The Somplak Girl belongs to Cassanova

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Arga looked around for a dress that would fit on Rasya's body. The girl who has now officially become her young lady. When he was busy choosing, suddenly the shadow of Zahra was re-energized in memory. Arga shook his head, trying to drive away.

"What are you looking for, sir?" ask an employee there.

"Sound for young lady." Arga answered lazily, and pretended to look focused again.

"What kind of a dress, sir. Let me help you find it," bargained the employee. Arga only nodded in agreement as he had to hurry quickly. The employee also wrapped ten dresses with various models.

While paying at the cashier, Zahra came out of there wearing new pants. Arga folded her lips to hold back the laughter from recalling the incident. Zahra who understood that was just a rude snort.

"Master, if you're looking for a dress for Rasya, I'm sure she'll turn it down because she doesn't like to wear a dress" Zahra said without daring to raise her head as she was still filled with shame. Especially when looking at Arga who will laugh as if mocked.

"Then I have to find a dress like what? Hurry up because I don't want to be scolded by Mr. Pandu." Arga was impatient. Several times he glanced at the watch on the wrist because Pandu only gave twenty minutes.

Zahra also took models of clothing that is liked by her best friend. Not a very feminine dress. Arga did not say anything, only according to and then paid after getting some clothes.

"Thank you for shopping, sir," said the cashier politely. Arga only smiled faintly and walked away from the store. However, Arga's steps came to a halt when he heard Zahra calling out to him.

"What's wrong?" asked Arga after turning around and looked at Zahra who had just been standing nearby.

"Master, can you tell Rasya that his three best friends miss him so much?" pinta Zahra hesitated and was afraid. He did not dare to look at Arga who had been staring fixedly at him.

"Let me tell the young lady." Arga turned back and left, leaving Zahra, who was staring at Arga's back, slowly away from sight.

"Huh! It was so good that his life was Kurap. Got a handsome tajir too." Zahra grumbled as she walked back into the room.

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Rasya had just finished cleaning up. He only wears a short bathrobe with his hair rolled up a thin towel. The guide who saw Rasya's smooth thigh only gulped roughly as he felt his body heat up. Although he pretended to focus on the phone, his tail glanced at Rasya who was walking closer.

"Om, where's the shirt?" rasha asked, laying down beside Pandu and holding hands.

"Arga hasn't arrived yet." Pandu answered ketus because he was trying hard to resist the tempestuous desire.

"For a long time, yes," muttered Rasya. He picked up the phone lying next to the pillow and played his finger on the screen.

Pandu glanced at Rasya who was also focusing on the phone in hand. Even so serious, until the eyebrows of the girl are intertwined. However, Pandu's body stiffened as Rasya shifted slightly and then lifted his body slightly to look like a cleavage that was so appetizing even though it was still too small for Pandu.

"Of! Uh!" call Rasya half yelling because Pandu is not disturbed at all. Rasya researched where Pandu's gaze was, but a moment later the girl cut her throat in annoyance while covering her cleavage.

"Ouch!" yelled Pandu as Rasya bit his thigh. "You're crazy!" snapped Pandu so upset until it touched Rasya's forehead.

"It hurts, Om." Rasya whining. Pretending to cry in search of Pandu's sympathy. Sure enough, with a gentle movement Pandu rubbed the former flick even a kiss landed there.

"Don't bite him. I'm not a bone," ledek Pandu, trying to hold back a laugh.

"You're such a bitch!" Pandu held onto both of Rasya's armpits until the girl felt amused. Then it tickled mercilessly even though Rasya had yelled begging to stop.

"My stomach hurts so much" said Rasya. Stop the Pandu movement. With so worried Pandu rubbed Rasya's stomach without command.

"Did every time you came months your stomach hurt? I read in the article she said the woman who was menstruating often felt cramps in the stomach." Pandu asked with great worry. Both corners of Rasya's lips smiled widely upon seeing her.

"Om, thank you for worrying about me." Rasya rolled one eye to tease. Scout suddenly nervous and turn his face.

"I ask does not mean I am worried" elak Pandu, but Rasya just laughed loudly.

"Bell, Om. Don't pretend that. You think I'm a kid who can be lied to?" Rasya pursed his lips. The guide who saw it became even more anxious.

"I hate you so much." Pandu kissed Rasya's cheek many times.

"Yes, I know, Om. The meaning of hate is really love" Rasya said. However, the girl again shouted as Pandu tickled mercilessly.

"Of! Sorry, Om! I'm lemes" cried Rasya. Trying to stop Pandu's hand, but free.

"I won't stop until I'm satisfied and see you limp helpless" Pandu said.

"But my sin is sick, Om. Forgive me, Lord King." Rasya cupped both hands in front of the chest. Pandu stopped and kissed Rasya's cheek gently.

"Om, Brother Arga called, anyway! Real long. I'm freezing. Om also want to see my body is sexy like Mi ...."

"Don't say anything like Mam*yabi!" open Pandu, with such a probing gaze.

"Gosh, Om. Don't compare me to him because I'm definitely losing." Rasya hugged the bolster tightly.

"Then what was it like?" ask Pandu.

"Like ... like ...."

"Both together!" hardik Pandu is so upset. Rasya chuckled at Pandu's annoyed face.

Pandu turned on the phone to contact Arga, while Rasya also refocused on his own phone screen, looking at social media about the news of his marriage with Pandu last night. Rasya chuckled when he saw how stupid he was who actually fainted to the point of shaking everyone.

"Hallo, Ga! Where are you? Why so long?" tanya Pandu half snapped. Even Rasya to turn his gaze towards Pandu after hearing the shrill voice of the man.

"I've been in front of the room since ten minutes ago, sir." Arga answered lazily.

"Ten minutes? Why not go in? I've been waiting for you, even my wife to get cold" said Pandu. Rasya rubbed Pandu's thigh while whispering a word of patience. Rasya did not realize that the movement of his hand could actually make little brother Pandu become awake.

"Sorry, Sir. I think you and Miss Rasya are being excited because I heard Miss Rasya's cry for mercy." Arga's voice sounded so relaxed, while Pandu exhaled a rough breath.