The Love Story of Somplak Girl

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Zara is very excited to do her job. Today is the beginning of the month, which means that he will receive a salary later. It seems that Zahra is impatient to immediately invite his best friend to the night market even though it is just a ride on the ring. They had already made a pact, including Rasya who was about to join even though the woman had to bother to seduce her husband.

Preparing to go home, Zahra was shocked when someone suddenly blocked her hand. Although not rough, but it was able to make Zahra's heart beat fast. Zahra looked up and saw Arga standing tall in front of her.

"What's up, Mister?" zahra asked, trying to let go of Arga's hand.

"Come with me." Without waiting for Zahra's approval, Arga stepped in with Zahra. They're out of the company.

Zahra felt astonished when she felt Arga's hasty steps. In fact, several times the girl almost fell because she could not balance Arga's steps.

"Where are we going, sir? So rushed." I don't know how many times Zahra asked that question. However, Arga did not give an answer at all until Zahra finally chose to resign.

Arriving in the car, Arga told Zahra to sit in front, while Arga sat behind the steering wheel. When the car door was closed, Zahra suddenly became nervous when she saw Arga's gaze towards her so fixed—even very attached.

Zahra slightly rewinded her body as Arga continued to bring her face closer. Seeing Arga's gaze that deep actually made Zahra become anxious. Could it be that Arga wants to fuck her in the car right now?

Zahra shook her head to expel those filthy thoughts. A thought that should not be lodged in the brain of a girl who is still holy.

"Why are you flirting?" Arga's forehead shriveled as he looked at Zahra.

"Master, even though we're engaged, please don't ask me to fuck in the car. I'm afraid of being caught by other employees" Zahra said honestly. Both Arga's eyes widened perfectly when he heard Zahra's words.

"You're still a girl, but why does your brain think so far away." Arga sat up straight. Zahra who saw that breathed a sigh of relief.

"You just keep getting closer. I'm getting nervous, sir." Zahra sat up straight and faced forward.

"It's not like that, but because your brain is already so polluted with adult scenes. Or maybe ...." Arga stopped his words and quickly moved closer to Zahra's face, causing the girl to be shocked.

"Don't surprise me, sir." Zahra rubbed her chest, while Arga showed a thin grin. Zahra came back worriedly and turned her body back. "Ja-don't-don't what, sir?"

"You want to fuck here? If you want I'll give it to you."

Uhuk!

Zahra coughed as she choked on her own saliva hearing Arga's words which left her dumbfounded. Zahra's hands bristled*s chest to dispel fear. Zahra was really afraid that Arga would do that. Seeing Zahra's fear, not pity, but Arga just laughed. The man laughed so hard that his voice echoed in the car.

"Master! You're so jail!" Zahra subconsciously struck Arga on the shoulder to vent his irritation, but the next split second he gulped roughly as Arga had already blocked his hand.

"How dare you to me?" Arga pretended to be angry. Zahra shook her head quickly without daring to speak.

"Please, forgive me, sir." Zahra finally whined. Ask forgiveness to the man.