The Love Story of Citra

POV Author

Yogi had just finished his bath and was sitting and recalling the incident when he and Citra fell together.

Flashback.

The image takes one file on the top shelf, making it have to go up the stairs while Yogi only looks from the bottom. Luckily the girl was wearing pants otherwise.

Authors. "Sir Yogi yummy dong, see the scenery for free.🤭"

"This one, sir?" ask Citra while holding one of the files on the top shelf. The girl didn't know what the file was asking for.

"Right," Yogi replied quickly.

Image is coming down. However, his legs slipped and he fell, fortunately Yogi quickly caught his body.

However, Yogi also fell so they both hugged Citra position on his body. The man's heart seemed to stop beating when he saw Citra's face very close.

The girl quickly woke up, as she felt something hard down there.

"Sir Yogi, there was an upright. But, not justice," Citra said very slowly afraid to offend her superiors.

Yogi was embarrassed by his tarub stick that asked for justice, and the man blushed in embarrassment until his face flushed red like a boiled crab.

Flashback.

Yogi smiled back when he remembered his tarub jaka stick asking for justice earlier, even though he did not think about dirty things at all. As he was thinking about it all he heard the knocking on the door.

"Who the hell, that?" Yogi rushed to open the door of his house and he opened his eyes wide, seeing who was coming.

"Eril!" pekik Yogis.

"Lake in!" erik exclaimed as he walked in together with Yogi.

After the two men sat facing each other questioningly in each other's minds, the Yogi began to open the chat.

"Where do you know I'm here?" yogi asked very curiously, why is his nephew here and meeting him.

Eril smiled wryly then said, "Ck, you don't seem to know me. By the way, why did you put the two photos on social media?"

Yogi tells Eril everything honestly, because he does not want to until his nephew misunderstands Citra.

"I can't believe what you said!" eril's jolt irritated Yogi and immediately gave the man a bogem.

Bugs!

"Damn it, you dare me!" eril who did not receive a bogem from Yogi shouted, and replied until they were both battered.

Elisha heard a quarrel from the car, quickly went inside and saw Eril was having a fist fight with a man he did not recognize.

"Sister Eril, I've done it!" elisha's scream, made the two men stop and directly stared at him.

Elisha went straight to his foster sister, and saw quite severe wounds all over the man's body. While Yogi shook his head to see his nephew carrying a girl of age.

"Ck, you said you wanted to mend the relationship with Citra and now with the underage girl" Yogi sneered as he looked towards Elisha.

"No need to interfere! I remind you, don't approach Citra again. We haven't really broken up!" eril jolted as he hurried away from there with Elisha.

Yogi immediately closed the door of his house and sat on the sofa while recalling the face of the girl, who seemed very familiar in his eyes.

"Who was that girl. Yea?" ask Yogi to yourself.

Seriate.