Hot Duda: Love For Rangga

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Raymond nodded. "i know's. But...."

"Why? What caused you to be like this? I'm sorry, but I think it's beyond normal limits. You're not just a hyper *ex, but it's already some kind of disease."

Am I right?

"Gue wants you healed."

"It's not that easy."

"Lu can be as long as there is a will. Please, you try it first, Ray."

"It's not as simple as you think, Ngga. I've been. since childhood...."

I leaned my body slightly forward, closer to Raymond sitting in front of me. "Lu's my best friend, Ray. I genuinely care. I want to know, why did you get this way? Who knows if we can find a solution together, right?"

"Difficult, Ngga. I've been experiencing this since I was a kid. You know, right, what my parents are busy like? Where they took care of me, there was time for me. Minimal caring. Tanya, what I experienced every day when they left me all day, from morning to night. But the truth is, we live in one house but almost never meet. Imagine, they go early in the morning, sometimes I don't wake up yet. When they came home, I slept. And now, they're getting my mojokin. Blame me for my hyper-*ex personality."

"What happened when you were a kid?"

Raymond looked up, *a long sigh escaped from his lips pressed down by his rows of white teeth. "Materially, I grew up with the money my bokap and nyokap make, the money they seek during the night, until they have little time for their own children. But technically, I grew up on my own, from the age of two. Probably from a baby."

"You mean, how?"

He laughed wryly. "yeah. I used to have Oom Sammy at home. Since High School, Oom Sammy was invited to live together at home by my bokap. I was just born then. After graduating from High School, Oom Sammy went to college on Saturday. So, every day I'm alone with Oom Sammy at home. I don't know why and don't know how it started, but all I remember is that Oom Sammy invites his girlfriend home every day. You can guess, right, how it goes?"

I'm nodding.

"Oom Sammy, a teenage boy who is alone in the house with a teenage girl, nonsense if you don't say anything. Although I forget to remember, but I'm sure, I often see them making love in front of my head. Yeah... His name is also him while taking care of me, right? And it went on every day for years. Even with different girls. Young, beautiful, and exciting. Well, when I was a teenager, Oom Sammy worked as a complex security guard. Indeed, he dropped out of college, not because of money, indeed he is not at home, he is not interested in continuing his education. As a result, it can only be a complex security guard. Well, at night Oom Sammy is busy working on the complex guard, during the day he relaxes at home, still with old habits."

Hm....