Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

Om Wowo's..

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"There is a story between the moon and the sun that yearns for each other. But they never met each other when the sun came, the moon left and vice versa until finally God created the Eclipse as proof if nothing is impossible for love to meet. Even though we have to keep each other at a distance until time brings the two together again." said Ara with a face slightly looked up and eyes looked at the dark sky because there were only a few stars scattered there as if replacing the cloud-covered moon.

"Worker reading poetry?" sean asked with a serious look.

Ara immediately turned her head and shook her head, her sad face now changed with an annoyed look at Sean which made her mood even more chaotic.

"Ara again a fairy tale, Brother Sean can sleep if sleepy" said Ara by squinting her eyes.

"You dong if asked to sleep, especially if the sleep is the same girlfriend" seduced Sean while chuckling.

Ahem...

Ara who heard the sound of a deheman who was quite loud and suddenly certainly immediately inched closer towards Sean who was silent in his place.

"What was that noise?" ask Ara scared.

"Well, already brother said, do not dream later the gendruwanya rampaging" replied Sean who this time no longer hold back his laughter when he realized something.

Damn, I'm on ketain genderuwo same buto ijo...

Gala who followed the two was now sitting behind the tree that had been Ara's backrest. He cleared his throat quite loudly when he heard Sean trying to seduce Ara. The girl's target is too innocent for a Sean who is a playboy cap vegetable centong.

"Son's sister lied" Ara snorted.

"Ih, why also brother lies, if the one on the tree likes to giggle his name mak kunti, Well if the one behind the tree his name is Om wowo aka genderuwo" said Sean deliberately raised his voice. He was sure a thousand percent if Gala must have heard his taunts. I don't know how red the face of the man is now who is holding back his annoyance.

"Udah ah, why the rich talk that way" said Ara who began not calm.

Sean did not answer, moreover, two plates ketoprak already in front of them both who were very hungry.

"So soon" said Ara after holding a drink in her mineral bottle.

"Later you have a stomachache"

"No, this is not how painful" said Ara who was used to the food smelling of chilli.

"But don't be too biasedain, people who love a girlfriend definitely don't want to see a sick boyfriend" Sean's message which was only in response to a nod by Ara.

A chat that took no more than sixty minutes made them decide to go home, although not too late but Sean still feel bad for Lord Rahardian if you go home past ten o'clock in the evening.

The big motor drove at a slow speed, because he would let Gala first to get home to avoid suspicion considering that the man was driving a car that certainly could not overtake him.

"There's still a lot, brother" said Ara when he got up and down from Sean's bike.

"Together boyfriend, tomorrow night out again yuk"

"No ah" refused Ara directly.

"Why?" asked Sean who got a rejection from the long-haired beautiful girl with round cheeks like the bakpao.

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Ara was afraid of catching a cold.