My Fancy Beloved

Slothful

"Warm!" pricil chirps as the uncle's sturdy arm circles around his flat stomach and his tiny body.

Pricil rested his hand on his uncle's hand, returning the hug. And Chandra further tightened his arm in the tiny body, he kissed the top of Pricil's head and he breathed deeply into the scent of his nephew's fragrant hair. Chandra is very pervasive and enjoys her first new moment with women. I don't know where the encouragement that makes him brave and reckless to do this.

Pricil closed his eyes feeling a warm sensation that ambushed his body, as the cold night wind greeted their bodies, leaving the two swept away in a hug. After that, Chandra stretched out the embrace and flipped Pricil's body slowly to face him, he began to gently caress Pricil's cheeks and his eyes were so fixed and locked onto each other. Chandra brought his face closer and fused his forehead with the niece's forehead. Then summarized his face with his hands, and he was about to land a kiss called Pricil. But the voice of someone stopped their activities.

"It feels like the world belongs to both.. the other is mah ngontrakk.." exclaimed one of the visitors who happened to pass their position. With a quick movement, Chandra broke away from the tiny body, and the two reflexively kept their distance. Chandra looked at the back of the person who had just passed him by narrowing his eyes. Because that person just happened to pass by, and didn't know each other.

Pricil so misbehaved, 'stupid you Sil, you may be lulled and washed away by the treatment of your uncle. He was perverted, knowing you' inner Pricil while tapping his own head.

"Uncle, come on, let's go home. It's so quiet here. Then there will be a begal, I don't want to die!" Pricil swung his pace first in front of Chandra. He spread his legs wide. And, immediately Chandra spelled out Pricil's steps that were not as wide as hers.

"Wait for dong, Sil. Later if you are the first to be legalized how, because you go first and leave me behind" grumbled Chandra and still continue to step. While Pricil chose not to respond to the words of the uncle, because if responded will never be finished and lead to debate.

While continuing to step in a parallel position, no one let out a sound. Until he got to the place where he put the bike earlier. The atmosphere of the visitors was already very quiet, only a few swords left that were giving their merchandise to take home.

"What time is this uncle, if only uncle's own motorcycle is parked here" said Pricil while approaching his uncle's vehicle, kang parkingpun seems to have gone home or even had a beautiful bobok at home.

Chandra glanced at the circular clock on his wrist, instantly his eyes bulging after seeing the figure inside the small round object, 'die me, get scorned by it like sister-in-law!!' Chandra sat down and immediately reached into his pocket to look for the key, after which he quickly turned his motor and told Pricil to go up immediately.

"Come, Sil. We're kemaleman!" chandra said in a panic.

"It was early in the morning, indeed" with his innocent look Pricil responded to his uncle's panic. They then left the bridge area and headed towards their home. The streets feel empty. Pricil felt cold back there, he hugged himself to warm his body. His teeth were grumbling with cold, Chandra glanced from his rearview mirror and saw Pricil holding back the cold. He pulled his bike over and stopped on the sidewalk.

"Down a moment, Sil. I'm going to get the jacket in the trunk" Chandra ordered after turning off the engine, Pricil said. Chandra grabbed the jacket and put the niece on. Once the jacket was attached, Pricil began to feel warm and the cold was reduced. They went back on their motorbike to split the streets that were already quiet, "Sil, hold ya, I want to speed it. Let's get home fast" Pricil holds Chandra's waist to hold on.

"That's tight, Sil, you'll fall." Chandra pulls Pricil's arm around his belly, and Pricil complies and circles his hands together. Chandra immediately gas.

Chandra knocks on her sister's door carefully, the house is deserted and the lights are turned off, so it's dark. Shortly thereafter, the sound of the key was played. The door opened, and the lights were turned on.

Chandra told Pricil to come in, and then he came in. "Where did you guys come home at this hour!" arya said with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

"Sorry brother, I was talking about Sisil playing the bridge. Not aware that it's a shame," said Chandra slightly lowered his head.

"We'll talk tomorrow, brother sleepy. You go back to your house" throw Arya away while shaking her hand, her eyes reluctant to open.

Chandra said she got out of her brother's house and went back to her own. Arya immediately locked the door and turned off the lights. He soon resumed his disturbed sleep. As Arya climbs back to her bed, Cahyani awakens. He opened his eyes and asked, "why brother?" she looked at her husband who was breaking his body.

"Chandra just came home, she brought her niece up this late" Arya said as she closed her eyes.

"Yes, tomorrow I advise him. Later if anything happens with Pricil, we are wrong. His parents' eyes" said Cahyani, who closed her eyes. There is no longer a word from Cahyani, because it is really sleepy. They went back to sleep to pick up their sweet dreams.

While in the room, Pricil still catapult eyes ketip can not sleep. Still circling in his head the shadow about his embrace earlier. Usually if the person who just hugged like that will dag dig dug his heart. But he is mediocre.

'Come on dong, sleep Sil. It's so bad, tomorrow you go to school. Don't think that macem-macem' Pricil is entrenched.

'This is because uncle, try not to hug me earlier. I must be sleeping now!' he turned his body to the left.

So, Pricil is thinking about it because of the incident, but not as people say. 'Say if we think of something related to the guy is said to be in love again. But, Pricil is not gerogi, not deg-deg'an or others. It's just hard to tell the memory of events.'

'Whether it is also included in the criteria of falling in love, definitely not dong. Not included at all.' Pricil is at war with his inner self.

After tired of crowding his body, and trying to think with his logic, Pricil can sleep peacefully. He threw away all the thoughts in his head.