The Sweetest Feeling's

Eragon Fruit's

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Nania had just climbed into the rooftop with a basket of food after she made sure all the windows and doors of the tavern were locked tightly.

Then decided to enjoy his alone time on the top floor of the shop. Staring at the night view that was quite silent among the tall buildings that were not operating.

The lights were all turned on so that the roof of the tavern looked bright. And music from his phone.

But after a while the sound of music stopped and replaced by the tone of the phone call.

"Haih, why is he a nelfon?" he murmured when he saw the name of the contact who contacted.

"Hal …

"Malysha!!!" The voice across looked screaming.

"Geez!!" The girl kept the phone away from the ear for a while.

"Why is the store closed?" Daryl asked from across.

"It's lonely sir."

"I'm in front, open the door!"

"Huh, what?"

"I'm in front of the store. Open the door, I'm going in." Daryl repeated.

Nania then got up and walked to the front side of the rooftop. He found the black Rubicon was parked right in front and the owner was seen pacing around with the phone stuck to the ear.

"Father go home, I want to rest" he said.

"What?"

"Back, Sir. It's the night."

"But I need to see you" said the man.

"From dawn we meet."

"But it's important." Then Daryl looked up at the rooftop where Nania was. 

The bright lights behind her made the girl appear to glow between the dim light on the side of the building.

"Let me in. There's something important I need to talk about." He yelled.

"But don't talk about marriage" said Nania.

"Not going to."

"Don't talk about eragon either." Nania with her innocence.

"Huh?"

"What do you want to say?"

"On your brother."

"Sandi Bang?"

"How many are your brothers?"

The girl chuckled.

"Come on, open the door!!" ask the man again.

Then Nania went downstairs to open the door. And they're headed to the rooftop.

"The police process is over, and your brother made a confession." Daryl sipped the coffee Nania made.

They sat in the gazebo as usual.

"Continue?" The girl looked on with curiosity.

"It turns out your grandmother stopped her from taking the money, so she got angry and kicked him. He made her fall and it could be that's what caused her to have a heart attack."

Nania held her breath for a moment.

"What else does it matter?"

"She also claimed to have beaten you out of anger and fear by the threat of the bookies. If not, then he will be beaten."

"He confessed all his deeds, what else? Your brother is helpless. I think I beat him too hard?" Daryl laughed, then he went back to sipping his coffee.

"You want the police to do an autopsy on Grandma?" The man spoke again.

"What to?"

"Not even if the suspect confessed. And he swore he did. Autopsies are only done to prove what he said."

"So it doesn't have to be?"

"No."

"Yes, no need. Pity Grandma that her tomb was dismantled and her body was autopsied. I can't bear to."

"Hm …."

"Have you eaten?" Then he switched the subject.

"It."

"okay."

"Why do you always ask whether you have eaten or not? Want to eat or not? Or what food to make?"

"I don't know, maybe it's just a habit."

"Your habits are weird. About the food?"

"Yes what else? If the stomach is full, be happy. Haha." Nania laughs.

Then he took something from the food basket. Dragon fruit with a size large enough that then split into four parts.

"Nights like this is the time to eat fruit?" Daryl commented.

"Nothing, good for digestion. Would you?" He thrust one large piece at the man.

Daryl shook his head.

"I don't like fruit, especially fruit. It's a lot of seed."

"Huh?"

"Squeaky. Is there a fruit whose seeds are that many?"

"Compare seeds!" Nania shook her head.

Then he put a large piece of the red fruit into his mouth, and he chewed it quickly. At least the girl ate two large pieces in just a few seconds. And Daryl looked at her with an indescribable look. But for sure, his mind was already dirty at this moment.

Uh ….

The man shakes his head to get rid of mes*m thoughts in his brain. Even though he was already there because he was already.

But Nania was engrossed in the food, and she again fed the large piece into her small mouth. His lips even became increasingly red because of the fruit.

"Do you like dragon fruit?" Daryl started the conversation.

"Rubber." Nania replied with her mouth full, and she looked so happy.

"Well, there's plenty in my house. The tree is fruiting very heavily right now" said the man.

"Masa? How can I not see?"

"There's beside the house playing. You know, mama's very happy to plant a variety of trees and flowers. And there were some fruit trees in the small forest behind."

"Oh yeah? Dong cool? Fruits are expensive now. Sekilo can be over twenty thousand. Yesterday when we went to the market the price was about a kilo I only got three seeds."

"Hmm .. If you stay at home I can get free."

"Later if you play again there mending pick fruit, do not at home let's not get mes*mnya Mr."

"What?" Daryl chuckles.

"Emang if the same courtship is more adult is it? Ends …."

"Not really."

"But if you are the same father."

"Indeed before me, you ever dated anyone else?"

"No, not really." Nania laughed, then she fed the last piece of dragon fruit into her mouth.

"Do you like other types of dragon fruit?" Then the man asked again.

"Huh? I like everything. The red, purple, white, yellow. It was just as sweet and cold."

"I mean ... other types again." The man started to dig. But it feels funny to also hear the answers are very what they are.

"How many dragon fruits are there? I know that's me."

"You know ... Eragon fruit?" Daryl held back his laughter.

"Hum?" Nania frowned.

"A new kind of fruit? What shape do they look like? Like a dragon?"

The man pursed his lips tightly.

"Yes .. call it that" he said.

"That feels?"

"Mh …."

"Enak? Sweet or sour?"

"Nob."

"Where is it? In the market or supermarket?"

"Umm .. I .. Have."

"Home home? Any trees? Which one?"

The man fell silent while biting his lower lip hard.

Why is it that the longer this girl's been so adorable? 

Ah!! I'm not sure I'll hold back if this keeps up.

He rubbed his face, rough.

"What?"

"You really don't understand yeah, a problem like this?" he murmured in a frustrated tone.

"On what? If you talk to me who is obviously dong, I am a Junior High child. Hehe." The girl chuckled.

Daryl looked at her, then a moment later he slid through the food basket that was a barrier between them. 

And he quickly grabbed the girl's waist. Making their bodies draped and the lips of the two collide.

"Mh …."

Daryl then grabs her feelingly and her tongue breaks through then plays in her mouth cavity.

Nania felt her body tremble and her heart beating rapidly. But he let the man fondle him for a few minutes.

And Daryl didn't waste it. He continued his fondling especially the girl did not fight. They soon drowned in an increasingly shahdu atmosphere.

Daryl felt he had the upper hand because he could control the situation, and the girl seemed to have gotten carried away. It was evident from Nania's silence when she let her hand touch further, so Daryl became even bolder.

Nania even resigned when Daryl pushed her back so they almost overcame each other. Then the flirtation continues.

The man touched his face, explored his lips, then descended to his neckline. Then it crept on its back and slipped behind its hoodie-lined t-shirt. 

His lips had even gone down Nania's neck and made the girl squirm, so that their entire bodies rubbed against each other. And Daryl felt a sense of discomfort when his combat tools down there were already hardened.

"Mh …." Nania pushed her shoulders, so their fondling came to a halt.

He looked at the man's face with a frown as he felt something stuck in his stomach.

"What the hell are you bringing?" His hand then crept up and found something hard down there.

Daryl's breathing stopped and his face instantly flushed red as Nania with all her innocence touched the lower half of his body.

"City …." But the girl soon realized his behavior, and she pulled his hand.

"It's a .. Eragon fruit." said Daryl, then he got up.

The man came down from the gazebo with his breathing still roaring.

"I ... Go home, Nna. Lock the door again" he said, half running down.

"Eto katastrofa! Yes***'she ne mogu, bizhe moy!! (this is disaster!! I can't take it anymore, God" The man shouted.

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