Red Hooded Girl

S2. That Happenings

Flashback.

That afternoon Deka came home early. Not because of his work that has been completed but because of the scolding of his father that makes him sick. Losing the tender in the Rusunawa development project organized by the People's Housing and Settlement Office made the papa angry.

"Ga becus you! A small project like that is our company losing!" mr. Satya's chirping deafened Deka.

"The competition's a lot, Pah. Almost all contractors in the city took part in the tender" Deka said.

"Allah... You're the only one who's not sober!"

"Bah, that project is not our domain. We are not used to tendering government projects. It's our first time coming, it's only natural that we lose."

"This is how it is, which is mentally damaging. It's natural to lose. Only weak people talk like that. People who can never move forward!" Mr. Satya kept nagging Deka.

Deka who was upset with the scolding of Mr. Satya chose to leave from his papa's presence.

"Hey...! Where are you going Deka?! Papa hasn't finished talking!" exclaimed Mr. Satya who was completely ignored by Deka.

Deka decided to go home from work at that time because he was upset by his papa attitude.

About thirty minutes later, he reached his home. He stopped his car in front of the house. A luxury car was also parked in front of his house. Maybe it's your socialite gang car. As expected.

Bi Siti who heard the sound of her employer's firstborn car immediately opened the door to welcome her arrival.

"Den Deka tumben came home in the afternoon," said Bi Siti as she walked up to the main door.

"Hem." Deka who rarely talked much with Bi Siti only said 'Hemm'.

He went into the house. His eyes were on a lady's bag lying on the sofa. "Who's that bag, Bi?" tanyakanya.

"That bag had non Clara, Den" replied Bi Siti.

"Clara's God's girlfriend?"

"Rubber, Den."

"Where are they going?" Deka thinks Clara is with the gods.

"Non Clara's in the room with the Gods."

"Oh."

Tumben once the god took his girlfriend to the room. He was a wild kid apparently. Mumbled Deka in the heart.

He continued to walk towards his room on the second floor. And stopped his steps when he arrived at the door of the room of the Gods.

His attention fell on the door of his sister's room that was not closed perfectly. The immaturity of the God taking women into the room had seized her curiosity. With a slack step he approached the door of the room of the Gods and peered out from the gap of the perfectly unclosed door.

On the bed of God, Clara was lying with her legs raised up. The Korean mini dress she was wearing automatically dropped to the base of her thigh. Showing her level legs and her smooth white thighs.

Netra Deka was wide-eyed at the refreshing sight of an oasis bath amidst the vexation of her heart. Deka until swallowing saliva made. Unaware of her body pushing against the door.

The sound of the door being pulled open due to the push of Deka's body suddenly made Clara jerk up from her position. And turned his head towards the door. "Bang Deka" she said.

"Hi Cla's. Which god?" ask Deka as calmly as possible.

Clara put her shoulders down. "Do not know where God is going. Just fuck him," he said.

"Oh. You alone?" Deka was still standing in the doorway and had no intention of going inside his sister's room.

"Yes, Bang."

"Oh, yes, I've continued. I'll go to the room first." Deka passed away leaving the room. Without realizing it, Clara followed behind him. She was about to close the door to her room but Clara held her back.

"Bang Deka Temenin I chatted dong. Bete has come here and there is no God" said Clara with a sullen face.

"You don't call God tell me to go home" Deka said. He opened the door to his room again for serving Clara.

"She's cute, on the phone doesn't like to be lifted, on-chat doesn't like to be reciprocated. Then what's the point of having a cell phone try. Bummer," clara's murmur.

"Bang Deka's room is really cool." Clara put her foot into the room. Passing Deka who is still standing in the door goal.

"I prefer this room. Neat and elegant." Clara threw her ass over the bed. His eyes looked at the room.

"I can sit here, can you, Bang?"

Deka looked at Clara for a moment then nodded her head. "Can."

Then Deka went to the bathroom. The rooms of Dewa and Deka are not equipped with bathrooms in them. Bathrooms for both are provided on this second floor.

For more than thirty minutes, Deka spent time in the bathroom cleaning herself. Then he went back to the room and closed the door. He who did not remember the existence of Clara in his room for a moment gasped when he found the beautiful woman lying on her side on her bed with her eyes closed. Maybe Clara's asleep. How thought.

As a normal man let alone a "player" like himself, of course he felt restless seeing a beautiful woman with a skirt exposed until the groin slept on his mattress.

His soul player wanted to pounce mercilessly at that beautiful prey. But his good soul seemed to hold him strong so as not to do it. Because the beautiful woman who seduced the faith was his sister's lover. He couldn't have done that.

With a body wrapped only in a towel up to his waist, Deka approached his bed. He who saw Clara closed, then took the initiative to envelop the beautiful woman. Not even Clara's body was covered perfectly with a blanket, the woman even woke up.

"Deca," Clara caught Deka's hand covering her.

The shocked deka fell on top of Clara's body. Her upper body turned on Clara's body, but her legs were still resting on the floor.

Their position is very close. Highlight the eyes of the two intertwined for a moment. Until then Deka re-enforced his body intending to stay away from the woman in his sanity. Don't let her sanity mode get tarnished and drag her in a whirlpool of desire like she often does with her date.

However, Clara even pulled her hand again. Clara who was in a collapsed position then woke up and sat down. And pulled Deka's hand to sit next to her.

"Let God be like you" Clara said without releasing her hand that still held Deka's hand.

"Full attention...." Clara pulled Deka's hand and touched it on her smooth cheek.

"Women's poetry...." Clara kissed Deka's hand that was in her grasp.

"Warm...." Clara's getting soaked in her kiss.

"Soft...." Deka began to get carried away with the atmosphere of passion created by Clara. He brought his body closer to Clara.

"Awered...." Deka tipped back gently Clara's hand while staring at the friendly woman her sister's lover.

"Full love...." The eyes of the two are clashing with each other.

"Excitement." The last words Clara said. Coinciding with the overflow of desire Deka that can not be dammed anymore. Shake up. Tearing down the previously built defensive walls. Disorganize his sanity. Neglecting about the status of that woman who was his sister's lover.

I don't know who started the lips the two are now linked to each other. Both are equally shrewd and accomplished in tasting and sipping. Engage each other in the surge naf*su.

Until both of them were washed away and drowned in a sea of burning desire. Want each other.

Off Flashback.

Deka ruffled her hair in frustration as she recalled the two-month incident that she truly regretted. Until he threw an ashtray and hit the door of his study.

Bruuu....

"Why is it?" asked Devi who immediately opened the door of Deka's study because she heard a noise.

"Eh... Notwithstanding. There's nothing."

"Pak Deka called Mr. Bambang to his room."

"OKs. Thanks, Dev."

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Indeed, in pinisirin yes who impregnated Clara?

He later said it was time to meet Clara. Because if mentioned now it is also free to know. I don't know him 😂😂 either