Love to Aruna

NEW STORY

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Assalamualaikum🙏🤗

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This abal-abal author again brings a new story that will entertain you guys².

Finally, after seven full moons passed. This obscure author brings back the story of Richardo Anggara. Dicko and Aruna's son. Hopefully his story will not be as dramatic as the story of his father's mother who was a member of the group

Here it is ...

Ehem ... want to say what else ya🤔, confused I tuh🙄

Dah lah, instead of talking gaje, mengingan directly just click my profile. The story has come out.

Don't forget to tap love, like and comment it yes & do it

All flowers🤭

Ngarep aja otor. It's not clear either.

Hadeeeh was confused about what else.

Yes, that was it first.

Stay excited ya friends² 💪🤗

Do not forget to take care of health so that the spirit of pantengin his story Richardo, the boy nackal rivet.

Saranghae & ️

Warm Greetings

**Othor Kawe 😘

This is the story**

In front of the entrance, the Ferrari 488 Spider Red has pulled over. All eyes were on the entrance. A security guard opened the car door.

After completing his studies, this grandson never returned to his country. Just because he was found to often play women, so the father took decisive action. By returning him to his own country.

But it seems not like the news that blows. A man who got out of the car was not even what many women expected.

Even the Anggara family who had been waiting for his arrival was made surprised not kepalang. Not a handsome man like the one in the hum of many women. The one who got out of the car was a tall man with a grey hair. Complete with thick glasses that frame his face.

The tall man walked confidently splitting the line of employees. Almost all of the employees were laughing at the sight. But I dare not hear his laughter.

The man stopped his steps right in front of the Anggara family. He did not care even though dozens of employees were laughing at him. He just carries out orders.

"Where is Ardo? Why did you even get out of the car? You who?" Opa Danu directly charged at him with questions.

The man even showed a wide grin. "I'm Ardo Opa's friend. I'm Donal."

"Truly the boy," growled Dicko withholding his anger.

"Patience, dear. He must be somewhere now." Aruna tried to calm her husband who was starting to get angry.

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Meanwhile, in a star hotel room.

In the middle of a king-size bed, two different types of human children are racing to quench thirst in their increasingly turbulent souls.

Two sighs chime in the air, filling the room with shades of white. In line with the sheets that now look disheveled.

Long groans sound when the pleasure of racing is achieved. A handsome man came down from the bed. As he walked into the bathroom, he said,

"Take the check on that table. I already paid you. And your job is done. Now put your clothes back on and leave this place."

The woman who was still in her undressed state smiled widely.

"Thankyou Baby (thank you dear)."

The woman also got off the bed. Soon he put his clothes back on. After that he stepped to the door. But not yet had the woman swing her steps, someone barged in violently.

"Where is Brother Ardo?" ask a beautiful girl with anger covering her.