
Stuart held onto his cheek that was hit by a bisma bogeman.
"Fight me..!" Bisma straightened her body.
"He.. Weak men like you.. Not my opponent.." Stuart rises.
Bhishma gathers the energy of anger and also encourages her to confront Stuart.
Bisma looked at Adel who was lying weakly. His desire to win was burning.
"Adels.. I'll win for you to win.." Bisma stroked Adel's forehead.
"Let's go you..!" Stuart immediately lunged and attacked Bhishma.
There was a second fight, Adel who initially closed his eyes now opened his eyes wide. Stuart was very intimidating to Bhishma. How not Stuart is one of the MMA fighters. Of course he knows how to lock his opponent's moves.
Bhishma, however, still fought.
"I'll break your neck..!" Stuart clutches Bisma's neck.
"Just try.." Bhishma held back by closing one of her eyes.
Seeett..
Buggh
"Aaahhkkk" Stuart brushes. Bhishma opposes right at the grill of her thigh.
"Hoss's hossss..." Breath of Bisma.
"Adel let's go.." Bisma holds Adel.
"You think you can run away from me.." Despite still being in pain Stuart tried to get up.
"I'll keep my Adel.." Bisma mengdong Adel's.
"You... You're.. Sttttttt..." Stuart held onto the sick part.
The bisma took Adel away from the room.
"I'm sorry Adel.. L'm.. I'm too.. Too weak.." Bisma.
"Eeehhh?" Albert sees Bisma and Adel coming out of Stuart's room.
"Stuart doesn't need Adel anymore.. That's why I took Adel again.." Chickin's Bisma.
"Well, is that it..?" Albert scratched his forehead.
"Yes.. Just ask Stuart in that.. Oh yea.. Was your room empty..?"
"Yes.. Empty.." Maybe Albert is too innocent and stupid.
"I borrow.." Bhishma passed by with Adel in his carrier who was not wearing a single thread.
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"I... L'm.. I think the assumption of Rena and Hery saying I fit Dion is not right.. They don't see what.. Dion's a good guy, handsome, young, well-established, where there's just as good a woman as I am.. Try to look at me.. I'm a divorced woman with her husband, I'm a woman who is pregnant with the child of her ex-husband, I'm I.. Me..??!" Deborah's own emotions explain all that.
"Who says you don't fit in with me.." A sharp look from Dion.
"Qc.." Dion clucked in annoyance.
"Then, if for example Dion has the same taste you are you..?" Goda Dion's.
"Then.." Deborah's Tweet.
"Eeehhh halu..? Not eg.. If Dion has a taste for you.. Do you want a conscious man like him..?"
"Where is it simple..! She was perfect.. A perfect man will not fit a woman who is stained ..." Reveal Debora again.
"Soda..? What stain..?" Dion won't take it.
"Life stain.." Debora.
"Qc.." Dion pulls Deborah in his arms.
"Sleep.." Dion stroked Debora's hair again.
"Enough to get here first the expression of his heart.. I know what you feel, Deborah.. Soon I let out your taste." Inner Dion.
At once, Deborah fell asleep, probably because she was sleepy. In addition to the warmth of Dion's body makes it comfortable.
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From that moment, Bisma persuaded Adel. Adel did not want to say a single word to Bhishma.
The man continued to cry and apologized to Adel.
"Dell.. Stare at me.. Ii'm sorry.. I'm crazy.." Bhishma prostrated at Adel's feet.
"Adels.. L'm.. I was wrong.. Excuse me.. L'm.. I'm.." Bhishma could no longer speak. His voice was drowned by his cries.
"Adel.... I love you.." Bisma hugged Adel.
Adel did not forbid or retaliate, he just remained silent and debgan blank stare.
The bisma took Adel lying down with her. Wishing they would live their new lives again.
"I beg.. I'm begging.. I'm begging.. Ii'm sorry.. I'm sorry.." Bhishma stroked Adel's hair, and kept repeating the sentence.
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Deborah..
Sorry, slow.. Don't overdo it and overdo it.. Othor is not strong... Hihihi kasian with Bhishma and Adelnya.. This abis.. Explanation of everything, what happened to Bisma in his childhood first.