
Hhh...
Record no, record no. Record it. Who knows, it could be evidence in the future.
Ck! Original, I feel like this paparazzi! Where's mamarazzi? Well the razzi more do not know where else?! Ked!!!
I went back to diving. After putting the phone back in the pocket of my kimono towel lying on the lounge chair not far from where I swim.
Oiya, this room is safe. Sterile and not too many people except all apartment residents. So free to put expensive items without any shoplifters. Might as well. Looks like! The rich man's time!? Hehe... That's in my mind; a lot of rich people have kleptomania! Hix...
Blububub blubububub
Swim tucked to and fro. Try to get a little closer. Amsyong! They even passed away, raising their feet from this swimming pool.
Hm...! Something's not right about this!
But, uh,... The Gatot pe'a! Mirina career woman, Bryan selebgram. Maybe they have work together. Project with business. Why is my mind so bad to think this way? His name is also a living person. Making friends and making friends is common in the circle of association. Guys. Why am I insecure about people?
But.., those chips that I saw were awkward.
Continue, holding the old hand while haha-hihi. Girl smiles spoiled, guy kerling flirtatious eyes tease. What does that mean?
Yay, Gatot Beg*! They can be familiar. Friendship. Or maybe... TTM an kayak lo same Alifah!!! (That's what I hope)
My chest rippled.
Hope strengthened. I hope they both have a relationship. That's the prayer I said to get Siti Alifah back. My most beloved widow.
...........
An hour with Gatot in the pool. (What the? Kaga is obviously bet!)
I went back to my apartment on the 10th floor.
Hhh...
Dizziness of this brain. I thought living in an apartment wouldn't hear strange noises and commotion from the next door neighbor.
There was also a voice. Especially if I open the balcony door wide, for the sake of breathing fresh air while menggopi haunti look at the moon and stars.
It's strange! Though surely the developer uses dampers or soundproof foam on every wall of the apartment. But koq, the voices of menes*h, merint*h, can enter through my balcony door!?
Like I thought. The next door neighbor is making love. Ck ck.
I think they are a newlywed couple! The same pillow smack down makes the ears itchy and goosebumps disco.
Ahah! I have sense!
I turned on the music with the sound system I had out loud. So that I am not disturbed by the struggles of those who provoke my orgasm as well.
As men mature, normal, it is only natural that their evening sports activities can impact my curiosity to play as well. Yes, I should be a big spectator! Without pay anyway! Hix... Badly sad, ah!
I deliberately twisted again the beat that kicked it quite stirred the soul prancing and follow up screaming.
An old song from an Indonesian band, which I myself do not know what year it exploded. But I like the music and the lyrics are naughty and bad.
Princess, the newly literate young girl
So wild because you want to be cool
And said trendy
Princess, you should be home
Fill out PR or physics lessons
Not at the discotheque
^^^A wolf like you tried to smell USA^^^
^^^From Red Label to without BH^^^
^^^ Behaviour changed as if living in LA^^^
^^^And you are proud
Daughter, dear your body is free
Just to chase one word
Let's say, sexy
^^^All sorts of you like the smell of USA^^^
^^^Love in DRIVE In while Week End^^
^^^All of your male friends resemble Junkis in LA^^^^
^^^And you laughed too
It's so fun this song! Yichoo!!!
But suddenly...
"Woy bangs*t! The sound of your music is disturbing! Woy!!!"
Someone shouted from the balcony next door.
Anjrit! She's the one who's upset, why am I being reprimanded?!?
Of course I yelled back at him.
Just delicious! I stay here and pay, Coy! Lo kira lo doang who can rule in the day. Make me blood up!
Patience Tot, patience!
"Next time close all the same windows! Make love in the room normally! Don't worry the neighbors! If you live you don't want to make a scene!!!" my babble again really wants to be satisfied.
At least his brain can think, why I stel music as hard as this because of their behavior as well.
"I'm sorry, Mom! Sorry!"
There was a loud female voice.
It must be the bin! Hehe... Storm, stormy and the same. Household shake, hahaha...! Anyway, use my anger because of the loud music. I also intentionally went to the balcony.
In the neighbor there must be no khan also. There must be mutual understanding let alone us one roof like this. At least do not disturb each other and try to maintain the comfort of life of fellow residents, it is better.
Ngeselin' bad!
Treeetc... Treeetc... Treeet
Mas Oji's calling
Hicks! I guess Alifah, it wasn't.
"Hallo, Mas Oji?"
...[.Tot! My antenna yok?]...
"Where?"
...[.Mally-mall! Find the same shoes! Yuk's? I am alone!]...
Maybe too! From me darting with the next-door neighbor's couple****, mending hanging out with Mas Oji.
"But it's nine more! It's also a gig, Mas! Another clash close!"
...[.There's a new mall that closes at eleven! Second goods branded all! Kuy!]...
"Assyoung! Just think!"
............
I accompanied Mas Oji hunting for clothes and shoes.
But it turns out I was confused too, because the price and quality of the goods available was quite tempting.
Another week the Marwan is getting married. Alifah and I became bridesmaids. I thought even though I was wearing a white ash High School uniform, but there was no harm in bringing a change of clothes. Make a walk with the Eel after the event is over.
Seengga'nya the Eel is not ashamed of my path, the Gatot Cute. My performance should be maximal in Alifah's eyes.
"Say you have no interest in shopping! But your groceries are even more than caves!" ledek Mas Oji made me cheat.
"Forgot, I have an event next week! Need some nice clothes! Hehe..."
"Lo style, what is Tot?"
"Married men! Kudu look cool dong beside gebetan! Hehe..."
"Must be! Hehe..."
Eh? My eyes stared at a slender body, all at once. Beautiful to the eye.
Alifa!!!
The Eel is here? Shopping for him too? She was fiancee again meeting another girl, does she not know?
"Welcome!!!"
I rushed up to him who was shocked to look at me.
Suddenly a middle-aged woman also approached my girl while holding her hand.
"It's good, honey! Try this!"
A graceful and elegant woman. It looks like your age but her appearance is very classy and falls into the category of socialite.
"Sir Mukti!"
"Y-yes, Mom!"
Oh, the Papa Alifah too!
"Try in the pass room!" the woman said to Papa Alifah.
Alifah's face looks a little pias looking at me.
It's like coding me not to get close. I understood and just smiled faintly, then passed from before him.
Ah Lipah! Why does this heart hurt? Sakiiit. I know you're on the same path as your camer. Prospective in-laws. But don't do that, too, with your attitude towards me! It is so painful, you know!!! Hix...
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