Me VS Crazy CEO's

Anu loe, loe property...

"Bee ! ga unseal me, don't you bee ?!" Ica pulled the jacket of Jihad up to her room. But Jihad is silent in a thousand languages.

So intense Ica to not remember any events before going to bed.

"Awhile my tadpong gede in dalem sana !" Ica is getting bigger.

"Ga may, the unboxing period first, not yet legal !! ko I don't know what, rich said Kara ! seingetku you just sing really ugly, already that's your childhood story, "Ica feel the palpable of her lower abdomen and every inch of her body.

Jihad laughs at this nosy girl. Jihad only retaliated for Ica's actions last night that had made her stand in front of the refrigerator so as to hold the hot h4wa in her that was increasingly unbearable.

The flashback

"Change your clothes, bed time will wear office clothes that !" say Jihad.

"Whose cake?" ask Ica. Jihad looked for his t shirt in the closet, he handed it to Ica.

"You're out !" Ica Pinta.

"Yes, can't you peep a little ?" ask Jihad, Ica shook her head.

Before long Ica had changed her clothes, honestly the soul of a normal man Jihad thrashed her made, Jihad T-shirts that drowned Ica with selem*pak or black shorts that were drowned by her T-shirt.

Ica get on the bed, please,

"Bee, "

Intentions only want to take his personal laptop to move files from the office flash. Ica even whined it around.

"Yes you are sleeping ! I'm here !" jihad put his laptop back on the bed, covered Ica's waist while he sat outside the blanket leaning Ica's head against her chest and stroking Ica's head gently.

"You have cried, now rest, "said Jihad.

"It's not a dream, bee, if I open my eyes, you're still here, right ? with me ?" tanya Ica looked up, still not believing if Jihad was with her.

"Hey, look at me. Even if this is just a dream enjoy, don't be afraid to go through it. Wherever I go whenever I will be with you, "Jihad answered, lowering his head to softly kiss the chewy lips of Ica.

The kiss was not short, Jihad had released his p4g*ut4n, staring at Ica stick, but immediately then reunited his lips with Ica's lips, scooping affection together, not kissing just satisfying navfsoe alone.

"I was afraid to lose control of yank, " whispered Jihad back his lips, but his forehead he put on Ica's forehead.

Ica leaned her head against the chest of Jihad.

"Singing dong bee, from High School I have never known your voice, can sing what you want, the sound period ka Milo doang tauunya," Ica pinta.

"I can't sing, "Jihad answered.

"Nyanyiin nina bobo, don't use the crooked, plate-only rich toll road, " replied Ica.

"I can't sing, my God !" kekeh Jihad refused.

"Try a little.." force Ica.

"Okay, but you slept after this !" pinta Jihad, his hands reaching behind Ica's ears, rubbing a swab gives comfort, like a mother to her child, Ica even closed her eyes feel comfortable. Jihad is comfort. And of course the storehouse of money too, Ica smiled.

Ica's eyes, which were almost half a watt, automatically widened and blew her laughter as the sound of Jihad echoed in her hearing like a radio was broken.

"Ninaa...Bo.bo..."

"Bwahahahaha !" Ica chuckles. The drowsiness instantly dissipated like ashes blown by the wind.

"Astagfirullahaladzim ! " Ica still chuckled holding her grieving stomach, Jihad Manyun and even tickled Ica.

"Kan, suck !" nagel Jihad.

"That's right, your voice is good ! so good is the rich sound of rusty door hinges !" Ica replied, Jihad is tickling the girl who laughs more and more loud and rebellious.

Tokks.tok....

Milo stood at the door of the Jihad chamber.

"Ji, you two are doing it anyway ?! noisy oyyy, this is me sleeping ! the new driver just lost noisily, "said Milo.

"Sut !!" Jihad put his index finger in front of his lips.

"Loe both haven't legit oyyy !" peekik Milo's.

"Well back, don't bother !"

Jihad and Ica returned to their original positions, as well as Jihad who had rubbed the hair and head of Ica, he said,

"Bee, tell me what kind of cake.si kancil cake or what, the pokonya you say ! let me sleepy !" Ica Pinta.

"What story ? rich boy just ask in fairy tale," said Jihad sewot.

Jihad only tells as much as possible, what was in his head at that time, not even hesitant he told me about his habits as a child, not how long Ica fell asleep in the arms of Jihad. This girl is sweet when she falls asleep, whoever sees Ica, won't believe it if this girl's the real bar. Jihad smiled as he tidied his future wife's hair, tucked it behind Ica's ears, curled up like a child. Jihad pulled the blanket up to Ica's waist, to be honest the sight disturbed her man's instincts, Jihad's brain until the mess he made, only saw pa*ha Ica who was smoothly exposed only to him until the ozeng, not to mention the formation of Ica body increasingly makes it less sane.

"Bakwan.bakwan..gue a normal guy, loe sodorin pa*ha gini directly yell at me !" Jihad covered Ica with a blanket from the eyes of her haha*name man.

Jihad pulled his arm over Ica, then got out of bed, holding something that was stirred and not channeled was really tortured and suffering. Jihad came down to the kitchen, he opened the fridge and stood feeling the coldness of the fridge, he grabbed a cold canned drink and stuck it on his head. Milo laughed from behind.

"Married cepetan food ! kasa kan loe, the torment of nahannya ! stick two dads in the room again, "milo's lead.

"Si@*lan loe !" aspersion Jihad. Jihad sat on the middle sofa, with a canned drink that he still had on his head.

"Let's chilly pantyhose sono bath !" milo.

"Gue has taken a shower, I have to take another shower !" answer the scourge of Jihad.

"Why is Loe here ? not Kara's 'meeting !" ask Jihad.

"I'm asleep, I'm off tonight, but he's tired." replied Milo.

Flashback.

"What ga, will soon also be married !" with ease Jihad said. Ica throws a book at Jihad that this man immediately catches.

"Ga maybe ah, I don't understand what what !" answer Ica.

"Great am I, you're comfortable, it doesn't hurt ?!" Jihad without sin.

"Baboong !!!" Ica throws books back at Jihad.

Hearing the voice of Jihad and Ica inside, two people entered the room.

"God !!!! what are you two doing ? this office room is already rich ship broke ?!" said Kara who was gawking saw the book lying where, with Milo behind her.

"Tuh Ra, temen loe ! berserk bersamuk semalem I unboxing ! tell me who is nyodorin himself with me" replied Jihad.

"Ra, lie to him, good at slandering Ra !" Ica Refutation.

"Ah is it ?!" Kara is shocked and approaches Ica.

"Loe hurts ga Ca, where am I trying to see ?!" Kara suddenly examines every part of Ica's body, turning Ica, Milo and Jihad laughing at the absurdity of the two.

"What's sick is Ra?" ask Ica.

"Yes that's it, got loe !" kara Sewot.

"What do I have ?!" tanya Ica doesn't understand Kara's ambiguous language.

"That's it ! anu loe ! property loe, Allahu rabbi of my time must be clearin !" pissed Kara.

Jihad and Milo are getting chuckle with the alien language, that and anu from Kara and Ica.

"What property ? home ?!" ask Ica.

"Loe twin mountain ! goa loe ! I've been long !" peekik Kara's.

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