Love Brother Courier

1. The Catastrophe Carrier Package

“Excuse me..package..” shouted a delivery courier right in front of the fence a boarding woman.

The costs seem lonely. All the doors seemed closed.

“This is which one room owner package?”

The courier read the name on the package. “Keyla. Ah, take COD again. If it's already paid off can tip neighbor.”

“Excuse me...Miss Keyla..package..” shouted the courier again while wailing to see the boarding doors are still closed from the top of his matic motor.

Before long a woman aged approximately 30 years out of one of the boarding rooms neatly dressed and already carrying a bag as if to go out.

“Who to find, Mas?” ask the woman when she gets out of her boarding fence.

“This, Mba. I want an anterin package on behalf of Mba Keyla. Do you know Mba Keyla?” answer the high-body courier.

“Package? Mas this is a courier, huh?” asked the woman again while watching the man in front of her from top to bottom.

Dih, it's normal Mba, look at it. I've never seen a handsome guy. Inner the courier.

“Iya, Mba. I'm a courier, want anterin package on behalf of Mba Keyla. Mba Keyla?” ask the courier by trying to be friendly.

“Oh, Keyla. This new occupant of the cost, huh?”

Yes, how do I know. Am I a census officer?! Courier grouse in heart.

The woman then pointed at the door of the room the person was looking for. “Keyla that room, Mas. The door has white paint. Just go there, gedor his room. He used to wake up. If not digedor, Mas can karatan wait for him here.”

“About getting in there huh, Mba?”

“If you go into his room you can't. It's strict here, Mas. Mas can be paraded residents around the complex later if together with the same occupants of the room. If the door to his room is not a problem.”

“Oh, so. Okay, Mba. Thanks infonya. Then I try to get rid of it first. Coincidentally this package is COD, not yet paid, so I have to transfer directly to the one who has.”

“Yes, gedor just there! May Keyla cepet open the door.”

The woman left the courier with the package in her hand.

The courier took off his helmet and put his helmet on the bike. After that he went inside the fence and knocked on the door the woman had pointed at.

Tok to tok.

“Excuse me...Package...”

From inside the room appears a girl was pacing back and forth biting the tip of her thumb while holding a mobile phone. The girl's face seemed to be lingering thinking of something.

Hearing someone knock on the door, the girl gasped and was shocked. The girl was Keyla Andriani. Slim, white, long black hair with faceted cuts. Her face was very pretty with pliable eyelashes and pink lips. The girl peeked out from behind the window who came knocking on the door of her room.

Keyla was stunned to see a tall and handsome-looking man right in front of her bedroom door. The man wearing black jeans and a black hoodie jacket seemed to be holding a package.

Is he a delivery courier?

Keyla was silent for a moment. He saw his cell phone again for a moment.

Also a guy in front. I think I have an idea to avoid this match.

I don't know what the plan is in his head right now, he suddenly hides behind the door of his room.

“Excuse me...Keyla MBA...Package...” call that courier again while knocking on the door.

“Iya, just in. The door was unlocked,” Keyla said from inside the room.

Uh, what the fuck is asking to go in all? Can be raided by residents later. Inner the courier.

“Sorry Mba, can you come out for a minute? I just want to deliver the package, Mba. Coincidentally this package must be paid as well,” said the courier again.

“Aduh...Mas, please, my leg hurts. Can't walk, Mommy. Sign in a minute, I'll pay.”

Keyla kept trying to seduce the courier to want to go into his room.

The man looked at his watch. Delivering just one package has taken up his time so far. Not to mention the other packages. Finally the man also fell. He intends to give the package, receive the money, then leave the place as soon as possible.

“Good, Mba. I'm a permit to enter, yes.”

The man held the doorknob and opened the door slowly. That door is not locked. He opened the door wider and looked into the pink room.

“Mba Keyla's...Hello...” call the man from the doorstep. He didn't know Keyla was struggling to hide behind the door he opened.

“Where did it go? There was a voice coming from inside. It may not be the voice of se*tan. Early in the morning where there is se*tan.”

Dih, haphazardly! My time is called se*tan, anyway. Gerrutu Keyla in heart.

The man went one step inside. He saw that there was a bathroom inside whose door was closed. Suddenly she remembered that Keyla had said that her leg hurt.

“Didn't she fall in the bathroom? He said his leg hurt. I have to check, nih.”

Worried, the man immediately entered intending to knock on the bathroom door. But soon he was shocked when the sound of the door closing from behind.

Braakkkk.

Keyla quickly closed the door and locked it from the inside. The man was surprised and turned around. Again the man was surprised to see a beautiful girl wearing a dress in front of him. What a soothing sight to the eyes.

Keyla was also surprised. He did not expect, this man turned out to be very handsome. It seemed that he did not wrongly intend to trap the man in front of him.

“Sorry, why is the door closed? Your name is Keyla? Here's your package, please pay the money. After that I will go,” the man said as he gave the package he had in his hand.

Keyla quickly picked up the package and threw it away.

“I don't need the package. I need you.”

Huh huh?

Not yet had the man spoken, Keyla suddenly pushed the man very strongly. Not expecting a surprise attack, the man immediately fell on the bed with Keyla on it. Not only that, Keyla quickly got up and sat on the man's stomach.

“Hey, what are you doing? Are you crazy? We can be accused of doing something like this,” hardik the man.

“Good. Indeed that's what I'm waiting for,” Keyla replied indifferently.

“Keep away or I'll be rude to you!” threaten the man seriously.

“No! You have to help me first,” Keyla argued while moving on top of the man's stomach so that it made the man feel cold hot because there was a turbulent down there.

“Yeah God, what dream did I have last night to deliver that doom pack to you?! Cease moving. I don't want to be lost*I'm lost by you!” snapped at the man who was already overwhelmed holding himself back.

“Dih, what's the connection? I'm just asking you to help me,” Pinta Keyla again while still moving.

Oh, myGod...Just be right. Do I have to give up my piracy just for delivering the package si*al the bearer of the disaster? The complaint in the heart.

There were soon voices coming from the front door of the room. Keyla knew that voice. It was the voice of his parents. Suddenly Keyla immediately tried to pull the man's jacket and open the plain shirt as well so that plastered sixpack athletic stomach. Of course it wasn't easy for Keyla to do. He was forced to tickle the man until he finally managed to do what he planned.

Not until there, Keyla also pulled the front buttons of the upper dress that she wore so that her chest was clearly visible in the eyes of the man.

Glekk.

The man swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. I don't know what sin he committed to be treated to such a seductive thing before his eyes.

“Key...Keyla...” heard the voice of a middle-aged woman calling her name while knocking on the door.

While in the room, the man tries to escape from Keyla. Unfortunately Keyla even tickled the man again so he had trouble running from Keyla who was still on his body.

Hearing a man's voice from inside, Keyla's parents became suspicious. “Keyla...open the door! Whose voice is that inside?”

Coincidentally the mother of the boarding house passed by and asked what needs Keyla's parents to come there. The mother could hear the voice of the man inside. That is a special cost for women only.

Finally Keyla's father inevitably had to break down the door with the approval of the boarding house.

Braakkkk.

Door opens. The first sight to be seen was on the bed there Keyla was under a man while draping his hands on the neck of the man who was not dressed.

“Keyla, what are you doing?”

Seriate...

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