The Secret of the Widow as Beautiful as a Virgin Girl

party massive

"Yes! So doubtful! Not even aye to contract!" i'm upset.

"Yes not that, Ti. I just don't want to lose!"

"Here you go, Mom!" I took out two million worth of blue money and put it on the table. "It's two million, for me to pay in the beginning! How's it? Is that enough?"

Instantly her horror face turned sweet as sweet as honey. No more fangs protruding from both lips. But a smile that looks like a flower in between his nostrils when he saw a pile of blue paper on the living room table.

"Eheheh, for panjer, this is more than enough, Ti! hatchlings. "Oh yeah, by the way, when is the plan to take home. As soon as notpapa! Do you want to help me move?" bargain me.

"If you can, start tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow! Yes already, after Eneng Siti came home, the mother cleaned in the rented! Understandably laah, the contractor who used to be a slob!" he said, gossiping about something I didn't want to hear.

"Surely, he was not the same as Neng Siti. From the appearance, Neng Siti already looks beautiful. Must be anti-sick! Yes, Neng!Mom wasn't wrong, was she? Not wrong dong! ehehhh!"

I returned her boasting praise with a nod and a fake smile.

'Basar matre, that was insulting! Now, just look at that money already sumeringah! Scream!' I grieve in my heart.

"If so, can I have the keys to the house?" my door.

"Ah yes, wait a minute, Neng!" he said, followed by echoes that he lithe to call the princess just his puppet. He asked the girl to get the keys to the house hanging under the stairs to be brought to me.

After a few minutes of waiting, a half-hurried woman walked into the living room.

After a while the girl was present in front of us with a key in hand. Soon after, my mother gave it to me.

"Oh yeah, if so, I'd like to say goodbye!" saskan.

"Oh yes! Be careful, Neng! If there's anything call mom!"

'Call 'em? Your number I don't have!' I'm ingrained. "Okay, thank you, Mom!" sahutku.

*****

The night is getting docked. The rushing water flushed in every corner of the village. Accompanied by lightning and lightning that does not stop during the rain. Bias from rain on the edge of glass windows. I can see the color getting blurry.

I stared in front of the window, looking out. Dark and silent.

A moment later, the rain began to subside. Only the mists still faithfully accompany the cold after the rain. However, it did not dampen my intention to look for prey.

I haven't had an intake for too long. I think my skin is getting saggy. The throat is getting tighter.

I started the action by laying this beautiful body under a wooden bed. Just stay tonight I sleep in an old house nan's real. Tomorrow I will no longer occupy an uninhabitable reot house.

The sound of an owl rang out around the grounds.

For a moment I closed my eyes, the usual thing I did before taking my head off.

I put both hands on the neck, then forcefully pulled the head, accompanied by organs that also come out.

Unable to endure the pain, I groaned. Along with the howling of dogs that also roar, making the night atmosphere even more gripping.

It took a few minutes until this head was completely detached.

After feeling loose, I started flying. Staring at the cracked mirror that was plastered beside the bed.

Eyes lit up, long fangs came out to barely touch the organ. And a long tongue that I occasionally stick out.

This tongue can suck blood even if only from outside the house.

Those who like to throw away pads are the ones I like. Because accidentally, they've prepared a snack for me.

Rintik still visited the village when I began to act to find prey.

The cold former rain still faithfully covers every home residents. I don't see any villagers traveling.

Silent. Only the tree that occasionally swayed as a result of being blown by the wind. I saw his trunk waving like it was tireless.

I dwell behind a shady tree. Fetching the passing aroma. There was no sign of fresh dishes.

Though as I recall, tonight there was one of the residents who was approaching labor. I also kept waiting for a while.

Then suddenly ....

"Quick pah, cepaaat!"

There was a clear voice of a woman who was groaning. There was a motor light approaching. The smell of fresh blood began to smell. Very concentrated. Until I made my taste bud. The tongue begins to stick out on its own.

I saw the motor running right in front of where I was staying behind a shady tree.

Seemed a couple who were driving to the shaman's house of labor.

I quickly followed them, the scent was really delicious. Looks like tonight will be my biggest party night of the year.