WILD TEMPTATIONS OF PROFESSIONAL PAINTERS

DIANDRA STRONG

Diandra now went into his private room and started taking off his t-shirt and pants. Now Diandra just wrapped in a towel that seems to be rushing to take a shower. Indeed Diandra if after painting always clean his body even before painting himself has taken a bath. Diandra is the kind of guy who likes to be clean. So his room and house were always clean and tidy even though he was an artist.

Back knocking on the door in his room again sounded and Diandra was already inside his bathroom. Who else knocked on the door of his room was none other than Desma.

" Diandra's! Open door!" shouted Desma while knocking on the door of the room that belonged to Diandra. Sifa who heard Desma's cry only sighed. Nature has really understood the character of Desma if it has been seen in her home. Desma always makes a lot of people and disturbs her papa.

" Diandra!" call Desma loudly while trying to open the door of the room and push her. The door of the room was open. It turns out that Diandra forgot to lock it and just closed it. Desma finally entered the room that belonged to Diandra without permission from the driver of the room.

" Where's Diandra?" murmured Desma while searching for Diandra's whereabouts.

The sound of water rattling sounded very clear. Slowly Desma began to realize that Diandra was bathing. Desma smiled full of mischievous thoughts. He slowly began to open the bathroom door. In his mind, Mana knew Diandra also did not lock her bathroom door. Sure enough, Diandra really didn't lock it. It was easy for Desma to enter and approach the bathing Diandra.

How surprised Diandra with the mischief of Desma who entered the bathroom when he was in it. Quickly, Diandra picked up her towel and covered her private parts.

" Damn it! It's like you don't have Desma's job!" as if Diandra stepped out of the bathroom. Diandra had already finished cleaning his body. But before reaching the bathroom door, Diandra was detained by Desma. Desma swiftly wrapped both her hands around Diandra's neck. His face was brought closer to the Diandra wakah. Desma wants to kiss Diandra's sexy and thick lips. But Diandra turned her face so that the kiss did not land on her lips.

Desma felt herself being rejected outright by Diandra.

" You're rejecting me? You don't want to do that with me? Though I very willingly want you and make you happy, Diandra" said Desma disappointedly.

Desma took off both of Desma's hands that were twitching spoiled around her neck. And Diandra started coming out of that bathroom.

" Desma! I'm not interested in a married woman. Remember it's good." Diandra said firmly.

" What?" shouted Desma with full of disappointment and emotion. With a quick step, Desma finally came out of the room that belonged to Diandra by slamming the door of the room Diandra hard.

Diandra took a breath and shook her head.

" What's wrong with you, Desma? You seem to have no pride" said Diandra slowly.

After Diandra put on her clothes, she now laid her body down. Today was exhausting for him. His loneliness does not sway him to do something that is beyond the lines and norms. Although actually the male soul wants it but that does not mean he can freely do all that outside the rules and norms of religion.

For him this was a test of his life and it was very hard to go through. One day, he will get a woman who understands and understands him.

"Dad!" call slowly Sifa the princess just wayangnya while opening the door of her papa room after previously knocking on her.

" Yes, dear Sifa! What's up?" diandra asked slowly and full of tenderness.

" Dad, Sifa tomorrow there's a group work assignment. You got a hundred grand, no?" ask Sifa slowly.

" Oh, of course there's a baby! Haha. Kirain what." said Diandra while taking her wallet.