The Somplak Girl belongs to Cassanova
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Pandu stood anxiously in front of the bathroom door. It was very desirable for him to knock and ask how Rasya was doing. However, Pandu's tongue was suddenly like that of a mute person, and he just fell silent like a fool with his hands folded in front of his chest.
"Ba—" Pandu's body stiffened when he saw Rasya only wearing a towel limited to the chest and above the knee. The white thighs of Rasya plastered clearly able to make Pandu's body feel cold heat.
"Of! Why are you still here?" ask Rasya wonder. However, Pandu did not answer, instead seen gulping his saliva rough. Rasya has not realized that he is only wearing a towel at this time. "Of! Whoa!" Rasya waved his hand in front of Pandu's face.
Looking at Pandu who was not disturbed at all, Rasya looked at the direction of Pandu's view. Rasya's eyes widened when he saw his body that was only wrapped in a towel.
"Crazy!"
Brak!
The sound of the door being closed tight makes Pandu's body jump. The man's consciousness returned, while Rasya had already returned to the bathroom.
"Of! Go first, I don't bring a change of clothes!" yelled Rasya from inside. Pandu who already felt awkward, finally chose to go from there and wait in the living room. Rasya again called Pandu, and after not getting the slightest answer, Rasya finally came out and ran towards the room.
Rasya locked the door of the room and stood in front of the mirror just wearing it in*n only. He looked at his body that had been bent. Rasya also sows itchy powder throughout his body.
"Asem is really the om! I thought he had come home, uh it was still here, look at my innocence as well" muttered Rasya. The lips of the girl kept moving and occasionally cussed at the Pandu.
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"Are you all right, sir?" ask Arga. He felt astonished when he saw the look on Pandu's face that looked agitated.
"Ga, is that girl okay?" Pandu actually threw a question that made Arga's lips interested and formed a knotty smile.
"I'm sure Miss Rasya will be fine. You worried about him, sir?" arga sarcasm. Pandu.
"No! Why am I worried about him, "Pandu.
"Who is he, Om?"
The sound from behind distracted them. Seeing Rasya who was already standing in the doorway, Pandu rushed to his feet and approached the girl. Pandu's gaze scanned the entire body of Rasya who looked white exposed to the powder sprinkles.
"Don't look at that, Om. I'm afraid Om's gonna be the same as me." Rasya's hands crossed in front of his chest as if protecting his precious asset.
"I wouldn't have a crush on a little boy like you!" elak Pandu's. Though the shadow of Rasya's white thighs so disturbed his mind that it made something urgent down there.
"Don't call me a kid, Om. Once I take off my shirt, I'm sure Om will be hot cold," said Rasya ceplos.
"Can you not speak that vulgar!" pandu Protest. His eyes looked so sharp.
"You're not crazy!" Pandu tries to cover up his nervousness when Rasya finds himself afraid of demons.
"Yes, I'm crazy, Om. Crazy to love you, my Prince." Rasya moved his palms in front of Pandu's face as if he was reading a poem. Pandu turned his face that was already blushing red. Hearing Rasya's words just now, making Pandu become his own misbehavior.
"Ciee, the other ge-er. Gombalin was immediately blushed shyly," led by Rasha, making the look of Pandu's face suddenly upset. "Don't let down Om's cold image as a CEO, let's not market rich in novels, Om." Rasya lowered his eyebrows, teasing Pandu who had put on a flat face again.
"I'm laper, want to eat. What do you want to eat the same? Complete again, this. Soto, rendang, chicken, chicken soy sauce ...."
"There is food?" tanya Pandu interrupted.
"There, Om. Don't worry, I'm ready for the full package." Rasya spoke with great confidence. "Don't think too late, Om. Want to eat same ap—"
"Work away," said Pandu cutting Rasya's speech.
"alright. That's Brother Arga?" Rasya turned to look at Arga who had just been silent.
"Just take a shot, Miss. It seems like the soto sauce is very fresh," Arga replied. Rasya shows the 'okay' sign with a finger, then walks into the kitchen.
"Why is your face so sour, sir?" ask Arga wonder. Pandu did not answer, only snorted violently because his heart was heated when Rasya called Arga with the title of brother.
The two men waited patiently in the living room. Actually, Pandu was already impatient and wanted to catch up to the kitchen, but he was too embarrassed to do that. He has to put a high end to his self-esteem.
Almost fifteen minutes of waiting, but Rasya did not also appear even though Pandu's stomach had continued to kick. At the time Pandu was about to tell Arga to enter, at that time also Rasya came out with a tray. However, Pandu's eyes widened when he saw the contents of the three bowls on the tray.
"Why instant noodles?!" tanya Pandu half yelled.
"Gee! Her face is normal, keless. It's the taste of chicken for Om Panu and it's the curry soup for Kak Arga." Rasya put the bowl in front of the two men who were currently just silently gawking.
"Instant noodles are not good for health!" Pandu was inflamed, but Rasya did not care and still devoured the noodles that were still reflecting hot smoke.
"Once in a while, Om. Fitting again gini crunch. Instead of late eating, ntar heartburn." Rasya took a piece of rice and put it in the bowl to make the contents sprawl.
"You're a little girl why do you eat it like a porters?" tanya Pandu did not believe.
"I'm a porter, Om. I see love from the look of your eyes."
"Uhuk uhuk." The palate chokes on its own saliva.
