Punk In Love's

Sundal Woman!

Peter and Tom were walking around puffing their chest with pride, as some locals and tourists enjoying the beauty of the beach at La Plancha watched them with radiant faces, some local tourists seemed to be whispering to each other as his eyes looked towards the two handsome men who were walking bare-chested.

Peter and Tom who are feeling in the wind because they get a lot of attention from the women are increasingly giving off their respective auras. Tom is posing as a badboy snuggle with his curly hair in a sexy way. While Peter is styled like a model by showing his muscular muscles to the women who steal a look at them.

Chelsea seemed to laugh amusedly at the behavior of Peter and Tom from a distance. He shook his head watching two dumb, narcissistic-style men in the lounge chairs neatly lined up on the shore. The location of Peter and Tom is not so far from the Chelsea studio, so Chelsea can still see them from their studio.

"Stupid! Surely they think people are fascinated by the tattoo" he said himself, holding back laughter.

"Peter!"

"Tom!"

Edmund's voice made the two foolish men turn their heads in search of the source of the sound. They saw Edmund with Lastri, his wife walking towards them.

Ed and Lastri's eyes looked surprised as his steps drew closer to the two men and began to clearly see the tattoo engraved on Peter and Tom's upper chest.

Lastri even closed his gaping mouth because he could not understand what he saw. She looked at her husband, and vice versa. Suddenly the faces of the two seemed radiant, they chuckled softly, amused to see the Indonesian writing that was carved beautifully on the chest of Peter and Tom. Ed could not even stop his piety until it turned into a wide laugh.

Peter and Tom who witnessed the laughter of the couple looked at each other in wonder.

"Ed, are you okay?" peter asked strangely to see Ed who just kept laughing.

"What's wrong with you, Ed?" This time Tom asked in surprise.

Ed tried to ease his laughter, followed by Lastri while wiping the corner of his watery eyes.

"Ehem!" Ed neutralizes his voice.

"Chelsea made that tattoo?" ed asked while pointing at Peter and Tom's chest.

"certain. Cool right?!" Tom was proud.

"You know Ed, ever since we got out of the Chelsea studio, the women here have been unceasingly looking at us" Peter said proudly, glazed over his waist.

Lastri really could not help but laugh at the stupidity of her husband's two friends, she chuckled amusedly at Peter's words.

"Your friend is so funny dear." whispered Lastri to Ed who was next to him.

"They're not funny baby, but a little stupid." said Ed while chuckling amusedly.

"Hey! what are you guys talking about?!" Tom felt uncomfortable seeing Ed and Lastri whispering in front of him.

"Do you know what that word means?" lastri asked, he was sure the two men did not know what sentence Chelsea had carved on his chest.

And sure enough, Peter and Tom shook their heads at Lastri's question.

"Chelsea just said he wrote a sentence that suits us" said Peter doubtful, he became curious what the meaning of the words Chelsea made.

"What does it mean?" ask Tom later. He looked around, his eyes catching some smiling tourists looking towards them.

After successfully neutralizing his laughter, Ed approached Peter and Tom, standing right in the middle of the two. With half a whisper he said the meaning of the words being Tattoo on Peter and Tom's chest.

"I'm a Gender Villain" he told Peter, holding back laughter.

"And I'm a maniac s*the crotch" he said later to Tom.

"What does that mean?" ask the two who do not understand the Indonesian words that Ed said.

Ed whispered more quietly in Peter's ear and Tom was directed closer with Ed's mouth. When Ed said his point in English, the eyes of the two foolish men were wide open withstanding the shame that crept up to the surface.

The two growled at Chelsea's name in anger. Instantly they turned their heads towards the Chelsea studio. And the views of the two grew sharply when they saw Chelsea laughing contentedly at the studio doorstep, looking at them.

Automatically Tom who is inexhaustible because it can be humiliated Chelsea pointed his middle finger at Chelsea slurred, while at the end there Chelsea laughed crisply while occasionally sticking his tongue out at Peter and Tom who were holding back upset.

"Basin' bitch!" peter shouted annoyed.

"Felt!!" chelsea shouted back.

Ed and Lastri who saw their quarrel laughed in satisfaction. Peter and Tom walked over to the lounge chair, both taking the rough beach shirt they had put there before.

"I should have suspected why he was smiling to himself when making this tattoo." Peter regretted while buttoning his shirt.

"Damn it! Tonight I can't grow crops." said Tom annoyed.

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"Darling, what are you laughing at?" ask Abigail astonished. He hugged the shoulder of friendly Chelsea while staring at Chelsea who just kept laughing crisply.

"I really can't stop laughing if I remember what happened this afternoon in La Plancha" he said.

"What's going on in there?"

"Peter and Tom..... " Chelsea laughed again when naming the two men.

"Hey, tell me." pinta Abigail insisted, she wondered what made her lover not stop laughing.

Chelsea tried to rearrange the breath that began to run out because of laughter, while glancing at Abigail who was waiting for her to tell a story, she told all the funny events in La Plancha. Abigail's eyes were astonished by what Chelsea said, she began to smile broadly until finally laughing crisply at the words of Chelsea.

"God! You're really ignorant, dear." Abigail pinched Chelsea's nose.

"They look so silly showing off my tattoo, Abigail" he said, recalling Peter and Tom's behavior.

"If Ed and his wife hadn't come, I'm sure they'd keep acting silly along the coast" he said.

"They must be very ashamed of what you did to his body" Abigail said in her laughter.

"Let it go, it's a punishment for a basket like them." Chelsea said.

Until late at night, Chelsea continued to remember the incident in La Plancha. He felt the silliness of the two men who had just become his friends was very entertaining.

"Of course, forget.. Let's go in, it's late." Abigail stopped her laughter and stood up from her seat pulling Chelsea's hand to follow her.

"Abigail, did you decide the title for your photo exhibition? Isn't the show 2 months away?" asked Chelsea who had been lying next to Abigail.

"Calm down, I've found a theme that I'm going to use later in the photo exhibition" Abigail said, staring at the ceiling.

"Aren't you also going to have a music festival later this month?" abigail asked to look at Chelsea.

"Yes, I'll sing there. It's Abigail's fundraising festival."

"Well, I know. Hopefully everything is smooth dear." hope Abigail clasped the fingers tightly Chelsea.

"Honey.." she said later.

"Don't get too close to Peter and Tom" Abigail said

"Why? You jealous?" search Chelsea.

Abigail couldn't cover up her worries, she realized Chelsea wasn't a pure lesbian like her. He is worried that Chelsea's closeness with both of his new friends will have a bad impact on their relationship.

Chelsea chuckled amusedly with Abigail's composure, she lay on her side facing Abigail who was staring straight at the ceiling.

"What are you afraid of?" ask Chelsea.

"Here you go, I'm sleepy, we better get some sleep." Abigail broke off the conversation.

"You jealous?" Chelsea lifted a little bit of his body to approach Abigail. Abigail remained silent. He covered his head with an arm.

"Sleep Chelsea."

"No, I want to see your jealous face." Chelsea grinned ignorantly.

"I'm not jealous."

"You lied."

"I'm not jealous" Abigail argued

"Curtain! elementary. Feel this." Chelsea moved straight to tickle Abigail. Suddenly Abigail was aghast because of Chelsea.

"Chelsea stop! Oh Gosh. It's ticklish"

"look at. I'll give you back." Abigail ready to hit back at Chelsea.

As a result, the two women reciprocated each other's tickle, until they were exhausted and decided to sleep together.

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