Women 35th & Brondong Gay.
Lost contact.
A week after the incident at the hotel, Rio lost news about where. Make it clear if yesterday he was just messing around when it came to asking for a chance.
Divo was also never seen again in front of Laluna, making Laluna even more confused and guilty.
The night began to dim, like a great crow flapping its wings over the sky. Dark. silent and desolate. A breeze enters through the window of the room into each inch of Laluna's blood stream. Cold, bone-piercing tub. His sleep was awakened by a dream that left a tightness in the heart.
Nirvana had poured a cup of love into Laluna's heart, uneasy as to what she now wanted and thought.
He also woke up from his sleep. And when you look at the wall clock, the time is 02:00 in the morning.
Pajar is still quite long, but Laluna still can not sleep again.
He got up from the bed and walked to the window. When he opened the curtains, there was a man who was pensive in front of the window of his room who happened to be facing each other with the window of Laluna's room.
And by the time the two realized, for a moment they stared at each other. Then the man closed the window curtain and turned off the lights of his room.
Laluna certainly understood that, she realized that what she had done to the man was very outrageous.
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The next day, on Sunday. Laluna run leisurely in the city park, many young and old couples who are also jogging and gymnastics.
When he was heading to the pool in the middle of the park. There he saw the figure of a man who was sitting in a sports uniform that was wet in sweat.
The man also opened his t-shirt and looks burly body and sixpack stomach that makes young women who are passing fascinated in his making.
It made Laluna spontaneous and approached the man to cover her body.
"Divo... Why are you undressing, not ashamed of what?". Refuse Laluna while covering the bare chest of Divo with Divo clothes earlier.
"Hey...what the hell mbak... ya don't!".
"No mbak, ngapain too, can mbak see for myself my clothes are wet just as dry, not comfortable it is".
"Yes.but you've seen a lot of people, not ashamed of what?". Laluna Protest.
Divo smiled grinning.
"Why? not jealous, is it?".
"What the hell, who's jealous". Sergei Laluna.
"Oh... Why do people care so much about my body?".
"Yes... yeah.. Why aren't you ashamed of what?".
"Yaudah.yaudah..his clothes I wear again, so that I know my body is just a man, right". Goda Divo's.
"You....". Laluna blushed in shame.
The day was getting late making Laluna feel hot. And he opened his cardigan to show his curves with a perfectly formed chest. The wet tangtop, made the chest line look more clear which made the envious women look at her, and the men who were passing were fascinated.
It makes Divo not like so spontaneously he hugs Laluna.
"Ahhhh..what the heck, freelin!".
"Mbak jugak, look.. many people who see mbak, how dare really.. not ashamed what?".
At the time when Laluna thrashed, Divo further tightened his embrace so that their bodies clung very tightly.
Divo was stunned to see the smooth white spongy hemisphere sticking firmly on his stomach felt amused funny, so that makes his cheeks red like boiled shrimp.
