ELEGI LOVE YUKI

Cakra and Aida 1

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Haga is looking for a place she feels is right for her.

While Cakra directly mingled into the party arena.

Haga's footsteps led to the place where the children were gathering.

Somehow his footsteps were fixed there, and his eyes caught a curly-haired little girl playing with a ball that was open from soft material. Like a doll ball.

Haga saw the little girl sitting in the swing playing doll ball earlier. The little girl separated herself from the other children.

Haga stared at the little girl for so long, her legs did not feel close, she flashed, the little girl was similar to someone she hated.

Suddenly the doll ball fell and walled right stopped at Haga's feet.

Haga squatted down and picked it up, the girl was about to come down and pick up the ball..

"Thank you uncle,.. "

said the little girl while taking the doll that Haga gave her.

Then he sat back down and played again with his swing.

Haga..

"May Uncle sit here"

the girl looked at Haga's face.

"Get a good uncle"

said the girl while smiling.

Haga was sitting next to the girl's swing.

"Who's your name beautiful? "

ask Haga.

"I'm Uncle Jui"

answer Judith

"Oh, you're alone, where are your parents"

"Mama, Aunt, Grandpa and Grandma are in Uncle"

answer Judith plain.

They chatted and could get along, Haga seemed to have known the little girl for a long time, as if her empty heart space was filled.

. . . .

The chakras in the room were chatting,

accidentally his hand collided with a woman while taking drinks and drinks were spilled on his shirt.

When Cakra will apologize to the woman,

she looked at the woman before her as she was wiping her chest because the drink was on her dress..

He looked at the woman deeply..

"AIDA.. "

Cakra remembers the woman before him.

White women, petite and black-haired look beautiful and sexy with a white dress press body over the knee and the chest is open.

Making Cakra suddenly swallow his saliva, he has long since not met Aida and Aida's appearance is now very different from what it used to be.

Ara's single soul who had rarely played with the rotating trophies on the campus suddenly churned, turbulent,

for a long time he did not hang out with women, especially since the departure of Grandma and Sister activities filled with development routines to advance the company as a responsibility to his brother.

"You're Aida, right?"

The chakra that holds Aida's hand. Because Aida still remembers..

"uh.. CAKRA.. You came too?"

Aida who looked timid, released Cakra's hand.

Aida who realized her dress was wet, hurriedly left.

"Where are you going?"

Cakra pulled Aida's hand.

"To the toilet, this is my shirt wet"

pointing to the shirt on his chest that was spilled by a red drink.

"Ops, sorry, accidentally"

"yes, it's okay Ra.. "

hurry up and leave Cakra.

Enraptured by Aida's appearance, her footsteps followed Aida to the toilet.

duh...why should meet him here anyway, where wet like this shirt, how would you like to pedekate the same guys if wet like this.

Complaints Aida in the toilet in front of the sink that still makes her clothes wet the front.

Aida who came out of the bathroom while grumbling.

Aida was still looking down to clean her dress, instead bumping into someone in front of her, Aida raised her head, turned out to be Cakra.

"Fra.. "

"hm"

Ara who stared intently at Aida, let alone the wet front dress, so clearly illustrated Aida's cleavage, chest that looks big to Cakra with Aida's tiny body.

Cakra opened his suit, then he put it on Aida's body to cover the front.

"I'll drive you home"

wheedle Cakra.

Aida seemed to think, doubtful, she recalled to the last few years when Cakra refused her outright, she did not want psyche or kegeeran.

"Come on. I also want to talk a long time ago we did not meet.. "

trying to convince Aida again.

"Awhile yes"

Aida took out her cell phone from her clout, and sent me a message,

Aida said she came home late and was escorted by a friend.

"Already"

Aida nodded.

Without a doubt, Ara immediately grabbed Aida by the hand, out of the party.

Ara helps ride Aida's tiny body to Jeep Ara's car, Again Ara can only swallow her saliva when she sees Aida's smooth white thighs.

Have not seen for a long time why he is more sexy like this and.akhh.gue...

While in Ara's car, pulling out her phone, she sends a message to Haga, if she comes home first, and she has already told one of the drivers to pick her up later.

Cakra runs his car somewhere. The engine stopped at a lake..

Aida seemed riled up, asking in her heart, why Cakra did not deliver home and took her to the lake..

Cakra realized that Aida's huffed guts were trying to melt the atmosphere..

"Sorry yes, I brought it here, I want to talk first"

said Ara turned from the driver of her car, kept staring at Aida sharply, looking at Aida's body from the face, eyes, nose, lips, and eyes, especially Aida's chest that still has a clear picture of the jeplakan and treats smooth thigh cover Aida who when she sits makes her dress lifted so shorter.

cih, he wants to seduce who to wear clothes lacking this material.

"uh yes Ra, it's okay...how are you?"

aida covered up the awkwardness.

"You came by yourself?"

Ara did not answer Aida's question, instead asked back.

"No, I came with Yuki's parents, Mom, Yuki and her son"

Ara rounded her eyes, surprised.

"How's Yuki doing now?"

Ara who asked Yuki.

Aida was silent for a moment, as she was lazy to talk about Yuki, because she knew how Ara felt about me.

"Hey, why shut up"

said Ara who suddenly touched Aida's cheek.

"uh, she's fine"

said Aida was surprised because Ara was still stroking her cheeks.

"hm"

ara answered as if enjoying something.

"Ra. how are you"

said Aida slowly repeating her question while slowly pulling Ara's hand away from her cheek.

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