THE PRESDIR LOVES ME WITH TENDERNESS

BAJAJ CRAZY

“Uuugh, ee—enak, baby, slow down a little dong!” his ear-splitting voice.

Girl jerks! Standing in the doorway of the fiancee's room. His body still shakes violently.

He wanted to make sure his hearing was wrong. Trying to get up the courage to open the door. Find what the fiancee is doing, with a clear woman. He knew the woman's face.

Bruk! The food she was carrying was scattered. His feet are still pecking when he saw Mona—sahabatnya was on the body of the fiancee. Fenced-in intimate doing a hot scene without wearing a thread.

They both seemed to enjoy it so much and were surprised to see Nayra's presence. The girl shut her mouth. Shaken in disbelief to witness a betrayal before him.

"Nay, wait! I can explain everything!" shout Giondra. The man pushes the body of the woman

overlying. Pull the blanket and try to chase after it.

However, Nayra did not hear it. He, he's already running. Crying leaves them.

Did I not see wrong? Why is Mona there? Why are they doing this to me?

Questions rained down on his mind many times as well as digested.  He still has not found an answer. Even this afternoon he was still preparing everything with great excitement. Their two-year anniversary. Crushed mess.

She had even dressed up pretty hoping to get something romantic for their relationship. A very sweet surprise, maybe. Not like this time.

The heat burned his entire chest. Want it to feel like he slapped and grabbed Mona's hair or maybe wrestled on the floor defending it all. However, he did not do so because he loved Giondra very much.

Nayra continued to run out of the fiancee's apartment without direction. His feet turned towards the garden. She accidentally

collided until his body fell.

"You, all right?" someone's hand stretched out to help Nayra wake up.

"Mmm .. I'm fine." Nayra spoke withstanding the cries, but her eyes shed tears. No matter what. He just left.

He hugged his body which suddenly shivered when he was not in a fever. His mind was muddled with the events he had just witnessed. He felt he had no faults. Their relationship was fine all along.

Bruckk! Again someone hit him, made his body fall back.

“Aw!” ringgis Nayra's. This time it was painful because his knee was slightly scratched.

He turned around, “Jambrett!” half his consciousness recovered when he saw the snatcher running with his bag.

“Ah, don't run!!” He screamed while running.

However, fateful for the snatcher. Nayra stopped her steps as the snatcher was being beaten alternately like a punching bag by the four people behind her.

Bagh's! Bugh!  The sound of screams and screams of pain from the snatcher was heartbreaking. She wanted so badly to help him. However, he could only stare when the snatcher had been beaten.

There was a hint of satisfaction in his heart as one vented all the resentment he was feeling.

He approached someone and brought his bag back.

“Have-you?” with a puffy face he just nodded and accepted it.

“Te-thank you!” nayra's voice rang out in the ear of the man earlier.

“Are you okay?” said again. His eyes continued to stare at Nayra sharply. He seemed to be able to read what was going on when he saw his face.

“I? Ah, ti-no, thank you!” He did not reply just bowing in gratitude and then left.

Hahhh, what's up with today? Already seen Giondra having an affair. My bag almost got jambet.

He turned around to grieve his terrible misfortune. Just a few steps from that guy,

Byuurr Blash!

“Arrggghhh!!” He was screaming hysterically.

The beautiful dress she wore splashed with dirty water as bajaj melitas in front of her.  Nayra roared loudly like a child. Sweet actually, beating the body of someone who is now holding it like a kitten.

“Ah, crazy bajaj base. Rutta! Why you should ruin my day. Really fucking right! Huhuhuhu.” He still did not stop her crying, wiping away the tears and liquid rushing from her nose.

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