SO TEACHER FOR THE WIFE-TO-BE
28. Nightclub
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The truth he saw at the funeral made him very happy. To celebrate, Rafin goes to a nightclub. The man had finished off three bottles of drink. He did not stop laughing or smiling.
"What if Anila finds out that her best friend is the granddaughter of a rich man who's gone?" Rafin raved by hand holding a bottle of drink. Then take it straight from there.
Rafin laughed as he thought about it. "He pretended to be poor."
"Anila will be angry with him."
"And so did Agata, if Anila found out they were family, the girl would hate her even more." Rafin did not stop talking, he looked like a madman because he just kept laughing when he finished talking.
"Agata .. has tortured Anila."
About that time, it was foolish that he did not know the foul mind of Agata. She almost killed the girl she loved. Rafin hit his head with a hand while shedding tears.
"You're so stupid to be angry for a few days at that girl."
Rafin has no idea of what happened that night, with Agata torturing his beloved girl in the ladies' room. However, Rafin slightly appreciates when Agata slanders Angga who took Anila away from the caffe, even though the young man is his brother.
"You need a drinking partner, sir?" A woman in tight mini clothes approached Rafin. Sitting on his lap without any invitation.
The woman smiled as Rafin puffed up and looked at her. "I'll accompany you if you want" he said. He raised his hand, touching the chest of Rafin's field wrapped in a white shirt with a gentle swab.
His male instincts came out, the man quickly held tightly onto the arm of the woman still sitting on his lap. "Are you Anila?" the question that made the woman turn looked disappointed.
"I'm not. But I can be better than the name of the woman you mentioned." The woman turns to draping her arms around Rafin's neck, and bites her lower lip trying to tease.
"I just want him. You're not my girl, go!" Unexpectedly Rafin took the hand off his neck, slamming the woman to the floor with a bang, so that she fell down and complained of pain.
People who were engrossed in his activities were now distracted by the commotion. They looked at the poor woman, but it was a pity because they thought she was beautiful and sexy, especially for men.
"Hey! Don't just watch, help me!" he strangled the men to help him.
"Hey! We're not done playing!" shouted one of the women sitting on the sofa. The gaze of the man who was looking at the woman furthest was shifted to the back.
"We'll go on again, honey," he said by peeping long distances at the woman.
It gets women who are sexier and plump, it's impossible to get around it. It is impossible for a woman of the night if she has never tried it with a man. However, while men can try and get a chance why not. Although it may have to queue because many men are also helping the woman now. They all must have thought the same thing, wanting the woman to satisfy him.
Until he arrived at a door, the woman hinted at the men to stop. The woman turned towards the men. They looked at him with meaningful smiles. Still the woman noticed, not a single person moved.
"I'm off, ask them." He spoke as if he knew the thoughts of the men. Their eyes were turned to something that the woman before him pointed out.
There were three women they saw, none of them unemployed. In fact, making love on the couch?
"They're cool with other men. While you're here. Shouldn't there be no holidays?" said one of the men. The woman in front of him chuckled.
"How much are you willing to pay me?" The woman smiled smirk.
A man answered confidently. "Whatever you want!"
The woman raised her hands, pointing at the men before her as she muttered that readable counting.
"There are six people. Don't want you guys to wait too long, I can go straight for three."
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There is an exciting story that I bring, a loss if not read. Abis read this chapter live cuss kuy. Stay in the trace also makes the author jagan forget.
