MY GIRLFRIEND IS A PURE VIRGIN

Second meeting

Sunday morning is beautiful. Although sleepy, but the second meeting with a handsome man and unyu-unyu this makes the heart not stop pounding, sometimes making Lala blush shyly because often praised by Heri.

Digombalin but there is a sense of pleasure to hear Lala does not deny it, flowery taste.

He make me so melting ulala shalalala...

"Come to my house, beautiful"

"far no? Sleepy euy, who's at your house?"

"Deket kok is still a pecenongan area as well, there is bokap, sodara, rame pajanna."

"Wow, shame where still this morning, hadeh!"

"Look down, you'll be at home pretty."

"Yes pesennya Kfc to be taken home, ntar I pay."

"Don't be beautiful, let me pay."

"If I'm rejected, I'll go home."

"That don't be confused dong gorgeous, yes I pesen first wait a moment ya."

I nodded my head and smiled sweetly.

"Why do I want to go to her house. Ah, why don't I refuse? Drowsiness effect times, buti's hempong." - grunts.

"I brought a motorbike, so sleepy is it beautiful?"

"Lumayan, hoam."

Vaporized a thousand times, lebay yak!

"Duh, fear of jatoh if naek motor, how about we naek aja taxi yes beautiful? My bike lives first."

"Clearned? Naek bajaj lah let cepet until your house, already not strong nih my eyes already five watts."

"OK on pretty."

In Bajaj Lala had fallen asleep, not until fifteen minutes until he arrived in the front yard of Heri's house.

From the front of the street entrance to the alley of Heri's house the atmosphere was quite crowded that morning.

Heri suddenly held Lala's hand, she was shocked instantly and her heart was pounding even more.

Lala walked wildly with a smile knot every nigger Heri along the street alley to his house.

"But why when Heri took my hand again I couldn't resist! Oh em ji, what's wrong with me?" his inner.

"Goddessa ..."

"Maroshaaikumsalam ..."

Chequek...

The door opened and saw the figure of a tall middle-aged man who was big, dashing, tanned and mature wearing a smiling peci.

"Eh Heri, come in. Take who?"

"Yes sir, know Heri's girlfriend her name is Lala beautiful, keep this Kfc from Lala."

"What ? Girlfriend ?" lala murmuring.

Again Lala was made to be surprised by the words of Heri to his father. She could only smile as she grabbed her father Heri's hand to please him.

"Boyfriend, when did he shoot me? Ah ah I'm sleepy whatever." he thought.

"Repot very La, thank you. If you want to sleep, just do not consider it your own home."

"Why did his father Heri know I was sleepy? Did I see that my face was so sleepy?" his inner.

"Together, yes sir."

Heri went into the room and left Lala and Heri in the living room.

Not long after coming to him his aunt, uncle and brother Heri met him. Lala is happy because all Heri family is kind, friendly and welcome with her.

After meeting and chatting for a while with Heri's family, Lala permission to sleep because she was sleepy crazy.

All of Heri's family left her and returned to their respective activities.

"Do you want to sleep in a room that's not pretty?"

"There's a folding mattress ? If there can't be a mattress in front of the tv?"

"There's a beauty, I'll take it first."

Heri fast motion grab a folding mattress from the room to the front of the tv.

Lala began to lay down her body on the folding mattress that Heri had provided for her in front of the tv, the wall clock in Heri's house showed at half-ten in the morning, in seconds Lala was asleep.

The time of introduction to the Heri family, was confused also Lala because he did not get acquainted with the figure we usually call mother or mamah.

"Where is Heri?" thought.

Lala slept as a toddler, Heri covered her with affection. Heri went to Lokasari to grab the motorbike that he accidentally left there, on the sidelines to Lokasari he texted Lala's phone.

Heri smiled to herself after texting Lala and her cheeks flushed red.

Lala opened her eyes slowly, left-right lyrics and saw a wall clock showing at four o'clock past twenty in the afternoon. He rubbed his face and rubbed his eyes slowly.

"Evenings, still sleepy, where is Heri?" thought.

Tilted to the right, he opened the phone and read the text from Heri.

"I LOVE U HONEY BUNNY SWEETY MUACH!"

The deg!

His heart was pounding quickly it felt like he was going to jump out of the heart, waking up the life of the bellows gathering open the phone made of persimmon, his own smiles, making him blush embarrassed.

"Aaaa co cuit Heri" her inner.

"LOVE YOU MORE!"

"Eh, what am I? Duh belom life gathering has been sent again tuh sms, gaswat. Au ah's! How is this shameful of this quick time? Where can I sms who sent to him, dead chicks, oneng lu La!"

Still grumbling while shaking my head and covering my face with both hands.

"Rilex relax, take a deep breath and then breathe out slowly, huft!" muttered.

Repeated several times until his heart pounded back to normal and his feelings felt relieved, plong felt.

"Maaci is beautiful, is she awake? Back in front of the alley."

"Maaci for what? Well not connect me, life is still manned, pea lu La." he thought.

"Yes, I've got a demon, uh a demon, oh okay."

"Aaaa funny thing pretty me, emesss huh."

Lala blushed embarrassedly reading it, heart flowery. Can not be expressed in words anymore, feeling happy, happy, persimmon, jaundice, likes, love, jumbled anyway it feels like to somersault, koprol, ballet dance aja hahay. Ulla scaralalala aselole, Lala happy.

Lala got up from the throne of the contest and tidied up the pillow bolsters of quilts stacked on top of the folding throne.

"Later to enter Heri into the room, there is no way I will enter, not polite. I'm the first time I've been here" he murmured.

Lala just wanted to sit on the couch in the tv room, nongol her nose and she immediately cleaned her folding mattress in the room.

"Laper isn't pretty, what do you want to drink? Not copying?" si Heri's.

"Not yet laper, but a nice coffee to smoke me."

"In front of the yuk alley there is a noodle shop, can coffee there as well. What do you want to do in↓house?"

"Yuk, coffee at a gangan stall."

Then the two of them walked to the noodle shop that was in front of the gangan, the man who expressed his love for Lala by texting did not release his hand grip along the memory lane. Eaaa.

"Bro coffee two goodday cappucino ya."

Lala took a biscuit and sat in the chair available in the stall, pulled a cigarette from the wrapper lit and began to be sucked while paying attention to the surrounding situation.