Pretending to be Innocent Though Lust Satisfier

The Warm Peak

That afternoon the motorbike driven by Jonas had entered the Peak area, the cold immediately swept across the faces of the two who were not covered by helmets. Luckily it did not rain today, only the clouds looked dark.

Quenby sat very comfortably in the back seat of the man's motorcycle. From earlier he stole the opportunity to be able to sniff the scent of a man who was still focused on carrying his motorcycle through the winding streets. The wind carried the scent of mint and wood to the smell of Quenby sitting behind him. Very invigorating.

"You cold?" jonas asked who felt Quenby fidgeting in his seat.

Quenby advanced slightly until he pressed his body towards Jonas' back. "Slightly, Brother." said right to the left of the helmet the man was wearing. He still can not scream even though Jonas brought his bike at a fairly fast pace.

"A little while back, right. Patience huh?" jonas' words are taken by Quenby. And Jonas could see the woman's reaction from the rearview mirror to the left of his bike.

Not long after the speed of the Motorbike driven by Jonas began to move slowly. And the motor turns directly to the right with the asphalt path. Before long a large and high gate opened, there was waiting for a man in a security uniform.

"Sore, Den Jonas," said the security guard, who was taken by Jonas.

Quenby was still staring around the spacious courtyard with the trees lined up neatly. Not only that, it turns out that on the other hand there is already a four-wheeled luxury vehicle parked. Quenby still does not know what kind of place to take.

"Yep," Jonas pulled gently Quenby's flickering fingers as the woman stood glued. "Aren't you wearing gloves?" he asked when he felt the hand of his former underclassman that felt so cold.

"Not comfortable, sister," said Quenby. The woman preferred that her palms not be covered by anything. Because then he could feel Jonas's shoulder covered in a jacket.

"Sorry yes, I deliberately bring a motorbike, let it feel the streets. We're going to pedekate again" joked Jonas. And Quenby responded with a ruckus.

Jonas immediately took the woman into the house that had a large yard. Typical Villa-Villa there.

"Well, that's her son" The voice of the woman Quenby knew broke the silence of the mansion. There is a middle-aged woman Quenby knows, accompanied by two women he believes are ART. "Geez! Do you really use a motor?" he said again when he saw Jonas and Quenby wearing similar leather jackets.

"If you don't use a cool car, Mom," said Jonas.

"What about rain?" This time Luisa hit hard on her son's shoulder.

"Leave in the shade, don't you, honey?" Jonas raised his eyebrows towards Quenby for approval.

"Basic!" luisa growled at the reply of her son who was as good as heresy. "Change first, yuk. Be comfortable. Must be Jonas who told you to wear these pants?" point Luisa at the jeans Quenby wears.

"But I don't bring a change of clothes, M-mom" Quenby stiffened a little when he called the woman with a very familiar greeting. Of course it was Luisa's own request.

"No need to worry, Mommy has everything ready," Luisa patted Quenby's arm gently and grabbed the woman's shoulder.

Every once a month, the Sagala extended family empties 1 day in the last week. They scheduled to gather at a private Villa in Puncak area, West Java.

The meeting tonight is to keep the warmth of their family, the Great Lord and the Great Lady of Sagala who planned this since realizing that they rarely have time together.

"Why weren't you invited anyway Jo, your future father-in-law?" luisas who just came out of the dressing room with Quenby.

Jonas severed his gaze when he realized that the woman he was staring at caught the action of his eyes that were secretly adoring. Quenby has always been fascinating.

"Jonas hasn't been that brave and pretentious about Quenby's mom, Mom. Jo, it's just a peddling. Later it is considered impolite," Jonas pulled a chair near him for Quenby to sit on.

Quenby who saw the man's considerate attitude was of course flattered. Quenby knew the man was doing it just to make it look 'natutal'.

"Eat him, let Mommy and Papi come straight to propose, Quenby. You move a long time, Jo!" sergeant Luisa who was already anxious with the attitude of her son. Luisa wants sat-set-sat-set.

"Mommy likes that!" Tukas Jeny who had just come from the door of the room, accompanied by a man in a blue uniform who brought a lot of peace and approached the middle room where there was only the Mother, her two ART, and her, The older brother and lastly a woman he guessed was his future sister-in-law.

"When you don't have a boyfriend, asked where his girlfriend is, turn to bring a girlfriend, asked when to bed, when to bed, asked when the marriage, after marriage, asked when to have children? Keep going until Mr. Crab's secret recipe is stolen Plankton-Awh!"

"Nih son, if bales otangtua sinter talk!" Luisa pinched Jeny's cheek. And everyone there laughed at the way Mom and the kid were doing.

Seeing the familiarity that Jonas' sister and mother showed, Quenby's heart warmed. He never felt it from his mother.

"Are You Okay?" whispered Jonas.

Seeing the sad gaze that Qeunby put on the interaction of Mother and her sister, Jonas could feel sadness. The man knew that Mama Quenby did not look familiar with the woman. Evidently from the last interaction that Jonas witnessed during the debate when Jonas would invite him to this place.

With impulsivity Jonas also gently stroked the woman's wrist. Of course Quenby who got a touch from the man again felt warm. Is Jonas' attitude this time to show their nature?

"Your family is funny" Quenby whispered.

"A funny look huh, brother? I thought I was pretty?" jeny's claw immediately hugged Quenby from behind.

Getting a sudden treatment, Quenby who was sitting, straightened his body. But for a split second he tried to relax. Then rubbed the head of Jeny who was leaning spoiled on her shoulder.

"You're beautiful and funny. Perfect!" praise Quenby for turning a little bit to Jonas' sister.

"Why do you want the brother, the same Om-Om rich Mr Jonas Hermawan Sagala this? He's a weathered bujang!"

After saying that Jeny ran into the room, she did not want to see the reaction of Jonas who wanted to swallow him alive who had risen from his chair that was preparing to pursue him.

"Dulu! Mommy's dizzy! You don't give up, Quenby. Aunty's children are somewhat different" Luisa said with regret that looks real.

Quenby responded with a smile when he saw the reaction of his future father-in-law.

"Am I late, Auntie?"

TB