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aletaa

It's getting dark. The black-colored car was traveling at a moderate speed. The cloudy sky and the wind made Eric speed up his vehicle.

"Where is this Aletaa?, you brash girl, it's not usual for Aletaa to take her phone out of her grasp." The man cursed.

Aletaa who had called earlier did not also pick up the call from her. This is an emergency. The man remembered that the door of his room had forgotten that he had not locked it before leaving a few days ago.

Eric wants to make sure that the bad girl doesn't get into the room.

The man further accelerated the speed of his vehicle, until finally the man arrived at the elite housing complex where his palace was located.

The man pulled his car over in front of the gate. The gatekeeper ran to open the door when his eyes saw the arrival of the master.

Eric went inside the house, his eyes combing around there was no sign of Aletaa there. There were only a few waiters sitting quietly after doing their job.

"Where's aletaa?." Eric asked the servants.

"So afternoon Miss Aletaa came into her room, until now she has not come out, maybe Miss Aletaa is sleeping." One of the servants.

Eric passes from that place, the first thing Eric does is look for Aletaa's whereabouts. Eric knew very well that the girl was often troublemaking. So if the Aletaa state is good, automatically the surrounding state is also good.

Eric immediately entered Aletaa's room, his eyes looking for the existence of a figure of dedemit that can not be expelled by shamans or ustadz.

But Aletaa was not in the room. " Mertain...." The man kept calling out the name of the girl who had filled half his life, filling Eric's lonely days with jokes and laughter that could change the man's cold attitude.

Eric stepped into the bathroom. "The troublemaker, are you inside?." Ask before opening the door.

Didn't accept Eric's confirmation to go inside. And the result is nil, Aletaa not also found.

Feelings of worry began to approach. Where did Aletaa go?.

The man took out a handpone from inside his pants pocket. Eric called Aletaa's number again.

A handpone ringtone is heard from the direction of the bed. The girl did not bring her cell phone. Eric found the phone under a pile of messy pillows Aletaa slept on.

Eric's been disoriented, let the girl not be found forever. Eric is scared before their marriage contract ends, Eric is afraid to love Aletaa.

The man stepped out of the room in a frustrating mimicry. From the beginning Aletaa was not hers. And it will be like that forever.

But before the man entered the bathroom, his sharp sense of hearing caught a loud snoring.

The man turned his gaze around. "What's that sound?." Mumbled.

His eyes did not catch any figure, only looking at the slightly messy bed.

But Eric did not care about it, maybe the origin of the sound from the frog that is usually behind his house.

Not thinking too much, the man immediately went into the bathroom to clean himself.

Before long the man came out wearing only a bathrobe to cover his innocent body. His hearing again caught the snoring sound.

Eric walked to his bed. But there's nothing there. The man went around his soft bed. The man was shocked when he found his hands lying under the bed.

Eric took a few steps back, the man still couldn't believe what he saw. The mood became tense.

After a long time of thinking, the man dared himself to see what kind of astral creature was inhabiting under his bed.

After knowing what figure it was, Eric chuckled while slightly holding back his laughter.

The figure he had been looking for was sleeping under his bed.

Eric pulled the hand, making Aletaa's body completely out from under the bed.

This was the first time the man had not been angry when someone entered his forbidden room. Not wanting to be angry, even the anxiety that Eric felt. Especially when he saw the silly behavior of Aletaa sleeping under his bed with the drool that kept coming out of his mouth.

The snoring of his voice like a frog makes Eric slowly affectionate with the woman's strange behavior, Aletaa does have a history of the strangest sleep. Unlike women in general who always sleep beautiful and graceful like a snow princess.

In contrast Aletaa does not feel embarrassed if the sleeping style is more like a bear.

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Sorry everyone, the othor is late, the othor is not feeling well.

Sorry everyone.