First Boyfriend Second Candidate
First Boyfriend Second Candidate 24
"You believe?" two words with a full expression. Stare more intensely into the girl's clear bead.
He just had a dream with someone he loved. Almost vanished dimmed before the happy light greeted. Like the rain greeting without a rainbow, less beautiful. Just leaving space in an empty heart has been filled with one sweet maiden name.
Everyone hates a word of waiting. He was the same, the real thing was that he had also repeatedly done for the sake of the girl in his arms.
The tiredness of waiting is no longer felt, when the girl opens her heart to welcome her presence. But one mistake will bury all the flavors that once grew. No, it won't, it won't happen.
I hope that.
Two desert boxes with different flavor variants: Toblerone Cheesecake; and Chocolate Gateau. Stranded in oblivion, on the front nightstand of the sofa. It had already been over half an hour ago to arrive at the Ega habitat.
The couple leaned against the long sofa they were clutching each other. Chris told me about what happened three months ago.
Ega took a breath after a long silence just listening. Both corners of the lips are perfectly lifted, forming a beautiful curve erodes the distance—doubt.
"Thank you." Chris was relieved.
Ega rests comfortably on Chris' shoulder with the fingers tied. He looked up, the first one that saw the perfect sculpture of the lover. Gives a hard intonation to the heart. It is fitting that many adore even though he is the type of br*ngs*k man once.
Ega. "What about Wildan?"
Chris's hands were coiled behind Ega's body. Pushing the lover's head closer kisses the temple full of affection.
"I haven't told you yet, but I think Taka will explain." Ega's head nodded.
"I forgot," patted the jidat. "What do you want to drink?" keep your head off Chris' shoulder.
Staring confused at the lover pujaan who does not speak. Ega was glued at once stiff as Chris rubbed his lips. His sane mind remains alert. Commemorated in their beautiful inner just the two of them.
Chris quiet. Her gaze fell on Ega's small lips, rubbing her gently switch on the cheek ending at the nape. Advancing face gives a long pagut. Sweeping softly, stopped when their air supply had already begun to thin.
The man's dense iris still didn't switch from wet lips to swollen ones either, "It's not alcohol but it's very intoxicating, ah, I can go crazy." Sighs faintly, rubbing a frustrated face. Leaning Chris massaged his forehead, with all fretful grunts.
Ega smears a smile. "I'm sure you can." Leaving Chris to the pantry.
Opening the refrigerator. Take two cold bottled soda drinks that he always provides in the refrigerator. Grab two teaspoons. He returned to the middle room.
Put a bottle of drink on the nightstand. His hand began to open the paper bag, take out the two desert boxes that Chris bought. "Where do you want?"
Chris' hand movement turned the bottle cap to a stop, glancing towards Ega's hand. "Crown Gateau,"
"OK."
Scooping a little Ega thrusts at Chris, "Enak?" ask Ega enthusiastically as the man chews.
The head was shaken. "Lumayan, better fruit salad." Ega clucked wryly. "Because you don't like chocolate so much."
The handsome smile turns out Ega already understands his favorite. Looking around the living room, her iris accidentally paused for a moment on the wall clock.
"Still at nine, can I go home in an hour?"
Ega looked at her lover with raised eyebrows. "Why ask?" cut the desert in the box container again and put it in the mouth.
Chris shrugs his shoulders. "Fear—you're uncomfortable. You could think I'd eat you." Blink one eye.
Ega grimaced softly, "If you want, from the beginning have done it." Point it out with a spoon.
One corner of Chris' lips lifted, kissing his lover's cheek. "You're right, what now?"
Ega chokes on his desert. Gets a quick look, looks at the horror of the handsome guy. Her face is hot now. Found the handsome put on a ignorant grin, with eyebrows up and down.
Chris laughed loudly rattling Ega's long mane. Anxious. "Don't put on a face like that." Low-whispering, licking own lips gives the eyes a passionate and seductive look.
Difficulty breathing now. Seeing the eyes teasing the handsome. Putting on the annoyed face of the girl pinching hard on Chris' thigh, he laughed in satisfaction as the man was in pain. It ends with laughter together.
Chris grabs the remote turn on the television on the side of the sofa. Pull the girl back to lean on the shoulder. Enjoy the Netflix show. Chris' hand never stopped stroking the cheek or smelling the girl's temple.
May this happiness not end
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Three days passed Mika was still upset. The dinner with his kids broke apart. His emotions he diverted to take care of the beautiful flower garden in the backyard. The middle-aged woman's hand was still watering the beloved beautiful flowers.
Blowing carbon dioxide escapes with fatigue and disappointment. Didn't expect Jessy that woman to be so cunning. Using his favorite nephew as a tool to get close to Chris.
A second later, a sweet smile broke out. Like the plants he kept all blooming. His hands touched the purple orchid flowers that had bloomed, he took care of the flower for approximately three months.
"Beautiful." Her netra was rolling on a yellow rose that was also in perfect bloom. Touching the cheeks the gloomy face changed twinkle.
"You're beautiful, you're beautiful, you're beautiful, and oh, everything's beautiful." Point out one by one of the various flowers she cares for.
He smelled a yellow rose, and the honey from it smelled. Taking a deep breath he took off the gloves and twisted his body. Leave park.
Mika rubbed the sweat on the forehead. Sitting on a park bench drinking a thick brown liquid, and smiling.
"I have to smile a lot, because yesterday my facial skin became dull." Pat her cheek small.
His Netra went around looking around once more. Leaving the backyard and going into the kitchen he washes his hands.
"Mrs, aren't you hungry?" mbok Wati appeared from behind carrying a mika tea cup from the backyard.
"But you haven't eaten yet, this morning I just washed one of your dishes."
Mika chuckles then shakes her head. Grabbing knives and small plates as containers. "Later on, I'm not hungry. Oh yes, today cook stew chicken yes mbok," peel the pear carefully and split it into several small pieces.
"Ready lady,"
The pear was already cut small on a pretty plate, glancing towards the direction of the spoon spot. Take a little fork over there. "If there's something I'm in the living room ya mbok," in reply nod the mbok.
Step into the lounge. Lean comfortably on the cream sofa by holding a fruit plate that is carried. Grabbing the 40 television remote" it lights up.
"Geez, they justify everything just for the sake of fame, garbage throwing. Miris, ck, ck, ck."
Mika shook her head. Feeling sorry and sorry for the victims.
The mansion bell rang, not long before the housekeeper came carrying the package.
"Mrs, this is a package for you."
The woman's forehead bends in. I didn't order anything these few days. Grabbing the package with a confused look not forgetting he was grateful.
Get rid of the plate, put it on the front desk of the sofa. Mika's hand started to open the package. Her irises shook, covering her mouth in disbelief with what she saw.
"What the fuck is this." Unconsciously he screamed.
Stand with heightened emotions. Immediately go ask for an explanation of the package he got.
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"Stable goods and stock supply data. The marketing department has labeled the data that has been sent via e-mail. Distributors ask for supply of new goods, consumers welcome the local brands we launch." Ega is obviously on Chris.
Chris looked away at the laptop. Checked the invoice report two months ago. Chris' long index finger pressed the Email that just came in. Read colorful label charts on Microsoft exel. Sending one satisfied smile on the man's face.
Handsomest.
Ega has always loved her seriously fashion lover, with clear glasses hanging out in her nose. The impression of masculine, charismatic, and very elegant makes his heart always pounding when staring.
Ega close lips. Little bit there and squeezed the dark blue pencil skirt. Really handsome once again adored.
Is he lucky?.
Chris' black bead rolled, glancing from the tail of his eyes and smiling. "I know, I'm handsome." Full of confidence, bring her face closer right in front of Ega.
Ega jerked, her iris moved uneasily. Pounding, his heart shocks were too active. Oh, my God, he's having a hard time breathing now.
Cup.
Ega blinked, Chris kissed her cheek suddenly. "Don't fish me. I've been patient enough to hold on to that—."
The grin of the man was enough to make Ega's body creep and stiff at the same time.
"We continue." Ega nervous.
Chris is back to flirting. "In what sense?"
Ega scowled, those lips pursed funny. "Sure work, you think—"
Ega's voice was cut off. Chris nodded for a moment. Let go and kiss her lover's temple.
"I love you" he said.
Ega's sweet smile appears, "Me too."
Tidy up the file into one pile. They looked over when the door opened quite hard.
Mika walked in with a red and fierce face. The expression shown was very merapi, overflowing and ready to spurt.
Chris bent his eyebrows sharply. Gets a killing aura from the mother. "What's wrong mom?"
He quickly threw a brown envelope at the child's desk. "You see for yourself,"
Chris stepped out of the table. Grab the brown envelope calmly and open it.
Instantly Ega closed his mouth with the iris of the eye perfectly widened. He shook his head, his legs limp as if unable to stand. It was Chris' heart beating hard.
B*d*bah-bah.
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