THE GANGSTAR KING'S
The part 23 cream
the Gangstar King - The
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"Cream"
The chirping of birds awakened Vania's sleep, swiftly rising from the hard bed that this night had become her bed. The first thing that Vania encountered when opening the door of the room was two opposite-sex human figures doing something called reproducing in biology lessons, while for Vania it was more like the way animals satisfy desires.
I want it to feel like Vania is abiding by the hearing so that the sounds of the curse do not enter the eardrum. For God's sake, they did something indecent on the family sofa—a place that Vania had to pass through to reach the bathroom.
Fuck those! Don't mind it, just go in there, take a shower, then go to school!
Luckily Vania managed to do the above without being disturbed. Now he can calmly wear a uniform and do a little makeup—more precisely disguise the slap marks that exist.
CLUTCH
“It turns out you're naughty yeah, but that's a nice tattoo, son.”
Quickly Vania wearing a uniform top, flipped door has stood the figure of a man with a disgusting grin, since her eyes were not separated from Vania's body. It was nauseating, after doing indecent things with the old woman he even went to Vania's room when the owner of the room was wearing his clothes. Nasty, really disgusting guy.
“Your aunt never told me that she has a niece who seduces like you.”
Vania's pupils dilated as the man approached while taking off the suit he was wearing. Continued by gripping Vania's arm. The man licked his lips in a direction, his eyes resting on Vania's chest. It was very desirable for him to touch that tempting chest.
“Wah, iris your eyes are beautiful once.”
As if struck by something, Vania thrashed and pushed the man as hard as she could. Unfortunately the difference between male and female strength overwhelmed him. Meanwhile, the man in front of him increasingly fiercely groaned his body.
“Do not touch ****** the child is dear, he is not yet mature. You won't be satisfied.”
The man's movements stopped, violently he threw Vania basket body until her forehead hit the table.then the disgusting man walked out of the room. Meet the old titan and continue their hot activities.
Vania grieves, hastily picking up her school supplies and a small box on the table. He really can't stand being in this house. Everything makes Vania sick, she prays in her heart to be free from this hell.
Meanwhile at the same time. On a road with a vehicle that never stops going back and forth. There was a sweet girl with a tall stature and a face mixed asia-european seemed to be walking in a relaxed manner. In his right hand was a loaf of bread that had been partially bitten. Meanwhile, his eyes focused on line by line in the reading book in his left hand.
Tragedies
The title of the book she is reading tells the story of a teenage girl who reaps a series of tragedies that change her life. Truly a dark book dominated by scenes of murder, combat, and violence. Although it can not be denied the love story in it is not inferior to the romance story.
“Ahh .. I can't imagine if this story would happen to the real world.” The girl sighed and put her favorite book back in her school bag. Then he looked up and stared at the beautiful expanse of God's work, even though it could not be denied that the black fog from the iron chimney made the beautiful painting almost lose color. Oi! Looking at the cotton expanse reminds her of her little friend—Vania.
Last night Vania ignored a phone call from her. It can be guessed that she was in her aunt's house, because Vania was not in the apartment she got after calming the bet. He was also not in the Graha mansion.
“But it seems like you are about to deny the fact about how panicked you were when Vania went missing in the bar, hm?”
Green snapped and turned his blond head. Uwah, senior Raihan! Is he switching professions to become a psychic? It's so bad to read Green's mind.
“No kok ish! Who is panicking!” green groused with a flushed face
Raihan chuckled, “Terus who cried to make Ino overwhelmed who dong?”
“Senior!!”
Green's bulging cheeks made Raihan laugh, “Why walk? Where's your car?” asked with an interested gaze, this Green is truly adorable.
Green sniffed his shoulders and looked away, quickly finishing his favorite vanilla cream bread. While accelerating his footsteps, hoping Raihan will be left behind, even if it's useless, his long legs and wide steps make him able to catch up with Green with just a few steps.
“My car is at home kok,” said Green, the sapphire bead pinched to the side. “Senior itself why walk?”
Raihan commented on the smile knot, “That's because I saw a bunch of men staring fixedly at a girl—”
“—so I'm here to take care of it.”
Green's reflex circulated his gaze, not far from them there was a group of men who were smoking. Okay means Senior Raihan's talk is correct, but Green doesn't find the girl in question. Other than them, no one else was on foot. Except for the two people behind them, it wasn't even a girl.
“The girl I mean is holding bread.” Green turned his head, Senior Raihan was looking at him gently. “ With cream on the corners of his lips.”
Touching Green's white cheeks, wiping the cream of bread on the corner of the lips of the youngest child of the Al family and merta make Green blushing to the ears because of it. Not enough there, Green almost squealed in shock was when Senior Raihan licked his thumb—where there was a cream that a few seconds ago in the corner of Green's lips.
“Sweet,” said Senior Raihan without load. “Green, isn't that your best friend?”
Not far from them Vania was walking while playing gedget. His ears were stuffed with earphones and his appearance was the same as when he first entered Skylight, a mess with a tie that was not properly worn and a school suit draped over his little boat.
“Vaniaaa!” green's exclamation ignored, the girl instead entered the SHS gate unaware of Green and Senior Raihan's whereabouts. It was successful in making Green upset.
“Come senior!” the pull of the tie Raihan, forced the owner of the tie must follow the girl or she will end up suffocating.
Oh my God, this girl....
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Tbc
