
Prass's car was speeding, without the slightest chatter from the couple. Elijah didn't think much about where Prass would take him. All he thought about was what Prass was thinking right now. She looked at her husband who was focusing on driving with a cold look.
Then Elijah threw his face to the side. The green rice fields that lay along the road. Although he felt alien to the path they were going through, he was reluctant to ask. He felt awkward because of the incident in the mall earlier. He wondered why Prass's attitude had turned cold like this.
After how much time, the car goes into a beautiful residential area and stops at one of the houses. House with minimalist type 2 floors painted light blue with some white gypsum accents.
"Let's go in." said Prass, pulling Elijah's hand to follow him.
" Whose house is this?" ask Elijah.
" Our house." answered Prass flatly.
Prass brings Elijah in, the house is already complete with furniture. The house is clean, unlike an empty house in general. It seems like someone is cleaning up routinely.
" You met who El was." Santa Prass arrived.
" mk...hmmmmm..." Elijah hesitated to answer.
" Who El is...." Prass raised his voice.
" Mas's Theme..." Elijah started to fall.
" Who El...!" Prass's eyes started to turn red.
" Arya.." Elijah arrived.
" Oh so since she's your ex-boyfriend, you could just as casually hug in public haaah?!.... You already have El's husband, where is your pride? you think marriage is a game? I never forced you to marry me, you came for a wedding..Then is this how you do it?" cercas Prass.
" Maaas.." refuted Elijah could not hold back tears, trying to touch Prass's hand but brushed it aside. " I'm sorry.." added Elijah.
" I suspect, did you do more with him?! until you get married to me when the man disappears? are you pregnant with her child but are confused that no one is responsible? " hardik Prass's.
" God Mas.tega you accuse me with such vileness..hiks...hiks..I am still a holy Maaas.
" Why don't you want me to touch??? am I not worthy of your soul? are you afraid I know you're not a virgin?" Prass stared with a red face, his heart and mind filled with jealousy. Elijah could only silently shake his head, continuing to drip his circle of sadness.
Long they remained silent.
" I can't guarantee my current state is still holy or not, you should know right Maaas? you forget, I once woke up naked with you beside me." Elijah said arriving until Prass' eyes rounded in shock.
" I didn't do it El. I assure you.." tangkis Prass. Elijah just threw his face away.
Prass hugged Elijah. Until Elijah almost fell but was held back by Prass's very tight embrace.
" I'm sorry for my jealousy El.. I love you too much, I don't want anyone else to touch you.you're just mine El.." Prass whispered right in Elijah's ear.
" Have me Maaas..." Elijah replied with an ambiguous remark.
Prass took off his embrace, holding both cheeks Elijah stared intently at.
" Can?" said Prass. Elijah nodded doubtfully, carving a wide smile on Prass' face.
Uh.. what does that mean?
Seeing Elijah's nod, Prass immediately launched his action. Soon he grabbed the rancid lips in front of him. Kiss it deep and full of excitement.
Elijah accepted it with confusion and confusion. What did he say wrong? ko Prass became so passionate, that it seemed like it would be difficult to contain. Elijah did not expect his speech to be considered Prass as an invitation to release. The chastity release of a girl????
Prass is getting out of control, his hands are guerrilla where. Like a child who gets a new toy, every inch of the toy he explores. In the body of Elijah, he was carried and carried to the bed of the bedroom.
Elijah was scattered with heart and eyes could not be separated from the girl. Elijah's face was red, enduring embarrassment. His heart rippled, his heart also skipped a beat. He also felt that hundreds of butterflies in his stomach were flying with his young spirit and his youthful turmoil that began to feel stimulated.
Prass won't waste any time. He reconsidered the lips of Elijah's ranum.********* inside, as if it didn't matter if there was a rainstorm now though he wouldn't let the girl off for a second.
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