Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar

His first mission

Rolando, the boy was unaware of the presence of the same oma as himself, and suddenly he was surprised by a soft whisper that sounded in his ear. “Do you really want a family like this, honey?”

“Oma!”

“Slow down yeah, Honey. Don't wake them, let's go with oma for a minute.”

After leaving the grandson's private room. Dahlia again questioned the wishes of her grandson, who was very visible in the eyes of the longing. “Honey, do you really want a family like you dreamed?”

The boy nodded, long ago he so desperately wanted a complete family, and loved each other, “ya, Oma ..

“Then will you help, Oma?”

“Then to concern about Dady ... I will do it, Oma!”

“Good, Boy. Come here .. Let your omamu whisper a mission, which you must do and your mission lest anyone know. Including your readers who always ask when your Dady is united. So do this mission, for yourself and your beautiful sister. Can?”

“Good, Oma!” Not to forget Rolando attached an ear, which at the same time his eyes whispered a mission to be done by him. “Will it work, Oma?”

Dahlia was reluctant to answer questions from the grandchild, because she was so confident and very trusting, with this without being betrothed to the two people who were hugging her affectionately, can unite with his own and there is his grandson who takes control.

“Alright, Oma. Ando will do this mission for myself, hopefully they will listen to my prayer.” The hope and the thread of prayer never escaped the boy's lips.

“Amiin, dear.” Dahlia greeted him with a sincere smile, and continued to encourage her granddaughter. “Passion and make, your Dady conquers your beautiful sister. Okay.”

Without discussing it again, and for the sake of the mission that is being carried out by him, the boy was forced to let the two people who are still embracing the intimate in his private room, without being disturbed in the slightest until one of them, was, rubbing his eyelids and adjusting while astonished his body is embraced friendly.

Who hugged my body like this? Wait ... wasn't last night I —

Once knowing a person who was hugging him, accidentally the girl was none other than Araela, kicking with all her might that caused Rewindra's burly body, to fall due to a deadly kick from him. “Oh, shi’t!” he said, holding his waist, who was grimacing in pain.

“Why do you sleep hugging like this, Om? Do I know you up close?” asked the girl without any regard, the man who was grimacing was sick, due to the lethal kick from her.

“This is my son's room, hugging you or, it's none of my business,” he said casually, but his mind cussed furiously, the base of the bar once, he. I haven't done anything yet, he's kicked me twice. Most importantly I am satisfied, with this she has been marked as mine.

“Om ...” Snarling angrily, because the man looked relaxed, and also his eyes probed in all directions of the room, in search of the whereabouts of someone who was not in the room at all.

“You're looking, Ando isn't?” for the sake of being able to get along with the girl, Rewindra without much words touched the mind of someone, who was searching for the whereabouts of his son. “She may be there, in the next room, the room belongs to oma opanya.”

As soon as the person that Araela was looking for, was in the next room, without wasting much time in a hurry, the girl left Rewindra alone, regardless of the screams that called out to her. “Hey, you're —”

The girl's footsteps came to a halt, when she saw the adorable shady face of the boy who made her teary while looking for her. “Why, Brother?” rolando asked with his innocent eyes.

“Why didn't you wake up brother, honey?” Araela asked back.

“Your sleep is so very good, Brother. So, where can I wake you.”

“Kak —” suddenly his throat choked, when he will express feelings, while sleeping in a cuddle position like that.

“Are you going to say, that your sleep is uncomfortable, because it is hugged with my dady, is that it?” Rolando cut, with a sly grin.

“Do not hard dong, dear. Later someone will hear our chat, and make his head so big.” Araela whispered softly, while holding back her embarrassment a little, as the boy asked an unusual question.

“His head is big no problem, Brother,” said Rolando, and his first business mission is being carried out by him, little to no avail.

“Ya, Brother.” Rolando also replied, while directing a cold gaze, aimed at the Dady who suddenly foiled his first mission.

“Sorry for today, it looks like you can't have breakfast with you. Can you say, sorry brother, to your om?” pinta the girl, with a pleading look.

“Good. I'll tell you, Oma. Thank you, for staying overnight in my room.” Hugging the slender body, while expressing happiness, and also did not forget to stick out his tongue towards his Dady, who was also, for the sake of being able to ridicule the Dady because he himself can freely hug his beautiful sister as he pleases.

Why do you have to, boy? Do you know Dady's waist still hurts, because twice this was kicked by your beautiful sister, and you actually mocked me like this? Fuck up! Just watch out for the retaliation from Dady.

The two different men of that generation, no longer see the presence of the back of a beautiful girl, which makes both of them like getting ....

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Araela who walked hastily, cussed furiously with behavior, from the man whose body was embraced as friendly as that, and so came before the gate that was without regard for greeting, from the doorman, look to the right and left.

Making the girl's forehead shrivel in wonder, with familiar-sounding streets in her memory.

Isn't this way, heading for grandpa's house? Am I just going there? I haven't been to Grandpa's house in a long time, and Om always calls me baby.

After weighing his mind. He also decided to direct, the taxi driver to deliver it, to the grandfather's house and in it there are many memories, will not be forgotten by the girl.

It took about twenty minutes later, the taxi had reached its destination, having paid the argo without receiving any change from the taxi driver, with a quick movement he ran into the grandfather's house.

Not expecting his grandfather to welcome him as usual. “Finally you came home also my grandson, dear.”

“How can grandfather know, if I will visit you?” araela asked with a confused face.

“Come here, and hug, this old man. Only after, you will find the answer to your question.”

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A plain female student, seoarang, cengengeng and also spoiled must accept the arranged marriage that has been planned by his parents who are none other than his own lecturer whose attitude is so cold but who would have thought behind his innocence the girl hid her teak his true self.

What is their attitude on campus?

Will they love each other?

Would the Lecturer accept if he knew the true identity of the girl?