agitated

above bed. His mind wandered everywhere thinking about all the possibilities that would happen if Kunto told the events of himself with Karbala to Thunder. All that Karmila thought was the reaction of his enormous constellation of fears, giving rise to a variety of negative thoughts that gave rise to evil plans against Kunto.

“Ya Kunto must be removed! He can be a source of trouble later on, but how can Thunder not be suspicious?” mumbling Karmila slowly.

Karmila grew increasingly agitated as it flashed across her mind to get rid of Kunto. He changed his lying position tilted to the right, but

the evil plan seemed to have been attached and continued to tempt his mind. Karmila again changed his position to tilt to the left, he was getting more agitated and increasingly unable to close his eyes to sleep.

“Ya Kunto must be removed! He could be a source of trouble later on!” that foul sentence continuously tempted Karmila to continue thinking about her plan further.

Karmila's pretty face now looks creepy, her thin lips

put on an evil smile. The evil mind has taken possession of the mind and

his heart was driven by the fear that was arising within him.

“Karbala! Yes Karbala, I have to ask Karbala for help!” karmila immediately jumped from her lie down.

Karmila sat in her soft bed turned against the window, her legs were smooth white swinging forward and backward alternately touching the bed so as to cause

a rhythmic voice shakes.

Dug..! Dug..! Dug..! Dug..! Dug..! Dug..!

The noise of the heel with the springbed sounded like a sound

heart rate. His voice broke the silence in Karmila's room. Then Karmila uttered the name ‘Karbala’ repeatedly while closing her two eyes

lovely. Along the name is called the sound of foot impact on springbed

it sounds to accompany it so that it sounds like a rhythmic beat in tune.

I don't know how many tens Karmila called the name ‘Karbala’

until the last word, suddenly a gust of wind hit Karmila's body from the window behind him.

Wuuussshhh…..

“HAHAHAHAHA... What's my queen doing?! What makes you

restless like that?!” a large and sullen voice suddenly sounded

blaring in the room.

Karmila hurriedly descended from the springbed and then turned around

his body looked at the source of the sound. The black shadow figure is clearly visible by the refractive searchlight of the garden light entering from the window behind the figure.

“Karbala..” said Karmila sumringah, then immediately stepped into the outlet intending to turn on her room lights.

“Don't turn on my Empress!” prevent Karbala from seeing Karmila turning on the lights.

The smooth white hand of Karmila was immediately restrained without pressing the button, Karmila walked in front of Karbala who was standing near the window looking at him.

“Karbala, can you obliterate the child?” ask Karmila in a spoiled seducing tone.

“Destroying the child?! Why empress?!” ask Karbala

with a tone of wonder.

“Sa, I'm afraid the boy will tell it to Thunder,”

answer Karmila brick.

“That child will be a threat in the future Karbala!” karmila looked at Karbala doubtfully.

“But my queen, it seems Thunder already knows that the child's condition is because of me. I have just given the old man a warning, and it is likely that the old man will tell Thunder!”

sergeant Karbala looks scared.

“I don't care Karbala! Either way, the boy should be put away!” grunts Karmila upset. His common sense is right

closed by the fear that continues to overshadow his mind.

“Then what if Thunder becomes enraged at losing his close friend whom he already considers his own sister My Empress!?” sergeant

Karbal.

Karmila was instantly speechless, Karbala's words directly touching her heart. His reasoning goes back to normal thinking, which Karbala said does exist

veridicality. Thunder must be angry and directly accuse Karbala as the ringleader for Kunto's death.

“The Empress calmed down, I've thought about this before,” said Karbala seeing Karmila looking silent become doubtful and confused.

“You mean?!” ask Karmila curious.

“I will continue to hold on to the boy's joy forever, until the time of his death arrives! HAHAHAHA..” said Karbala was happy with his plan.

“Means the kid will always be like that?!” karmila asked to confirm her guess.

“True empress! HAHAHAHA... HAHAHAHA..” Karbala chuckled.

he felt himself in the wind with his plan.

“What about Thunder Karbala? What if he's the one

coming to you directly?!” ask Karmila suddenly.

As Karbala's laughter halted, Karbala's faintly visible face in the dimness of the room light frowned his forehead

inside-out width. Her small narrowed eyes were increasingly covered by the fine hairs on her face. Fluid from his mouth at that time also dripped netes as Karbala was very confused to answer Karmila's question. How disgusting!

“I can't possibly hurt my son let alone get rid of him!” murmured Karbala with a tone full of emphasis.

“If you kill Thunder, I will also exterminate you!” threatening Karmila immediately ignited his anger hearing Karbala's murmur.

“Ma, I mean not like I, that's my queen!” sergeant Karbala hurriedly denied, but only muttered in his confusion

mere. There was not the slightest trace of him killing his own son.

“Already, already Karbala! I still want the boy removed from Karbala!” grunting Karmila, his mind turned dark again due to the anger that re-emerged over his mind.

“Ba, well my queen. But I ask for his wages first now, HEHEHEHE..” Karbala said as he licked his lower lip making

droplets of water flowing from his mouth more and more melted from his mouth.

Hearing Karbala's request, Karmila remained silent. Even

he closed his two stark eyes. Karbala who saw Karmila gave a direct wind to hit the body of Karmila who was wearing a lingerie

very thin and transparent. Karmila's crazy curves are getting

looks tantalizing exposed by the light bias of garden lights that break through the window.

Karmila's body was pushed back and fell on a soft springbed to make the two overlapping bodies poppipe several times. Karmila's voice immediately sounded groaned by a swipe

the tongue of Karbala that explores its white neck. The moaning sound and

karmila's moans broke the silence in the room.

One by one the clothes attached to Karmila's body were forcibly torn by Karbala's large, rough hands. The hand filled with the fine feathers of Karbala gave a sensation to Karmila, who

make him increasingly swept away in the turmoil of his own lust.* CONNECTED*