
Although not as grand as Jakarta, Bandung, Surabaya or other major cities, Atambua also has several discos and other nightlife venues. Before entering the Simphony Bar, I make sure my uniform and all the attributes of the army have been released. It's not funny if I use, it is thought to want to razia. Not to mention if caught, I can get a reprimand.
After ordering a drink whose name is difficult for me to call using the tongue, a headset I plug into the Samsung Galaxy S9+ black color I then connect it to wifi. After making sure the network was smooth, I started surfing the virtual world looking for buried treasure to accompany my lonely nights. Every now and then I look around, once there is an angel nungsep from khayangan. But nil. The ones that come back and forth are only local girls, not because they are not beautiful, but just a little different to my taste. I want to be the same model - model Mbak Krystal Jung her boyfriend Kai Exo. Oops, release. No, I'm not a Kpopers, but I'm the one at home. Every day I tuned in people nari-nari not clear. So I know a little bit. Especially the girl is clear. Vodka. seger.
Every time I come home or call, my mother always wants to be married. Haduh, sorry buk, your son may be too PD, ngarepnya angel model, but yourself like a monkey never took a bath. Yes, I admit. My face is not very handsome. I don't feel like I'm from a rich family either. It is far from the same bandingin sir Commander. It's saucy, clean, rich, got another job. Pantes Talitha chose him. Which girl in the world is not glare the same money, position, and good looks. Tristan is too. I've dyed girls here and there but nothing is serious. He said nothing fits yet. Shit emang. Where her ex is pretty-beautiful all over again. It could be exhausted the population of beautiful women in this world so the provision of Tristan all. O Allah, give the servant a beautiful, sexy, and kind woman, O Allah. Whose skin is white, his hair is long, he is tall, like an angel, O Allah. Amens.
"Hey handsome"
Box buset. I'm shocked. What's this? I didn't see it wrong, did I? I rubbed my eyes first.
"A handsome alone?"
I blinked. This is a real thing. Angel rek. White, smooth, tall, matchless beautiful.
O Allah, the feelings of the servant are not very good but very short of the prayers of the servant he was granted.
Wait a minute, I'm not dead, am I? I'm not in heaven, right? Never mind that last time in the bar I was shot by terrorists, kept dying, kept going to heaven, kept meeting angels, kept ng*we. Uh. Sorry, God, my khilaf.
"Kok diem anyway. So it's getting sexy, right"
I'm ditoel-toel. Mana is so soft with her fingers. The effects are not slaughtered.
I'm cleared of. Come on Kendra, don't be shy. You have to look cool and macho.
"Ekhm... lo who?"
"My name is Khanza. What's your name?"
"Cendra"
"Ups...lo again ngebokep?"
Pestilent. I forgot to turn off my cell phone.
"Huh. em. not"
And suddenly he's sneaking into my body, "Watch you yuk?"
Huh huh?
Beautiful is beautiful. Why so frontal. I have no preparation. At times like this I wish Tristan was here, so someone told me how to handle this macem girl case.
"Oh your taste the Jejepangan kayak gini"
Nope. My taste elo.
"Lo kok diem anyway. Gemesin know not"
I also gemes. The same gems that nongol in your cleavage. Gedhe really.
"Liatin what?"
"Huh? Uh. no"
Take Kendra's view.
"Is this yes?" The girl named Kanzha was pointing towards her breasts, pulling her collar slightly down, revealing a curve that made my esophagus dry
"Wanna try?"
Really want. Take it again.
"But next time I'll see you again. I'll unplug first. Bull chest"
And before leaving, the angel gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I froze. My cheeks are red.
So gini taste in the same sun angel. Auto not wash your face for a month.