
On a sunny morning Amila was taken by her father and mother to meet her forty-two-year-old uncle and one-child widower, her uncle's name was Ravit.
His only son was Aldi, who was two years older than Amila.
As time passed, Amila finally reached her uncle's place, "We have arrived dear" After Michel, her father Amila.
"Hemmmm, Iyah pah" Amila replied to her father's words weakly because indeed she was really lazy with her father's decision to leave her to her uncle, Amila's age has stepped twenty-four years this year.
Then Amila, her father, and her mother got out of the car and went into the territory of Ravit's house which was quite very large.
"Yeah, I'm not very good. What else do I know about uncle's nature" the new battery stepped on the porch of Ravit's house.
Michael knocked on the door with a greeting, "Assalamualaikum" in a voice large enough to be heard by Ravit.
Ravit opened the door and answered Michel's greeting. "Goddessalam".
Laughing laughingly Ravit hugged his older brother Michel who had not met for a long time and asked, "How are you!" By patting Michel's shoulder.
"Yahahahahahah is fine" replied Michel who replied to Ravit's clap with his pats as well and removed his wound.
"Let's go in" Ravit opened the door that had been slightly closed to let Amila and her family in.
"Okey, okay" replied Michel who immediately glanced at Amila and Siska and turned his eyeballs to give an entry signal.
Amila who is very lazy directly entered the house of Ravit which is quite spacious. Neat and classic home design with luxurious and unique equipment.
Amila immediately ignored him and looked back to the front and stopped when she reached a golden yellow sofa and a square pillow with soft fur.
Then Amila and her parents occupied a long chair that could be occupied by three people, while Ravit occupied a short chair that could only be occupied by one person.
Joking around for a while and drinking coffee until spending about an hour finally Michel decided to ask Amila permission to stay one month in the house.
By upholding the body of his severed legs Michel said, "So I actually asked permission to leave my son Amila to live here more or less one say it is".
"Oh, so you mean, Brother put your daughter to me? Hahahaha well if Amilanya want anyway I don't mind yah" replied Ravit with a strange look at Amila making Amila quite uncomfortable until Amila just continued to throw her face.
"Hemmmm" Michel immediately turned his gaze toward Amila, "Where is my dear? You want to stay a month with your uncle?" Michel asked where Amila was still throwing her face and looking in the opposite direction.
"No way!" Ketus Amila, but Ravit's gaze was more clearly visible as if he was thinking of something.
"Come baby? You know that Dad was really busy this month with your mom? So please understand" Michel's compulsion makes Amila quite upset and uncomfortable, inevitably Amila nods to her without turning around to look at Michel or perhaps more precisely to her uncle Ravit.
"Honey.... Please don't you throw that face away?" After Michel.
"Hemmm Yes!" Ketus Amila forced herself to turn her body and gaze.
"Ish, that's it. Why is Ravit's uncle thinking about me so much?" The batteries.
"Hemmm, then excuse me?" After Rini, Amila's mother.
"Dad, Iyah" replied Ravit who only said Iyah Iyah but still his view stole Amila's view.
"Remain? Uncle Ravit why the hell did you see me all that?" His conscience.
"Okay then, thanks again" After Michel who then stood with Rini.
Then Amila and Ravit stood up.
There are scenes like people leaving. Then Michel and Rini left Amila alone with their mother.
"I-iyah" Nervous Amila.
Then Amila and her mother Ravit came into the house.
"Eh, where's my room uncle?" Amila asked as she walked towards the sofa where she died with the suitcase containing her belongings.
Then when Amila reached the sofa and turned towards Ravit for not getting an answer, she was surprised when Ravit looked at her face with a very stinging air.
Sassy Ravit held Amila's cheek and said, "Other times, call me Brother only" His God drew closer to Amila.
Amila was very scared and just kept retreating where the more she retreated, the more Ravit advanced. "What does uncle want to do" he nervous.
But Amila immediately fell to the sofa and lay down because he continued to retreat, with the circumstances that make Ravit more and more there is a chance to do so.
Ravit immediately dropped himself and cracked his body to Amila's body until Amila objected to hold Ravit's heavy body that hit him. "Pa-paman".
But Amila just said that Ravit immediately kissed her lips, looking for a vile opportunity.
Ravit's warm kiss, whose hands are lying down, then Ravit removes his lips from Amila's lips and says, "Play a little with uncle, Amila".
Amila is increasingly afraid of the behavior of her uncle who, when Michel, her father, Amila left.
Ravit heard someone screaming.
"PAAAH" cried his son Ravit who was named Aldi.
"Hehe, you're safe now Amila" said Ravit who stood up and tidied up her clothes, as did Amila who was still scared and moody to distance herself from Ravit.
Aldi came and was surprised to see Amila in the sofa, "Who is the reward?" Tanya Aldo walked over to the sofa.
"He's your brother" answered ketus Ravit and immediately went to the neighbor to go upstairs.
Surely there lived Amila and Aldi.
"Are you okay?" Aldi's question made Amila dizzy as if she knew what Ravit was doing to her.
"Hmmm? I'm fine" replied Amila in a soft voice as she was still shocked by the scene.
Then Aldi sat beside Amila as if to calm Amila, "Then I take you to the most comfortable room?" Aldi's offer to get agukan only from Amila who was stifled silent.
Then Aldi brought Amila's suitcase and delivered Amila to his room.
Until the second floor and the room at the right corner of the room.
"Your room is here, huh? Hope it's comfortable" he said.
"It looks like this guy is good, hopefully he really knows that his papa is perverted" said Amila in his heart staring kindly Aldi.
"I'll excuse you then?"
"Hmmm? Yes"
Aldi left Amila alone in his room.
Then Amila went into his spacious room.
#Hey gays..... Remember the title of the crying novel in your heart? Because of the mess I turned into this novel, I'm so sorry gayssss. But this novel guarantees more interesting and excitinguuu. Don't forget to like your favorite commentaa')