Jams

the chapter up 99

After folding her clothes, Jihan stood up and opened the closet. He put all his clothes, picked up and put them in their respective places. Jihan looked at her bed, she found Marcel had woken up and was watching his activities.

"Hoa.ammh. Thirsty" said Marcel, wriggling and yawning to close his lips, sitting on the edge of the bed.

When it was done and closed the closet, Jihan immediately took a glass and filled it in front of the dispenser.

"I've changed 'sidi'. Nih, "sodor Jihan, come sit next to Marcel thrusting a glass. "Eh Cells. Vita's coming here. He's got a force. The cannon said, Beb."

Finished sipping water, Marcel gave the glass to Jihan. He did not respond, letting Jihan look at him. Marcel closed his eyes.

Jihan brought her face closer. "Hey, pms dah use 'bread'. ya.."

When you want to talk, Marcel's lips are hunted down.

"Now..!!"

Cwwipp.phh..

"Hoo.ummh."

Both of them had put their eyebrows together, sitting there holding back the roar. Both lips are slippery. For some reason, they suddenly heard another kiss, one time.

Cwvuuph!!

"Oh yeah? Good deh. I've got a friend for you, Han."

Marcel was breaking his body again.

"My bully? Hhh-hhh!" Jihan shook her shoulders. "Bad.."

Jihan put a glass on the study table. Seeing Marcel lying down again, he was carried away by the mager. Jihan asked Marcel to shift, then when given a place she joined to hug the friend.

Jihan let her hands be led to Marcel's left breast mound, but her hands chose a place under her armpits, hugging and tightening. Jihan then raised one leg to Marcel's thigh.

"Don't get gini. The rest will be sometime, Beb," said Jihan. "You're here to make me feel at home, make me want to live long."

"Ha.. I want to clean up home males. Washing containers, washing dishes, glasses. Where the hell is my story Han?"

"I'm done with it."

"Haah? Beresin what?"

"Shirt, pants, the table is also neat, Beb."

"Disposed..? Lo to home?"

"Yes, Beb."

Jihan then tightened her arms, her head slightly pressing on the friend's ear. Then he relaxed his body.

"Hhhhhs! Hhss! It smells good, iih.." Jihan sniffed Marcel's hair.

"Hhh, let it be Han. Where do I think."

"Nowmh!"

Jihan returned to painting her arms next to Marcel, unwilling to take off her arms. Marcel groaning tight.

"Well. aghh! Hhh, hhh.. Don't peck. Hhh.. Hhh. Die, Han."

"Hhh-hhh!" jihan smiled in satisfaction, his shoulders shaking.

"Again. dong. Hhh, hhh.." pinta Marcel.

"So!"

"less powerful."

"Hhh-hh! Don't want to!" reply Jihan with red cheeks mix have fun.

"What time is it, the Vita wants to come?"

"Again the way, Beb. Ehy. How are we gonna be on this gini, Cell?"

Marcel glanced at Jihan. "Hmm..? I am also confused. I intend to the Deti, dapetnya elo. Ride on happy. Hhhh.."

"You forgot, Cell. I forgot everything.."

"So cute, ihh.. Keep me alone at home, you want all?"

"Hhhhhhh..!!"

Vita arrives at Jihan's house. He called his daughter from under the attic. As usual the sound that resounded sounded quite loud.

"Dani! There's your friend!"

"Who?!"

"Rome! One more Vita!"

"Yeah! Just..!"

Marcel sighed letting Jihan move out of the room leaving him. Just now they were talking, Vita has come. Marcel took the bolster and immediately brushed his arms around him, lazy in motion.

"We'll just be a minute sir."

"Lho, but why did he get to the shoot?"

On the veranda of the house you ask his guest to come in, but Romi refuses subtly, choosing to wait for Jihan outside. You are also amazed by the condition of Vita, when asked Vita silent daydreaming, her eyes looking around.

"Come here, go in first. It's hot in there."

"Vit?"

Jihan reached the porch, they looked over. But Vita was blind, hearing Jihan, her eyes looking for the source of the voice.

"Sister..? Hhh.. Hhh! Sis?"

Jihan folded her forehead, she was dumbstruck, the Junior High girl had a problem with her eyesight. His body is cold looking moist jihan see. But just so Jihan found out, Vita didn't see it. Jihan hurriedly approached.

With the breath already somewhat hunting, Vita called out to Jihan. "Sister? Brother Jihan..? Hhh, hhh..! Brother..?"

"Hey, I'm Vit. What's your eye anyway?"

"Your boyfriend is sick?"

"Yes, it looks like Om. I was taken to the puskesmas, the same to the hospital, still crying."

"Hhh.. Hhh! Sis..?! Brother! Hhh, hhh.."

In front of Vita, Jihan lowered her two knees, she immediately hugged the boy. The friend was a bit strange and other than usual. But finally she wanted to shut up, clutching Jihan and crying.

"Sir Jihan! Dark Brother. It's dark! Hiiks! Ooh. uu-uu.."

Hearing the roar of the girlfriend's cries, Romi sat on the edge of the porch, limp in and he rubbed his head.

"Uhuwu. uuu-uu.."

"Hiks..! Dong Vit is. Kasian the Romi. Here's me. Elo napa's..? Hey..!"

"Hiks! Huhu. uu-u..!"

Jihan tightened her hug for the Junior High boy. He feels the temperature change, Vita's body starts to dry from the damp. Jihan repeated her question, while still holding Vita.

Vita was still crying, not stopping. "Euhe.!! Uu.. Huhu.. Hicks!"

He came again from inside the house and had brought a teapot with his glass. He put it on the bamboo table. The father then sat on the edge of the veranda, rubbing Romi's back.

Romi sobbing. Whether tired or sad, he was massaging his forehead, now rubbing his eyes. Maybe he's flickering. "Hiks! Hicks..! Hikkah!"

"Have Son. Patience." said the father while continuing to rub Romi's back.

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I want to be..

beautiful dreams in your sleep

Vita smiles at Romi while hugging him without knowing Romi's tears continue to flow.

Jihan sat on the floor against her bed, she was already in a mood. Marcel woke up from his sleep for the sake of the cries that were nearby.

Marcel hugged Jihan.

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Which you might miss

Because the steps are broken without you

Oh, because the heart is tired

Bugh.. Bugh..

Raven hit Marcel.

Marcel staggered.

Bru. uugh..! Marcel collapsed.

In Jihan's room, Marcel held Jihan firmly, asking to end the memories.

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I want to be something..

which you can touch

I want you to know..

that I always adore you

Without you, the lonely time to chain the heart

Oh, your shadow's like..

At work, Jihan daydreams at her drawings, pictures of bedil and poses Marcel holding a sword.

Gucraat..!!

Marcel swung the sword until birdy split. Then the shadow of Jihan floated into a photo of Marcel in the cave in the upper cut pose of the Mercy.

Srats!!

Traatts!!

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You are like a song in my heart

Who called my miss to you, oh

Like the air I hold

You've always been there..

Oh-uh-uh, oh-ho-uh-uh

Oh-uh-uh, oh-oh-oh..

"Area five? Against the AI soldiers?"

"Yes. I run, it's hard to myself. All about libido. Yuk?" take Marcel to Jihan.

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Only you can calm me down

Without you I feel lost

And deserted..

And deserted..

Bloch! Bugh!

Bukh..

Jihan kicked the cyborg's head off the victim's body.

In this slow motion around Jihan is difficult full of T-Rev Dark Fate soldiers who can also fly. Jihan's pajamas were torn apart and covered in blood.

Dreeddd!!

Mandadak all opponents Jihan passed through samurai blades..

DHUAARGH!!

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You are like a song in my heart

Who called my miss to you, oh

Like the air I hold

You've always been there..

"Hhh. hhh.. Hhh! Thanks Cell. Hhh.. Hhh!" jihan's puffing held onto the shoulder that had been broken.

Marcel nodded without a care for the scar near his eyebrows, the body full of burns.

In this air, all the T-revs they've been able to take down. Marcel's smile was gone, he saw the danger behind Jihan.

"Awass!"

DHUAARGH!!

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You are like a song in my heart

Who called my miss to you, oh

Like the air I hold..

You've always been there

There's always..

You've always been there

There's always..

When the terrain was quiet, Jihan held Marcel's body, sat in the desert and sobbed.

"Hikk.. Hicks! Cell. hyx.. Build plis.. Uhuu's.uhuu.."

Marcel did not move, his body was no longer helpless because his movement was the last for the sake of Jihan.

"Cell! Wake up! Hicks! Hicks! Huu. uuhu.. Ms. ceeel!!"

The girl did not wake up, Jihan cried out in her tears, she was left.

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You've always been there..

Sha-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-oh-oh..

Sha-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-oh-oh..

Sha-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-oh-oh..

There's always..

credit:

Once - Dealova's

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