Steps Connect

Unknown Number

Clunting ...

The sound of incoming messages through the WA application leads Anara to glance at the screen of her phone. Unknown number. He went back to gently rubbing his feet.

His body felt sore after spending most of the day at the beach. Enjoy the waves, the wind from the wave of the palm tree, the sound of birdsong, and lastly, see the sunset to leave a silhouette of each shadow.

Dusk wasn't bad for Anara. The first time he tried to enjoy the dim view in the arms of Candra. The man convinced Analra that darkness was not all about darkness.

Although Anara was still confused. Where is the beautiful and romantic location of the swastamita to attract to be sent to the idol? Ah, I don't know. Only his admirer understood.

After a short chat with Rati after dinner which was only three, because Abah Kayaat and Mama Ira went to the inauguration of a business owned by colleagues. This is where Anara, busy massaging her feet and hands accompanied by the throngs of old Tommy J. Pisa.

Clunting ...

Again the voice of the message came in, this time Anara was not interested in glancing at him at all. Let her phone continue to echo her favorite old songs. If it's important, it's the phone.

The lyrics of the songs that pamper her ears slowly bring Anara to the story then with Janu. On the beautiful steps of High School, going home from school together, to the canteen together. Even choose exculp activities together. Come to think of it excessively.

Smile expands. The beautiful white-gray period, it cannot be repeated because all has passed. Good memories are kept tight in the deepest depths.

Anara's memory of her past story is shattered when the sound of a phone ringing stops her favorite song from changing sounds in a regular tone. Put a white cell phone on the bed and put it in the ear.

"Why so?"

"Nothing to say."

"Why isn't my WA balez?"

Oh so that was the WA message from Candra anyway. If it is important, it is definitely a phone. But, what does it matter to him?

"Not yet." Answer Anara origin rather than getting longer.

"Where?"

"In the room."

"I'm there."

"Eh ...."

Tut tut tut.

Shortly after, footsteps approached the guest room door. Room where Anara is. Guess what, it must be Candra.

Tok tok tok .. door sound is slowly knocked. Anara walked towards the door she had locked. Failed to plan to go to bed early. Welcome to the panda eyes.

The door opened perfectly, a girl with a black mini dress appeared before Anara with a riveting smile. The makeup is natural with age. On his shoulders hung a matching color sling bag.

Where is Rati going this night?

"Sister."

"Rapy gini. Where you going?"

"Follow yuk!"

Oh my god, no brother is the same. Likes suddenly. Where is this mall like this too?

"Where?"

"Out, sightseeing. Bosen ah at home. Temenin huh?"

This isn't a call, An. But compulsion. Can't you refuse Candra's sister's request just because you want to go to bed early?

"Yes already. I'll change first."

Rati's hand has hinted okay and went straight into the guest room without waiting welcome. Anara takes ⅞ black pants as well as a maroon-colored sweatshirt from her suitcase.

"Are you permission?"

"Udah kaaak."

Anara went to the bathroom to change clothes. While Rati waited for the prospective sister-in-law patiently. The plan he will take Anara to the BP Terminal (Balikpapan Permai), the culinary night there. Just a few minutes ago, they had dinner.

Rati jumped in shock when the door of the room opened. On the doorstep stood her brother with a smile that slowly turned into a questioning look.

Why is Rati here?

"Mas Djataaa's. Why here?" Mata Rati probing.

Trouble Candra gulped, like something was stuck in her throat.

"E-eng-no. Want mastiin if there's a guy."

"You want a macem-macem? In the girls' room, excuse me?" Rati's finger was already pointing impolitely.

"No, Rat. I think Anara's sleeping 'cause it's not bales WA."

"Trus mas here what are you doing?"

"Hmm want mastiin if Anara sleeps. Yeah, that. Want mastiin." Candra stuttered.

"Sister Anara is no longer sleeping. I'm gonna take you out."

"Where?"

"Well, then." Rati laughed happily at the look of her brother who was between confused and wanted to know.

"Weird look!"

"Yes, I'm the weird one playing open the door to the room." Sewot Rati's.

Candra got up from the guest room and took a thousand steps towards her room. It must be finished in quick time. He will not let the two women out without him because it is impossible for Rati to use a driver. Mr. Slamet is home after dinner.

Candra has been tidy just when Anara and Rati are going out of the house. The woman who wanted to go to the room was suddenly kidnapped by her own sister. Where is Rati malem-malem gini?

"Well, is Mas Djata getting tidy?" Ask Rati.

Candra's younger sister was astonished, not until five minutes ago the thin-floated man was still wearing boxer pants and with less work went to Anara's room. Now the man was as neat as he was about to leave.

"Where are you going? Let me take you!"

"No ah. Take a walk." Reject Rati.

"It won't be the same."

"I'm permission."

"Say it's just the two of you?"

"Yes. Obtained."

"Yes already. I'm coming with."

"Ampuuumed. Why at home?" Gerrutu Rati's.

"They are lazy." Rati said annoyed.

Finally they came out three with Candra as the driver. The plan Rati invites Anara out because she wants to vent instead she becomes a mosquito repellent. Candra and Anara continued to chat until Rati regretted her own plan.

Arriving at the BP Terminal. All three were treated to a night view of the terminal which suddenly became a culinary place five feet. Rati as the third person leads the group to the most famous food stalls there.

"Oh my goodness, Rat. Eat mulu." Chirping Candra.

"So mosquito repellent in addition to needing chest area, also need energy." The words made Anara and Candra chuckle.

They spend the rest of the night in a default stall, with Rati holding back being annoyed at the older brother. His intention wanted to get to know Anara more closely while venturing, even he who watched his brother both-dua laugh and joke. Apes.

Arriving at the mobile home has been parked in the garage indicates the owner has gone home. A moment later, the car they were riding in followed was parked neatly beside him.

"I go in first." Said Rati who immediately stepped away.

"Why?"

"No idea, Ndra. Bete kali." Candra mangosteen.

"Some of you wear everything, he seems to be less like. Maybe I should ask you to."

"Road, biarin! Rati emang. It's better tomorrow."

"Yes already. I'm in the room. Sleepy."

"Eits .. I want to collect that one." Candra's eyes were full of desire.

"What?"

Candra gently rubbed Anara's lips and moved closer to their position. Anara immediately stepped back. However, his hand was already grasped by Candra.

"Ntar someone saw."

"Who? Uda on sleeping. It's all dark, right?" Some of the lights have been turned off.

Anara let go of her hand, "i'm sleepy."

"A minute, An. Not long."

Candra pulled the woman's waist in front of her, immediately her tongue swept over Anara's lips and entered a lament of everything that was there. Bitten by a soft chewy object that he always wanted to***** again, again, and again.

His hands are not silent. The squeezing of Anara's chest with a regular rhythm made her female breathing heavily. The other hand pulled Anara's nape so that her kiss deepened.

"Move to the room?"

Anara shook her head, looking at Candra's eyes like asking and ignoring Anara's rejection. Without removing the pagutan, he pushed slowly the guest room door and closed it again.

"Anara, I miss you so much."

He pushed Anara and flanked her against the wall. His hands were getting more and more intense squeezing those springy twin objects. His tongue was already wrapped around his female tongue inside, exchanging saliva. Alternately it was***** Anara's upper and lower lips impatiently.

Her hand infiltrated the sweatshirt and removed the bra hook that was blocking her. Alternately his fingers played the top of Anara until the woman let out a moaning sound.

Hearing a sigh that seemed to invite more action, now Candra's kiss turned on her female earlobes. His tongue swept and his lips puffed out like an electric current on Anara.

The woman was getting more and more ungodly, her lips had smeared Candra's nape and her hands held her lover's burly arms. Candra's hand revealed Anara's sweatshirt to poking twin objects with the bra position out of place.

"An .. I want to." Anara just nodded slowly.

Candra's lips covered Anara's chest with tongue strokes that made her bend. Swabs of tongue change lips that sip like a thirsty baby.

Alternating her diculum and twisting Anara's chest, leaving signs of possession there, contrasted with Anara's pure white skin. Both breaths are hunting.

Not getting there, Candra turned Anara's body and pushed her gently into the bed. Her burly body restrains Anara below. The removal of sweatshirts and bras from the female body underneath.

Back his tongue swept through Anara's chest alternately. The top of Anara's chest was swept until Anara shook violently. His kiss slowly descended on his lover's flat stomach.

Both of her hands squeezed through Anara's chest gently. Sometimes Candra's fingers twist the top of her chest and Anara drifts more and more. His breath was being decapitated trying to normalize his heartbeat.

The moans and sighs of Anara did not ignore Candra. This house is wide enough that it is impossible for Anara's voice to be heard outside. Candra's hand infiltrated Anara's pants, stroking from the outside of the triangular-shaped fabric.

Seeing Anara not resisting, Candra put her hand through the last cloth cover. His fingers were busy stroking and fine hair felt in his hands. The search belonged to Anara who turned out to be wet because of her treatment.

The sudden ringing from Anara's phone stopped all activity. The look on Candra's face was disappointed by the glare of her still-smelling eyes. Even Anara, Candra's madness dispels her senses until Candra's hand has touched hers.

"Who?"

"Number I don't know."

"Wift! Sound tight!" Tell Candra who is interested in the unknown phone connection.

"Hello, An. How's it going?" The voice of the man greeted.

"Good."

"I'm WA, you don't read."

"Yes, not yet."

Anara knew very well that was Janu's voice. He wants to hang up the phone when Candra's eyes are filled with jealousy, either emotion or anger.

"Who?" Question Candra without sound.

"Janu." Anara turns off the phone and tells Candra that it is Janu.

How could the woman I just peppered still pick up the phone from her fucking ex?

"Wear your clothes!" Candra was about to step away and was held back by Anara's hand.

"I don't know this is his number."

"Block!"

"Yes, but don't be angry! You asked me to pick up the phone yourself."

"It seems he's still crazy about you."

"But I don't."

"Wear your clothes!" Candra's orders.

After the woman came back wrapped in clothes. The man stepped towards the door with a hot chest and emotions that were already at the end of his head. Suddenly his steps came to a halt and flipped his body towards Anara.

"Saturday we're back to Malang!"

Without waiting for anything to come out of Anara's lips, Candra came out and closed the guest room door loudly.

"Aaaargha. Fuckin."

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