Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar

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Rewindra who was still in the iron horse, unknowingly a thin smile was on his lips, when he knew his Son was in the house of someone he had helped.

How could he be in that house? And did Papa know him? I didn't even know my son was familiar with her.

The appearance of his favorite car in front of the fence of the house that had just been stepped on by him while ensuring whether the house of the Son was in the house.

With cold eyes he decided to enter the house while looking around the simple house that was so well maintained.

When he was at the door of the house, he also took the supply of oxygen that did not forget with the look of the cold eyes, while his hands were raised to form the door many times.

Not long after that door was opened with someone who was surprised to see his arrival. However, he was stunned because the owner of the house was not at all afraid of the cold eyes.

Indirectly when looking at him expressionlessly which made the signal under uncontrollable. His elephant trunk suddenly felt crowded just staring at the face and bead eyes.

S!al! Why is it suddenly like this again. I came to this house not wanting to see his face, but I wanted to pick up my Son. You're so stubborn!

his mind cursed the behavior of the trunk of an elephant that suddenly stood gallantly just once staring at the face of the girl.

His daydreams ran out when he heard the voice of the question from the bar-bar girl. “What's coming here for, sir? Who do you want to meet?”

“I want to pick up my Son. Is she inside?” answer Rewindra coldly.

“Come in if you want to see the situation.” Teach from Araela not in vain–kan by himself who rushed in and followed the steps of the owner of the house.

Until where he found the scene that made the cold eyes look teary, without realizing his tears dripped by themselves.

When he saw his Son sound asleep, like a perfectly innocent baby. There's no way he's sleeping in this house? Are you so comfortable with the owner of this house, Boy?

Araela who was making drinks chuckled softly when she heard the question posed by her superior. Indirectly he had known something related to his late grandmother. “Is that important to you, sir?”

Didn't intend to reply to the question posed by the bar-bar girl. He rubbed his face rough too. Because the girl was reluctant to answer the questions she asked herself.

Coincidentally the girl carried a tray on which there was coffee with hot steam still billowing after which she served for a special guest none other than the man's parents from Rolando Wiratama. “Please on drink, Sir! Think of this house like home, you.”

“Wait, where are you going?” of course, he himself felt sad when the girl gave him her favorite coffee drink.

Didn't answer questions from his superiors that were none other than Rolando's parents. Araela rushed to the back of the house because she had just remembered the fish in the small pond that was deliberately built by her.

Without realizing it, Rewindra followed his footsteps so quickly that the man held the girl's wrist to turn to face him.

However, unexpectedly the head of the girl hit the chest of her high field from the bar-bar girl was only limited to her chest.

As fast as lightning Rewindra bent a bit of his body which with a quick movement he plunged his thin lips on the girl's ranum lips, the man then melu’mat softly and play the lips to vent the pain that whack the trunk of his elephant.

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