Love Repaid Betrayal

eat pasta

In Apartment.

Tifani blinked, her hands fumbling for blankets as her body began to feel a chill. Right now in Spain it is snowing. He was finally forced to wake up with his eyelids not fully open, his hands supporting the arm of the sofa as a pedestal. He circulated his gaze around the living room, "Ck!" He's whining.

His hands hugged his small body withstanding the bone-piercing cold as he walked into his room, He walked over carefully worried about being stepped on by the broken bottles scattered on the floor of the living room. Just laid his body on his soft bed. Suddenly the damn stomach doesn't want to cooperate with Tifani. His stomach felt strange, his head that had hurt not much more, even began to feel dizzy, forcing Tifani to wake up again.

Tifani rem*as stomach as strong as possible in order to survive to the bathroom. He attached his body to the door and pushed, The bathroom door opened, Tifani rushed into the bathroom, Tifani WASTAFEL's destination.

Tifani lowered her head into the square box, then sure enough.

"Hukk...Hueekk..." He pulled out his entire stomach, the yellow liquid coming out of Tifani's stomach, combined with the pungent smell of the nose in the bathroom. Disgusting.

Tifani continued to secrete until his stomach was completely empty. Feeling that his stomach was starting to feel good, Tifani looked up, he lit a water faucet so that the flow of water swept the vomit marks, he said, He also took water with his hands and rinsed his mouth not forgetting a little water drunk and then gargled, after which the traces of water from his mouth was thrown again into the sink. Tifani reached out her hand taking a tissue in the box that was affixed to the bathroom wall near the sink, to wipe her mouth.

"duh.. Why is my stomach not so good? Is it because I haven't eaten anything directly I've been drinking alcohol? Duh..." Tifani pressed down on her stomach enduring the unbearable pain.

After removing all of his entrails, Tifani rushed into the kitchen she was looking for something to prop up her hungry stomach.

"There's pasta. I had to cook pasta in the middle of the night, instead of starving to death" Tifani murmured.

He started boiling the water and then put the pasta in the hot pot. While waiting for the water to boil Tifani cut the complement, Bombay, paprika, sausage, bacon and mozzarella cheese. Tifani also began struggling with kitchen tools although his stomach felt increasingly biting the inside of his stomach.

Sure enough it only took ten minutes for Tifani to cook. He began to serve the pasta on the plate. Tifani pulled up the chair then he sat down. His hands began to feed the paste into his mouth.

"Hmm.enak," Tifani brbicara herself while nodding to enjoy her homemade pasta. Bribe by bribe until the plate is empty while Tifani forgets who Rico is.

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Bruce put the paperbag on the nightstand. He thought for what to replace if the one worn does not smell and dirty. Bruce thought Lestari dress would be wet as well as his but in fact all are still worth wearing. Yes, it is stored in the kitchen just to keep watch if later needed.

Bruce smiled as he scratched his head as his eyes stared at the bed the woman was sleeping on her stomach, showing off her beautiful legs as if asking to be touched again.

"Tars...Dance?" He called softly.

"Wake up undaunted, drink it out of the crying', you can't go straight to sleep anymore" call Bruce again.

Bruce sat on the sofa of his hotel room his hands were pinching the remote button looking for a good event. Bruce likes action movies let alone the Mafia genre, it's his favorite movie.

"Who's sleeping? I'm not sleeping" said Lestari.

Bruce smiled as his eyebrows shot up, "Then?" sahut Bruce's.

"I'm ashamed to see you" Lestari replied. He was still with his face covered on a pillow.

"Sound! It's like a kid. Get up, or I'll wake up" said Bruce.

"Alright if you dare to approach," He got up, then sat down on the bed. His face was embarrassed.

"What kind of hotel is this on?" ask Lestari.

"Why not check the current location you are on the internet? Yuk. while waiting for the smart app to show your current location, come have a drink with me here," invite Bruce. His hand patted the sofa asking Lestari to come sit with him.