Semanis Promise, Sepahit My Revenge

Dream Meisya

“Gisella, your face looks tense. You why?” Aldo is getting closer.

trying to touch Gisel.

"I'm not papa kok mas, " trying to evade.

Devan, who had just arrived home, headed straight to Meisya's room, but his steps immediately stopped as soon as he got to the door. He saw Aldo sitting on the side of Gisela's bed, they were facing each other at a very close distance.

Devan felt suddenly the atmosphere around him felt turned cloudy heart sore. The sense of not wanting to lose Meisya was so strong that she chained her senses, yet she could do nothing about it.

“Meisya hope you do not fall back into the arms of the jerk boy, brother hope you can fortify your feelings.” Devan muttered towards his own room.

While Meisya continues to*********** her fingers, she is confused as to how to get Aldo home soon. lingering with this man only makes her stifled and fed up. too many of Aldo's words contain only lies and dreadful seduction.

Meisya yawned again, this time she deliberately pretended while kneading her temple. The more Aldo told stories and chatted, the more sick and sleepy Meisya grew.

“Gisela you are dizzy yes, mas later incandescent yes.” Bargain Aldo again pretentious.

“No need to mas, Gisella just a little sleepy and want to rest. Probably the effect of the dose of the drug given by the doctor just now.” Meisya's reason for getting the idea to expel Aldo from his presence is now.

“Then you rest, go back first. Hope it heals quickly so we can walk together again.” Said Aldo as sweetly as possible.

“Okey mas,” Meisya shows her thumb sign agree.

“Sorry mas, Gisella can not nganterin mas until the front door.” His words with faces made as blank as possible, making Aldo gemes and want to pounce on Gisella at this time, but their status is still limited to close friends.

"Prophe Aldo, soon you will get the love of this beautiful woman, and you will be the luckiest many times, beautiful and rich." Aldo inner war with his own feelings.

"Why dream?" ask Gisella while frowning .

“Good pretty, the important thing is you take care of your health. let's not hurt again.”

said Aldo suddenly realized from the beautiful daydream.

“Iya mas, thank you for your time and attention.” Reply Meisya smiled.

After Aldo's departure, Meisya breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly walked out of his room.

"Have you gone home yet?" Meisya glimpsed at Devan's slightly open room.he slowly swung a step into the room of the man who was not locked tightly from inside.

Devan who had finished the bath cleansed his body, unaware of Meisya's sudden arrival, so Devan casually stepped out of the bathroom using only a small towel, which he had taken, wrapped around the bottom and another towel is used to dry the still wet hair.

“Aaaagghhh,” Meisya who just entered screamed in shock when Devan released his towel about to wear the interior. Devan is also shocked and turns to Meisya so that her little sister really looks perfect.

Meisya instantly closed her eyes, she was completely shocked to see something she had never seen before. Despite her status of a young widow, but she is still a ting-ting virgin.

Because Aldo had never touched her at all. Although Meisya used to be very sad about all that, now she is very grateful. At least he still has something very valuable that he will give to a man who truly loves and loves him.

“Kak Devan, . really Meisya has not league anything kok.” Meisya closed her eyes with both of her palms.

Devan gave a smile, he wrapped the little towel around again.

Meisya still closed her eyes, cursing her carelessness without knocking on the door first.

“Kak Devan quickly wear his clothes, Meisya ngak want to see a sister like this.” Meisya was confused if she did not come out she would definitely hit Devan's body, while the exit towards the door was still far from where she stood.

“Sudak really, if you do not believe open your eyes,” Goda Devan smiled pervertedly.

“No, Brother Devan must be lying.”

“Not believe, where's your hand.” Devan idly, pulled Meisya's hand and directed at the position of his little sister who had been standing upright.

“Aaaagghhh.. kak Devan perverted, jahilin Meisya continues.” Without thinking any longer, Meisya ran away from the room Devan who was still laughing loosely looking at her from behind.

Meisya returned to her room, and lay down to sleep without waiting for long she was already heading towards her dreamland with Devan.

After returning to dress neatly, still smiling at the behavior of Meisya just now, who ran away from her room, Devan intends to apologize and regret the error of his attitude towards the woman who has been considered as her own biological badik.

"Jeez.. I often kilaf every with Meisya." he muttered.

“Tok... Meisya please open the door.!” Said Devan standing in front of Meisya's room door.

There was no reply, even though Devan had typed the door many times, because Devan's army officer just went in and knew that the door was not locked from the inside.

“ Pantasan did not answer, apparently already asleep soundly.” Devan sat by Meisya's side staring at the pretty face that never bored her.

Devan was unable to control the turmoil of his feelings and passion, he slowly approached Meisya's red lips slowly.All of a sudden both of Meisya's hands clasped Devan's neck tightly and pulled her into an embrace. So Devan lies next to Meisya with the position of the body partially overlapping Meisya who looks still dreaming.

Devan tried to get up, slowly he raised Meisya's hand which was still tightly coiled around his neck, but the more Devan tried to get stronger the embrace of the beautiful girl.

Devan felt his passion had reached level ninety-eight, he was in pain at the bottom that felt squeezed and thrashed asking to be released immediately.

"I have to dodge, and I can control myself" Devan murmured.

“Meisya wake up,”

Devan shakes Meisya's shoulder slowly. Making the girl wake up while rubbing her eyes so many times that it feels so heavy.

“Kak Devan, why are you in my room,?”

said Meisya surprised, while staring at Devan who had returned to sit next to him.

“So what are you dreaming and with whom?”

Devan stared intensely at Meisya's face, he wanted to ascertain who the man Meisya was dreaming of was, so he was so strongly embracing her body.

“I..I, not dreaming of anything,” Meisya does not want to say honestly, if he just dreamed of Devan.

“Surely you always think of the jerk Aldo, so carried into the dream all.” Devan's tone of voice seemed to harbor jealousy.