JUNIOR
part 21's
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Rattling rainwater is very heavy, making the weather this morning quite cold, to make some people lazy to move and prefer to curl up under their blankets.
Among them are, both couples who are in separate rooms, but take shelter under the same roof. Saga and Vana.
The two people still closed their eyes perfectly, sleeping peacefully under the thick, warm blanket. If it wasn't Sunday, Vana would be in the school toilet to clean up.
Cringes, crings, crings!
The sound of an alarm went off beside the body of a woman there, but it seemed that she was not at all disturbed by the noise. Lose with the sound of rain.
“Hoaam ... Oh my God, where am I? Why is it so cold? Am I in heaven with my mom?” the woman, still with her eyes closed, pressed the blanket on her body.
He's gawking, Guys.
“Hoam ... ck! What time is it?!” unfortunately, when the alarm sound on the nightstand again and again sounds. Really disturbed his sleep!
At 05.00.
Moving lazily from the top of the mattress, then walking into the bathroom to take ablution water, doing his duty as a Muslimah.
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Next to Vana's room, it turns out that Saga has been awake for some time. The man was in the bathroom, staring at his disheveled face in front of the mirror. No less handsome than Lutung Kasarung.
Evaporating, Saga took a toothbrush and originally took something that she thought was odol.
This is Saga why, woy?
“Anjrot, facial soap. Who the hell is this putting here? Very little work.”
Either start out insane, or how. What he clearly forgot, that he was the one who put skin care in the bathroom. The pro depression.
After a long time he was there to clean himself up, then because he was not in his right mind he prayed first, before finally walking to the kitchen for breakfast.
The man was only wearing a casual suit and pants, even though the weather was quite cold this morning. The rain still has not subsided, even more intense, because the universe is crying to see Saga salat.
Minwhile Saga: Shit you, thor! Totally sinful.
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In the kitchen room of the apartment, Vana was already there, struggling with cooking utensils and raw materials that will be processed.
The woman was going to cook the shrimp, but stopped when she remembered Saga hated shrimp so much. Shrimp is her favorite food. So he just cooks a special omelette that fits in cold weather now.
Just now that the omelet had landed neatly inside the plate, Vana suddenly gasped in shock as two burly hands coiled perfectly in her stomach. Whatisthis? Breathe in .. discard. No shame, Va.
“Why? Yaudah kali, continue the cooking, do not need to shock it,” said the person behind Vana's body.
No, Va. It's not a hallucination, but it's a reality. Is Saga really crazy? Hopefully so, because if the man is sane, he will not want to be sweet, because it is wrapped up by prestige.
Because Vana's still craving, yasudah. She pretends not to care and instead releases Saga's hand from her stomach. In his heart he was very happy.
