Forced to Marry a Bad Fig

A Kiss

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"Well, this is what I want to talk to you about Lo Kirana!" said Dita while smiling sweetly.

The man smiling sweetly looked at Kirana then extended his hand which was directly greeted by Kirana.

"Bagas Gerald" he said.

"Kirana."

The position was released along with Bagas who started the conversation.

"Like on, our agency needs a model. And we decided to offer you this opportunity."

Kirana's eyes grew bigger. Bagas continued with an occasional faint smile.

"As we all know, Kirana has been known as a beautiful bird of hijab. So this also affects our agency's progress enough if Kirana wants to join."

Kirana. Though silent but his heart cried out in excitement. She really wants to be a model. Especially the hijab model. No need to bother thinking about how it is possible as a Muslim she took off the hijab.

"Think first. It's my card." Bagas thrust a small rectangular-shaped object at length. Kirana grins it while smiling.

"All right, I'll go first. There is still business to be done" said Bagas.

After the death of Bagas, Dita explained in detail about this.

"He was my friend when I was in college in Korea."

"The impression on his face is so cute" said Nila while laughing.

"But his name is Bagas Gerald." Kirana spoke while staring at the business card in her hand.

"Mixed-blooded bags. Korean Indo. His father is Korean, his mother is Indonesian," said Dita. Then his hand took a glass and then swiped his favorite cappucino.

"So we're an Agency?" Dita nodded while smiling. Hearing what Kirana said, it was clear that the woman next to her had decided to join.

"Yep, I'm really happy because I finally have a friend at work."

"Lho you haven't had that theme all this time?" Dita shook her head while turning her eyeballs. She has been a model for two years

"Every woman there is sickening. Be proud and do not want to be friends. As if a rival cannot be invited to make a friendship. So just a little talk. After that it was just that!" curhat Dita is long.

"Gue hope, we don't do that later?" he stared at Kirana. Makes the girl laugh.

"We have a long position Dit. Time is like that. There-there's you!" kirana replied with a head shake.

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Kirana entered the apartment with a big smile. Her face was so happy and her pretty eyes sparkled.

Upon entering the apartment, he scrunched his forehead. Didn't find Akbar in there. Akbar was often at home and even Kirana never saw her husband coming out of the house. Until he finally chooses not to care.

Kirana enjoys her time reading novels while scooping her favorite White coffe. Without feeling it was already afternoon, Akbar had not returned. Kirana often forgets time when she reads something. It was as if he had drowned and been carried away to the atmosphere created in the story.

Kirana decided to stop reading and take a shower. It cleanses itself. Soak for a moment in the bathtub that has been sprinkled with lavender aromatherapy. Her favorite. Lavender has a soft, feminine, and warm aroma.

Akbar where are ya?

Kirana closed her eyes. I don't know why she suddenly thought about her husband. Makes her grudge and choose to end her bath.

Kirana puts up a bathrobe and searches for her phone. She later realized that she did not have her husband's mobile number. If you ask Puspa or Randy, it'll embarrass him. Kirana is a haughty and very high-possessed type of woman.

Kirana walks to the balcony of the room. Find a comfortable chair. He sits there. Enjoying the afternoon breeze that blows softly to his face. Her wet hair was still covered. The atmosphere is calm and comfortable.

The next scene successfully made Kirana dumbfounded. The view of the sun that sinks with a tinge of orange that spoils the eyes.

Kirana smiled looking at the scene before her. Akbar really likes and feels right here. It turns out that a simple place on the balcony of their room is enough to make this place look special.

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Akbar walks into the apartment with a bag containing a laptop he just fixed. His feet stepped into the kitchen and drank mineral water. His eyes spread a look.

Has he not returned yet?

Although Kirana tends to be rude and shows great dislike. The girl asked him for permission before leaving. Either because I appreciate Akbar or whatever it is. Akbar doesn't know.

Akbar moved his feet towards the room. Put the bag and go to the balcony of the room. It's already afternoon. The orange glow from the setting sun almost disappeared. Only a little remains were visible before the eyes.

Akbar turned around and found Kirana sitting on the chair with her eyes closed. Both of the girls ears were attached to the headset. For a moment he was silent with eyes that continued to observe his wife. Kirana's wet hair makes her look very sexy and seductive. That girl's. Who has become his wife only wear a bathore that is most likely in it does not wear anything. Akbar swallows saliva.

Akbar approached and squatted down a bit to align his face with Kirana. He patted the girl's cheek. But Kirana just moaned while wriggling. It seems he slept well and comfortably. Akbar then released the headset. Lifting Kirana's body towards their bed.

Slowly he put down Kirana's body. The scent of lavender so pierced Akbar's sense of smell. The aroma is so comfortable. Akbar drew his nose closer to Kirana's head.

Cup

Seriate

What's in Akbar Thor's kiss? Wkwk

Naked, cheeked, or ... A lip? 😁