
"Sat, that's not what I mean!" Stela was sitting limp holding both knees, indeed she did not mean to hurt Satria for the umpteenth time.
Stela re-entered her room feeling unsettled, trying to send a chat message to Satria to apologize.
But until nightfall, none of his messages were answered by Satria, making Stela's feelings even more unnerving.
With a strong determination, he rushed to snatch the key then ran towards the garage to pick up his motor matic.
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"Elo face lately is getting worse Sat, crazy! really less service yes!" teasek Satya who is now happy to enter his room, take a guitar located in the corner of the room, sit on the side of the same bed and then start strumming the guitar.
You are the one who is heartbroken
Cry and do not hesitate to express
How painful is the heart that is hurt
Poison that kills you slowly
You are the one who is currently sad
How to bear the burden of pain
Spill that pain in your tears
Which pierces the deepest recesses of the heart
Spicy: Last Child.
Bughhhh...!!
Satria threw a pillow to Satya's face while singing.
"Ajig! you deliberately yes, make my heart hotter." grumbled Satria.
"Well, what's wrong I'm trying to do, sing me again!" Satya looked back at Satria annoyed.
"But that lo song insinuates me."
"Emang lo felt indignation, sorry how to know I if you're heartbroken again."
"Ck!"
"Eh so actually you are heartbroken, Stela mutusin elo when you again unfortunately the same him, exactly the cake that often elo lakin to all the former you used to." cerocos Satya.
"It can't be lo."
"No!"
"Sat, let's go out! your presence here even adds to the burden of my mind getting heavier know not the hell."
"out!"
"Yes, be careful if you come out later, I tell you to go back in again kedalem, really rese!"
Brakk!
The door closed from the inside violently, making the mother who was about to inquire about the order delivered by Satria this morning frown in wonder.
"Why are you fighting with you?"
"Object bun, first fall in love, even get cut off, break her heart!" the answer is accompanied by a small rarity.
"You are this."
"Seriously you know, I just got thrown a pillow, just got kicked out!"
"Jaudah deh, mother did not so meet him if that is so, mending in throw pillows, try if thrown gucci can mother immediately fainted.'' both giggled amusedly, both, then Nada came back down while Satya entered her room.
"Satria's sister why?" tanya Mutia, who was rising from the dresser chair, approached her husband who was about to close the door of his room.
"Okaya darling, again bete him, maybe fight with his girlfriend." said Satya while saving the guitar he carried.
"Satria___"
''Shhhttt. don't discuss them." Satya put her index finger on the wife's lips, slowly lowered it and then began to bring her face closer to the lips of the ranum belonging to Mutia that she had felt several times.
Which is now the candle.
His desire was getting higher, when he realized the nightgown that Mutia wore was very thin and bright.
Without warning, he immediately devoured the tiny lips, gently but slightly demandingly devouring his people, pushing Mutia's body up onto the mattress and continuing to explore the rest of her body, without a single inch being missed.
And for the second time they did a union of love, with a passionate feeling of racing to reach the peak of each pleasure.
While in the next room Satria frowned while reading the chat message from the last Stela.
Stela was waiting for him in front of the house.
Without waiting for a long time he rushed out of the room with the intention of meeting his girl, but as he passed through his sister's room, a distinctive foreign voice earthy made his body instantly freeze.
For a few seconds he was still standing there, then shaking his head as his consciousness returned completely.
Of course he is not a stupid man who does not understand what is happening behind the door of the room with white paint that is closed.
"Ajig, Satya no ahlak emang, still late afternoon when, "grunts Satria slowly ruffled her hair, and began to go down the stairs, in a hurry.
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