Past For Future's

Half or Full

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The afternoon had arrived, and dusk was beginning to say hello. A beautiful and charming girl was singing with the buskers. As if she did not distinguish castes, the girl was very sincere in comforting the street children.

A man who had just arrived was amazed by Oliv who was busy joking around with the buskers. Marcel smiled faintly to see the Princess of King Baskara displaying his angelic side. Marcel knew Oliv for a long time, and this is the attitude of Oliv who has a plus in the eyes of Marcel.

"Hi, everyone." said Marcel who then approached them.

"Eh, brother Marcel." Oliv stood up while displaying his sweet smile.

"Have you been waiting?" ask Marcel.

"No," Oliv lied "Kids, you're home now. It's late afternoon, your mother's coming."

"Yes Oliv, thank you. We were so happy to see Oliv." The three boys greeted Oliv with joy.

It was clearly a happy look from the faces of the street children. They run around and joke around. The red money they were carrying really made their hearts dissolve in happiness.

Oliv's views led to their departure. Marcel was just silent as he looked at the beautiful face of Oliv which was struck by orange light. They kept quiet for a while, drifting through each other's minds.

"Sister.." call Oliv soft.

"Hmm" Marcel put his hand on the back of the chair while crossing his legs.

Oliv leaned his head on Marcel's shoulder which made Marcel straighten his body.

"Why the hell." protested Oliv in a low tone.

"Yes-yes. Why Liv?" Marcel rubbed Oliv's head.

"So sweeeeet." Oliv chuckled as he hugged Marcel from the side.

"Emang can't be so sweet as his own girlfriend." muttered Marcel who was still heard by Oliv.

"Eh?" Oliv loosened his arms and looked up at Marcel "Tumben really." Oliv persimmon.

"No need to go fishing in public." Marcel pinched Oliv's lips.

"Iiiiiihhh, sakiiit." spoiled Oliv as he sucked his face in the chest of Marcel's field.

"What the hell, so spoiled." Marcel returned Oliv's embrace warmly.

"Marriage partner.." whine Oliv.

"You're patient. Soon I will propose to you. May your parents bless our relationship." said Marcel softly, very gently which warmed Oliv's heart.

"I'm waiting for that day brother." excited Oliv in Marcel's arms.

"Can I say something to you?" ask Marcel. Oliv let go of his embrace.

"By the way." Oliv held Marcel's hand.

"For example, I have a big secret and that secret can make you disappointed, how about?"

Oliv narrowed his eyes "Oooooh, Marcel's brother has an affair ya." accuse Oliv while releasing his hand grip.

"It wasn't...

"Whose sister Marcel cheated on?" Oliv.

"Liv, man...

"So Marcel's sister is prettier than me, isn't she??? Kok diem, don't-don't really guess me all along." Oliv's voice began to rise.

"Friday." muttered Marcel.

"Why brother Marcel is so evil I am. I got kicked out of the house because of martial arts so I could marry my sister. Didn't Marcel think about how I felt???" oliv's eyes had started to glaze over.

"No Liv." said Marcel.

"Keep what else...

*cupp

"Enitadvil*."

Oliv beat Marcel's chest which gouged him suddenly.

"Well.hahh... Brother Marcel is going to kill me. Let's get married to Marcel!!" oliv snapped with his busy hand wiping his wet lips and cheeks.

"You accuse me once more...

"What?? brother Marcel wants to ngem a...

cupp

Marcel deepened his kiss to keep Oliv quiet. Oliv can't lie, he misses his girlfriend who's been missing for a week. Oliv closed his eyes to enjoy the warm kiss Marcel gave.

The sound of lips getting more melodious sound makes them forget that they are in a public place.

"Woiiiiiiii. Don't pervert in public places woiii!!!!" shouted one of the visitors who made them both flutter.

"You are." whispered Marcel.

Oliv elbowed Marcel's stomach "Kok me anyway." Oliv glares.

"So good look at your tongue. Liarrrrr," whispered Marcel right in Oliv's ear, "I like it more." added Marcel.

"Aaaaaaaa Marcel is crazy. You start." cried Oliv inwardly.

"I'm going to the car." Oliv got up from his seat and then ran small while bowing his head in shame.

"Liiiiv..."

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Oliv got into the car and was followed by Marcel.

"Don't get angry dong dear." seduced Marcel who made Oliv's face redder.

"Liv, your face...

"Now, eat." Oliv handed me a parcel from inside his Tote bag.

"What's this?" Marcel opened the package and rounded his eyes "Corn burn??" Oliv nodded.

"Sister Marcel likes it, right? That's why I bought it. Three I gave to the kids. Sorry there's one." Oliv grinned the horses.

"Huuuh, good luck with corn. If not, I'll be embarrassed."

Marcel gulped his saliva roughly staring at the grilled corn. How not? he had spent three grilled corns with Verta and Boy, now he had to eat the corn that Oliv bought as well.

"I'm sorry, it's cold. I was waiting for Marcel long ago. Spots eaten."

Marcel scratched his non-itchy head before eating the grilled corn. Sure enough, four roasted corn entered his stomach when his stomach was filled with rice before.

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The night has come. Marking the break will begin soon. In a luxurious house Moon and Dirga, it appears that a couple was preparing to rest.

He threw himself down while turning his back on the moon. The moon could only sigh with her husband's increasingly five-year-old behavior. Only because of the rujak thing that Sandra said, Dirga felt at home silencing the Moon.

The moon tilted her face to Dirga "Mas.." called the Moon but there was no word from her husband.

"Darling..."

"Hmm." Dirga only replied with deheman.

"Mas, don't you want to break the fast?" ask the Moon with a thin smile "When I'm ready" added Moon while unbuttoning her clothes.

Dirga silent did not respond to the Moon's appeal because he was very sleepy. The moon did not break the charcoal, she hugged her husband from behind and her hands that had infiltrated in Dirga's pants.

"Aaaargh." Dirga then turned his body to face his wife.

Dirga looked at his wife who was already very seductive with a stinged breath.

"Yes..." The moon drew abstract patterns on her husband's chest.

"Don't touch it anymore." Dirga holds the hands of the naughty Moon.

"I want to." The moon is washing its lips.

"But we have to fast nine months, baby." said Dirga in a hoarse voice.

The moon brought her husband's hand to touch his chest "The doctor said no papa, just slow down." The moon blinked one eye.

"Really??" girang Dirga's. Moon nodded.

"Okay, if that's what you want, let's get started, honey." Dirga went from her fall, then stripped her own clothes.

It started a very hot warm-up with the Moon. Dirga like a greedy person when repeatedly sucking the sensitive parts of the Moon. The moon under Dirga's confinement could only resignedly accept all Dirga's touches to her.

The moon wiggled uncharacteristically as Dirga played beautifully in the core of Pina. Dirga returned to the lips of the Moon before beginning their union.

"Half or full?"

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After fasting, Pina and Pino can finally reunite.

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