The Mystery of Jovan Love - An Unexpected End

Section Four Eight

A Night of Surprise

In plain sight, whether realized or not, Jovan is currently being contested by four women from two different generations.

From the current generation there are Angel and Elva. Both have their own way and style in showing their love. It could be that the competition in the future is getting more fierce.

The two girls had already given a deep impression in the hearts of the men.

But until now, Jovan is still overwhelmed with anxiety, to determine the best one between the two.

Jovan couldn't have accepted both. He is not a man who is used to sharing love.

In the scope of the second generation, there are Mother Fahira and Miss Surya. Both have the same purpose.

Can make love and feel the pleasure of sleeping with a handsome teenage sanga with a long barrel gun.

The two adult women have a unique and different way to achieve their goals.

Some in a pretty rough way. While the other uses a more subtle and careful path.

The two selfless mature women have their own value and place in Jovan's heart. But in a different dimension.

To be sure, Jovan is not a teenage connoisseur of middle-aged women who deserve to be his mother.

"Gua, don't think the same Aldo. Having a step so good and beautiful, still not at home. In fact, often accused of being rude, stingy and his talk is painful. More do not think anymore now even want to be the glass Fahira."

Jovan monologues, when replacing his shorts with cotton trousers.

The journey he will take takes quite a long time.

To be comfortable, you need to wear loose pants.

"But, naturally, if not get along with his stepmother. The Aldo is the same cave that would be treasonous, even though the cave already considers its own brother. It could be that children often disturb or abuse Bu Surya. You see, he's a mother-mom enthusiast, hihihi." Jovan chuckled while tightening his belt.

After all was good enough and his appearance looked convincing, Jovan again stood in front of the glass while monologuing.

This time he didn't wear a mask or a hat.

"It is not forever that running water can find its way smoothly. Without any modifications, maneuvers and real actions. Although the cave is not too confident in the mystical, but for the sake of mama's healing, anything will cave lacquers," he continued, clenching both hands to encourage himself.

There were two things that immediately made Jovan realize. First the song Treasures or more popular with the Fir Family.

A simple and very legendary song by gold and smart duo Maestro Indonesia Arswendo Atmowiloto and Hary Tjahyono.

My most precious treasure is my mother.

The most beautiful palace is the palace.

The most significant poem is Dede.

Pearls are family.

Good night mama, good night teteh, happy mama dede. Tomorrow will be a beautiful day for us to be together.

Thank you mama, for being a mighty woman to us ready-to-duty sons and daughters.

Jovan hums a song that lets her forget her own world and focus on caring for, caring for and maintaining her most precious possessions, Mama, Julia and Naufal.

'Dad? Oh no! The cave doesn't want to thank you yet! Unless I'm sorry for my mom and make her happy.'

While next door.

Ms. Surya is busy dressing up, looking for the nicest and sexiest clothes to wear.

"Okay, how the reason is the same Jojo. Where he wants to go with me again. Though Friday night, the Mbah does not receive guests." Ms. Surya returned to sculpt in front of the mirror glass after changing clothes with a bright red robe that was rather loose.

"Tonight cannot fail. It's a golden opportunity. When else can be the same handsome and gedong. All the way through it could hurt him. Jojo ooooh, why are you getting so handsome. I swear I'm not lust after another brondong. You won't be able to calm this soul down before you can, dear." Bu Surya tidied the same red hood.

"Or mending ajakin road to the top. Pretend the way to the acquaintance's house, keep nyari lodging. But later he suspected. Duuuuh how ya. Anyway tonight I should get Jojo, anyhow."

"Hmmm, do I give you money, a million times he, hehehehe. Now he's gonna need a lot of money. My mom and dad are not there. Yes, I want to give you money, keep doing it hehehe."

Ms. Surya took off her clothes again, then replaced them with a different robe.

This time he wears a maroon-red spandex.

Dad, his whole sexy, dense curves, look perfect.

"Jojo likes girls who are veiled, Hmm it seems that with this shirt and hijab I look more sexy and seductive. He should be impressed with my appearance. Thank goodness he dared to nyosor and hold my body first, oh my love."

"Hmmm kissed on the forehead like floating in heaven, how if Jojo squeezes this great body of mine. Ooooh, happy. Falling in love is like a million."

"Hmmm, yes! this dress is more suitable. Jojo must be wide-eyed looking at my butt and chest, hmmmm. I love Jojo forever."

With a polished face of makeup a little thicker than usual, but looks natural and beautiful, Ms. Surya sits sweet in the living room waiting for Jovan who will pick her up.

Several times he tidied up his hood. Glass on a solid powder place, until many times in and out of his handbag.

"For tonight, nothing seems to be able to match my beauty, except for Bu Anita, hehehe," whispered Bu Surya while smiling flirtatiously confidently.

After dressing up, Jovan immediately locked the house and returned to start his motorcycle.

Shortly afterwards he parked it in front of Ms. Surya's house.

Without much ado and without hesitation, Jovan pushed the door of the house after knocking, saying his greetings and Bu Surya replied to him gently from within.

Ms. Surya who was dressed up had been special, standing up to greet Jovan with a face and smile of her spring.

A while Jovan was stunned. Little did he believe his vision. In addition to the very soft fragrance of perfume and the seger tickled his kiss, his eyes were presented with a slightly different view than usual.

"Mom, is this Surya Ma'am?" jovan asked with wide eyes.

"Hehehe, why the handsome guy? time not to know Mom?" Ms. Surya approached Jovan who was still stunned.

"Subhanallah, Mom. Beautiful mom with this veil. Just pantes Mr. Surya to be crazy about mother." Jovan holds both shoulders of Surya.

The radiance of admiration was clearly implied from his sparkling eyes.

"Hmmm, Jojo can. Nothing compared to Mama Anita." Bu held Jovan's hands together, his face looked up at the tall man's face.

"Seirus, tonight, my real mother looks very different. If every day dressed like this with a beautiful hijab, I guarantee Mr. Surya does not want to be outside service or overtime, hehehe." Jovan pinches spoiled cheeks that are blushing red.

"IIih Jojo, it turns out you are very good at making women flattered. His girlfriend is everywhere." Bu Surya blushed shyly happily.

"Huh, Sotoy's mom. Jojo is single, ma'am. Where there are women today who want to date with a guy kere, hehehe." Jovan is still holding onto both shoulders of Ms. Surya.

"Seriously Jo, how does your mom look like this? Not shy, right?" Miss Surya turned spoiled.

"Oh my God. Who would be ashamed of this beautiful and graceful dress. Try mama, want a gini makeup, maybe I'm not running away." Unconscious Jovan said.

"meaning?" Ms. Surya was a little surprised.

"Hmmm, sorry. Dad used to fight with mom, more often because of makeup."

Ms. Surya was silent, curious about the words of Jovan who began to dare to open up.

"Mom knows for yourself. When have you ever seen mama dandan, wear lispstick let alone the nature of eyebrows. At least a thin powder doang." Jovan smiles.

"Yes but Anita's mom does not use anything also if the carrying is already beautiful, ayu and very soft, motherly face. Less is more." Ms. Surya is fishing in clear water.

"Yes anyway. Maybe I mean not having to dress up menor or anything. But when attending certain events that are a little official, should dress a little different.not just change clothes doang."

"Try it, it is difficult to distinguish mama when at home, at a stall, studying or want to condition. The difference, just the costume is more neat. That his face and everything else never changed."

"Yes even though Mama Anita is not grooming and is beautiful, especially if she wants to dress a little more invincible, hehehe." Surya's mom unconsciously hugged Jovan.

"Yes, now I've run away, new money," said Jovan lirih and discordant.

"Udah ah, don't talk mama, pity." Ms. Surya held onto both of Jovan's cheeks gently and affectionately.

"It's all about ma'am. Just opening an insight. Men or husbands feel happy or proud that their wives can perform better. Not to show off or flirt with another man, but rather to respect yourself and her husband, hehehe." Jovan pretender.

"Oh, how do you know?" Ms. Surya frowned, but her lips still smiled happily.

Who is not proud to receive praise from the most desired person.

"Kan, if you fight, that's exactly what's discussed. But really, I'm not a hypocrite either. Likes to feel proud and fun if the girlfriend looks special and charming in front of friends. Not to tempt them, but to feel appreciated, hehehe."

"Hmmm, yes it has not been discussed, later we will discuss yes. Gini Jo, mom called Mbah. He said tonight, he can get his guests at twelve. So we leave at nine or ten. How's it?" Ms. Surya hugged Jovan's waist and put her breasts together on her chest.

"Oh yes it's up to mom, Jojo anyway ngikutin. For the sake of mama let alone ten o'clock at night, whenever it's ready."

"Yes, we can just copy it first. Jojo hungry isn't he?"

"No, but if coffee is okay, hehehe."

"Okay, want to be in the family room or in the kitchen to eat it."

"Every coffee anywhere if the same mother is kind, Jojo is ready, hehehe."

'Hmmm means invited to coffee in my room also want dong, hihihi. Jojo can most make geer of myself who thirsts for your caress hehehe'

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