White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

The Beginning of the Harassment Tragedy

A man was walking down the corridor in the high school hall.

Himself was troubled. Cold sweat poured from the temple that looked shiny because of the reflection of faint light at the end of the corridor.

A sprig of red roses and a Box of Chocolates were within his grasp.

The goal is only one, the warehouse behind the lab room.

This afternoon, his cousin Hanindita Mayang Sari said that Dita liked Kara.

Tub dipper in welcome.

Kara, who indeed put a taste in Dita, certainly welcomed the expression of her cousin's sister.

Kara doesn't care.

The handsome nineteen-year-old man did not seem to care about Dita's status as his cousin's sister.

What Kara thought at this moment was, Dita was waiting for her in the warehouse behind the lab.

Upon arrival at the warehouse, Netra Kara's eyes caught the silhouette of someone she knew.

Sure it's Dita.

With doubtful steps, Kara approached Dita.

"Kara Mas?"

Kara throws her sweet smile.

Dita's figure is so beautiful in Kara's eyes.

His voice was lurking, making his sensitive side of himself slightly stirred.

Thus Dita called Kara 'Mas'.

"Either from now?".

"Yes. Emmm this is for you.". Kara's outstretched hand handed her a sprig of red roses and a box of chocolates, typical of teenage girls' favorites.

"Thank You".

Dita's outstretched hand received a rose and a box of chocolates that Kara had thrust.

"Mas.... Do you really love me?".

That question suddenly resonated in Kara's ears.

Dita's distinctive voice, dayu-dayu sound so deep in Kara's ears.

A few moments quiet.

Until Kara threw a question at Dita.

"You still have doubts?".

"Then, have you ever kissed?".

"Often". Kara answered what it was.

It used to......

Once upon a time, Kara did not deny that she often did that.

But Kara is not actually the one who likes to play tricks on women, but the female friends at her school who often lower their self-esteem in order to complete the curiosity of sweet taste on the lips of a Kara.

"What does it feel like to kiss?".

Kara was made tense by Dita's question this time. Her chest rumbled violently.

Oh come? What Dita was facing right now was a normal man. The topic of kiss that was presented, really so evoked the desire of Kara at that time.

Moreover, Kara's eyes were fixed on Dita's lips that were a little thick teasing.

"You'll know if you try later".

And a sneaky smile was on Dita's lips when Kara looked a little nervous.

"Then, let's do it. I'd like to give it a shot. Will you teach me?"

Dita's voice was soft and impressed containing a sigh full of meaning. He tries to seduce Kara this time, for a purpose.

This shameful thing, Dita did for a wad of cash and a title as the queen of the school.

Unfortunately, Psychic Kara will be the bet.

Kara lulled. He was swept away in a touch that Dita did to him.

Until Kara erodes the distance between them.

I don't know who started it.

Their kisses began to demand.

What used to be just a slow dip, now demands more depth.

They completely forgot themselves.

Smoke the pleasures of the lips of the opponent very aggressively.

In Kara's mind, there's no way this is Dita's first time kissing.

Evidently Dita's shrewdness in mastering this kissing game.

Suddenly their kiss stopped when the noise of the screams of Dita's friends was heard.

The cheers were so crowded and unexpected, Dita spit in front of Kara. Smoke Saliva from their kiss.

Kara's confused. He is still insensitive to this incident.

"Uhh.".

A rose signifying Kara's love and a box of chocolates were thrown to the floor, Loosened in a very sad way.

"Di's.... Usurped?". Kara's throat is choked.

That handsome face flushed with anger, but there was no way he could hurt his cousin.

After all, there are figures of Goddess and Chandra that Kara must take care of her feelings.

"Thank you, mas. Help me win this bet. But I'm sorry, I really don't want to accept your love. And your kiss...?

Oh, that's disgusting"

"Betc?". Kara did not expect, He would be raised as high as the sky, then just blown away at the bottom of the ravine.

Dita leaves Kara alone.

His pride in Gilas was such.

Until the warehouse is deserted, a woman wearing the same uniform as Dita, comes to Kara.

"Sister.... Whatis yourname?".

The girl asked by extending her hand.

Kara replied in a cold tone, with no intention of replying to the girl's hand.

"Kara".

That sweet smile still rose on the girl's sweet lips.

"Meet me, I'm Hanum Kinara"

This is how Hanum introduced himself to Kara. He was a classmate of Dita who was arrogant at that time, but Hanum was a person who was quite quiet in his class.

Hanum stared fixedly at the handsome face before him.

Her facial lines look firm despite Kara's young age. Thick eyebrows and jet black hair as dark as night, making Kara many in the gilai many students in her class since childhood.

His eyes are so sharp like a samurai who is ready to pull towards his prey. His high cheekbones, added to the impression of nobility inherent in him.

Her sexy lips so seductive women, in sanding with cleavage and dimple Pipit on both cheeks.

And don't forget the skin.

Not pure white, but yellow Langsat a shiny copper color when sweat reflected by the warm rays of the sun.

Skin inherited from his father, Radhi Praja Bekti.......

Adding to the macho male impression.

His body and hands were so firm and firm, his steps were steady without a sound, like the most dangerous hitmen hunted all over the country in the world.

Until Kara passes away and is indifferent to Hanum's caring attitude.

"Hey.....

Can your wasted chocolate be mine?", Hanum half yelled at Kara.

Such hopeful sparkles appeared in Iris's teasing brown eyes courtesy of Hanum.

"Do as you please and don't bother me".

Kara replied by continuing her wide steps.

"thank you. I hope we meet again, later"

And this is the beginning of a Kara meeting with the simple girl, Hanum.

Secretly, Hanum smiled for the meeting this time. Her heart seemed to be timid when she and Kara were close together.

Hanum is in love......

Hanum......

Hanum was lulled by that handsome face.....

Hanum was stunned at the towering tall figure of the owner of the eagle's sharp eyes.....

But maybe?

Hanum was just an ordinary woman born from a simple family.

Its existence here is also because of its cleverness in various subjects.

Curiosity and high interest towards Kara, made Hanum review a thin smile.

His heart was filled with various kinds of flowers that spread scattered.

Let it......

Let this time Hanum will share his interest in the figure.

Yep....

A figure that could make Hanum fascinated.

Hanum kept looking at Kara's sturdy back.

Kara's leaving contemptuously, like a wounded animal.

Even around her, Dita's comrades ridiculed her without mercy.

In the heart of Kara will make sure, Dita will bend her knees in front of him.

Kara passed, passed away with equal to the pain that was so painless.

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