(Not) My Crown Ruler
045
It was late at night, in a luxurious hotel room in the city.
A beautiful woman in a towel kimono wrapped in her beautiful body was seen coming out of the bathroom in the five-star hotel room. With a small towel in her hand that she used to dry her wet hair, Rhea walked up to the handsome man who now seemed to be enjoying a cigarette on the crumpled bed.
"Baby," said Rhea spoiled as she sat her body beside the bed.
Betrand. He threw smoke out of his mouth. He stared at the smooth thighs covered in kimono belonging to the woman he had just touched. His sturdy hand was then moved, revealing the kimono cloth and then began to caress the lover's smooth thigh. His look looks naughty. Staring at women who have very often exchanged sweat with him throughout their relationship.
"Aren't you in the shower?" ask Rhea to the man who now looks bare chest.
"So I want her to take a shower with you. You took a shower first!" Betrand.
Rhea laughed softly. The movement of the slender hand pinched the gnarly cheeks with the beautiful sideburns on his jaw.
"Yes, now take a shower. Let's smell!" said the woman.
"I am perfumed! You know that!" Betrand. He switched off his cigarette by pressing the burning tip in the ashtray. The man then shuddered. Closer his body to Rhea's body and hugged the slender waist possessively. He then dropped his head on the shoulder of the lover so spoiled like a boy.
Rhea smiled. It was love and sweetness that Betrand was to him.
"Why are you, anyway? At the end of this time it looks like you are often badmood," asked Rhea while stroking the side-faced face of Betrand.
The man did not answer. He seemed to take a long breath.
"Still about Louis?" ask Rhea again.
Betrand in a moment. "I'm just a pity, what would happen if one day Louis really married the woman. He married his former sister. And what would happen if one day Papa, Mama, and Grandpa knew about the origin of Louis' chosen woman. Educated hard hard, gedenya dapet former people!" betrand said grumbling.
"Maybe Louis just pity me. He said that because of his feelings, ", said Rhea.
"I thought so at first too. But for a long time it seemed like her attention to the woman was starting to overdo it. Until she finds out she lives in her apartment!" Betrand.
Rhea was silent for a moment, then chuckled. "I was curious, like what kind of woman has managed to make a Louis crazy? Though Louis is very difficult to be able to deket a girl. If he manages to conquer Louis' heart, it means he's special!" said Rhea.
Betrand. "Special what? Ugly! The dam! Looks hick!" betrand was upset.
Rhea chuckled again. "Where can I look forward to, then?" ask her with a face made as sweet as possible.
Betrand held up his sitting position. In the stalk of that beautiful face while looking at her anxiously.
"Yes you, Iah! You're crazy compared to the bandingin' for that girl!" Betrand.
Rhea chuckles. Betrand moved his head. He again showered the pink lips with a brief kiss.
"Udah gih, take a shower! He said he wanted to see Papa with your mom!" said Rhea while hitting the chest of the fluffy field.
Rhea chuckles. "Yes, come on!" answer the woman. Both of them walked to the bathroom. Rhea went back into the room to help clean the body of the man who would soon be interrupting it.
Yes, both of them had indeed prepared for their marriage far away. The arrival of Rhea to this country one of them is also to discuss about the marriage which is planned to last less than six months. Betrand seemed to be really steady to marry the idol of his heart that was so perfect in his eyes.
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Meanwhile, in a separate place. In a nightlife in the city. A group of young people appeared to park their two-wheeled vehicle with noisy exhaust in a parking lot there. One of them, was a long-haired and thin-faced man who was the leader of the youth group, the Eagle.
The eagle did not move from his motor. He stared flat at the building that was identical to the DJ's music. Actually he was not interested in coming to this place, but because of the insistence of his colleagues, he finally joined as well.
"Ck! What the hell did you bring me here?" ask the Eagle in his quiet mode.
"Ah! Once upon a time look for a new atmosphere, Bro! Bosen drunk at Mulu's base. Once we're here! Look at the hot chicks! Who knows if there's something about us!" said one of Eagle's colleagues, Bima his name.
The eagle did not answer. He just rolled his eyeballs.
"Udah, Lang! Let's go in first! Who knows the atmosphere inside!" added another colleague named Anjas.
The eagle did not answer. He reached into his pants pocket. Take one cigarette out of the package and light it. Without a word, he got out of his vehicle, and swung his legs into the building with his friend.
The sound of deafening music beat became a welcoming song for the arrival of a group of young people of the village. Sexy women and drunk men dance under the bright lights, following the music played so loudly by a tattooed man.
A number of young men began to move their bodies following the music. The eagle who did not like this kind of place was just silent, circulating his gaze in all directions without making any movement.
Yeah, that guy doesn't really like this kind of crowd. He would rather get drunk and enjoy his own drinks at home or at the headquarters with his friends, than spend time hanging out with strangers in a stuffy room like this. That is not at all attractive to the Eagle!
The eagle sat his body on a bench there, right in front of the table of a bartender who was serving a number of visitors. The eagle looked around, some of his colleagues had gone down to the dance floor, mingled with other visitors, enjoying the music of a DJ there. The eagle then ordered a small glass of liquor there and began to swallow it.
One two passes perfectly. Get into the body of the man who doesn't talk much. Not long ago he was in that place, Eagle was already bored. He wanted to go home first to leave his friends. Until arriving...
Bik Susi's niece narrowed her eyes. His gaze was fixed on a handsome man who seemed to be sitting on a red sofa there. He appears surrounded by two sensual-looking women who look so bin*l. Moving wriggling like a hot worm, as if to swipe his body on the body of a man who seems to hold a glass of sloki.
"THAT'S.....?" the Eagle hangs. The man looked surprised. He knew that face. The face of the man he saw several times when picking up his budhe was working. The face of the man who had once unhesitatingly shook his hand. The man who according to his Buddhist narrative is a rich man who is kind and religious.
The eagle seemed to narrow his eyes. The man who seemed unaware of its existence is now even seen to clash his lips with a woman that night there.
The eagle shook his head. She's shocked. Isn't there a woman in her apartment who is pregnant? Can he make out with other women here? Is this the true picture of a man who is said to be kind and religious?
"Geez!" said Eagle did not think. It's a pity for the pregnant woman in that apartment.
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