The Love Story of Somplak Girl

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Slowly, but surely. Arga began to advance his face with a racing heart. While Zety and Margaretha were peering over the wall, smiling broadly while counting down.

Not yet Arga kissed Zahra, the girl had already blinked both eyes and gasped at the sight of how close their faces were. However, Zahra was unconscious and thought she was still in the dreamland.

"It's so handsome." Zahra cupped both Arga's cheeks, while Arga only pegged. His body was stiff and could do nothing. "Ah, prince, why are you this handsome even though your face looks so much like that annoying Mr. Arga."

Zahra involuntarily kissed Arga's lips to make Arga's body sculpt and feel the strange gelay that was first felt. Arga did not refuse, but he also did not retaliate because he was still surprised by what Zahra did. The man just silently felt how soft Zahra's hand touched his face.

"Good, Zae! That's Mr Arga!" pekik Zety and Margaretha surprised the two men.

Zahra immediately pushed Arga's body as hard as she could to make Arga fall down because the man was not ready. Zahra's body inched as she looked at Arga who was waking up, and the man's eyes darted towards Zahra.

"Pardon me, sir."

"Hard to believe." Zety and Margaretha chimed in on Zahra's words simultaneously with their heads shaking.

"You two ...." Zahra did not continue her speech and only showed her fists to her two friends with teeth grinding.

"Ciee, who's been dabbling in the friendly," teased Zety.

Zahra rubbed her lips as she remembered the incident earlier. Then glanced at Arga who was still staring intently at him. A split second later, Zahra cupped both hands in front of her face and asked for forgiveness.

"I'm sorry I don't know, sir," Zahra pleaded. Arga just kept quiet and looked at Zahra with a thin smile embedded in the corner of his lips.

"No apology to you, O Adinda. Haha." Zety spoke loudly with a contrived tone. Zahra who felt annoyed immediately threw a pillow towards Zety.

"No one is sane!" cebik Zahra's.

Arga massaged the temple because he felt dizzy with the three girls. Really, being near those who are themselves can be crazy.

"Shut up! I'm dizzy!" exciting Arga. The three girls were instantly silent. "Better now you wake up, and be prepared. Fifteen minutes and everything should be fine."

"God, Master. You are right! Where there are fifteen minutes to bathe and get ready," refused Zahra ketus.

"I don't care. Everything has to be done." Without caring for Zahra who was about to argue again, Arga got up and walked into the living room just like that.

"Snap, Zae. You take a shower." Margaretha pulled Zahra to wake up.

"Gue's still sleepy." Zahra rose up lazily. However, despite being very forced, Zahra stayed in the bathroom and cleaned up quickly. Zahra doesn't want to until Arga nags at her again.

Meanwhile, Arga repeatedly glanced at the watch and counted the seconds that continued to pass. Zety and Margaretha also sat in front of Arga and waited for Zahra's arrival.

"One more minute!" shouting Arga. He stood up to see what Zahra was doing. However, just now Arga stood up, suddenly ....

Pork!

Arga fell flat on the floor with Zahra propping her up. The two of them looked at each other without any intention of getting up. The look of Arga's eyes was fixated on Zahra's lips that had kissed him. Arga's brain wandered until unconsciously his hand held Zahra's waist tightly.

"Cieee, feel like you're shooting FTV again."

"Mesra, a great angel, too," led by Zety and Margaretha. Arga and Zahra stood up. Both men looked wrong.