PRETTY GHOSTS

A Good Development

"Well, you can move things!" exclaimed Ozil whose face immediately looks cheerful.if others who see it, must have run away to see some floating objects at this time. But not with Ozil. Being so familiar with ghosts, such a sight, it looked shocking to the twenty-three-year-old. "You guys are so cool! It's not in vain you guys wander around every night."

"Yes dong, Bang. This is what is called an effort not to betray the results" said Orchid without turning to Ozil. His gaze was focused towards the bottle that was hovering and controlled by the female ghost.

"Good, I'm happy to hear it, too" said Ozil, then he went to his room because he had just come home from work, so Ozil had to take a bath. Dinner, this time Ozil is not dizzy. He had eaten quite a lot, thanks to the agreement of one of the widows who worked in an office with him.

As Ozil took off everything that was attached to his body, his eyes looked at the object surrounded by dense black grass under his stomach. "Why are you tense, bro? Ah yes, you are always tense since there is a beautiful ghost. Too bad, they can't hold you, bro. But if they can hold you, do you want to be held by a ghost bro?"

Instead of rushing to the bathroom, Ozil sat on a mattress with one of his hands holding and massaging the tense object. "You can still be patient right, bro, to feel the warmth of a woman's body? Can't you get into the ghosts's? Do you want to get into the widow's hole? If you want, how do you do it, bro? I can't seduce a woman?"

For a moment Ozil just fell silent while watching the hand that was holding a stiff object of his own. "You're okay, bro, if you get into someone else's ex? He says these days, finding the one that's still tingting is hard, bro. You'll want to, Bro, if there's a used hole that you're sure to play. It's okay to be a former person, the important thing is still good and not sick, okay?"

Not long after Ozil even amused himself. The sound of his little laugh echoed and he got up, grabbed a towel which was then wrapped around his waist, only Ozil went outside the room to the bathroom. Even in the bathroom, Ozil still imagines things related to the bottom of his stomach. Even so, Ozil had no intention of playing by himself with his hands.

The same night, but elsewhere, two men and a woman were chatting in bed. Their bodies are covered in blankets. Their clothes were on the floor. I don't know what just happened between them, which is clear, right now the bodies of the two are attached to each other.

"Where's Laura's financial business, honey? Is there a bright spot?" ask the woman who was holding her head on the chest of the man with a bule face.

"Why could that be? The time of the Bank can not be invited to cooperate?" the woman immediately showed her grim face.

"It's just like that, honey. Money can be liquid if there is permission from Laura in a written letter and stamped. There must also be witnesses from his parents if the concerned can not meet the Bank."

"So, how cunning Laura is? The money should be given to you. You should be able to demand a share."

The man breathed his breath violently. "That's all in the bank, honey. Anyway, how could I possibly sue Laura if I was the same she was not married yet, even already fussing over the gono gini treasure? What I have will be captivated."

"Yes you find another way dong to get his treasure. You are his girlfriend and have been with him for seven years. Can't get Laura's money? And then the cost of our wedding will be from where if not from the savings of the arrogant woman?"

"So calm dong, baby. I was thinking too. Who kidnapped and killed Laura? Wear all Atm cards Laura brought all. If there's an Atm, it'll be easy, 'cause I know the password." The man looks very upset.

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