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"Graduate..." Dira and her friends cheered happily after getting the graduation announcement notified online. After hugging each other with her two best friends, the girl stepped over to the lover who was gathering together with her classmates.
"Bee, I graduated.." tell Dira with her face.
"Congratulations, Bee..." The phallus gently rubbed the top of her girl's head.
"Thank you, Bee." Dira looked at his phone. He will tell his parents this news.
"Don't you ask me, Bee?" chirping Linga when you see Dira starts to get busy with her phone.
Dira looked up and smiled obliquely. "Ish, you're this, Bee..." The guy's muscular arm. "Students who always rank first in school, where may not graduate."
Linga chuckled and again scrambled Dira's hair.
"Oh yeah, how's your college entrance selection? Any announcements yet?" ask Lingga later.
"Not yet, three more days the results will come out. Pray, Bee. May I graduate at the best university in town!" said Dira. The girl applied for admission to medical faculty at the number one university in Indonesia through a selection path based on the academic grades of the report card.
"Always..." Linga rubbed gently the reddish cheeks of her lover.
After sending the happy news of her graduation in the family chat group, Dira's originally cheerful expression immediately turned moody. The phallus who realized that then asked.
"Your face is suddenly moody, why Bee?" ask Lingga to worry.
"We'll be separated soon. I'm just sad because I can't see you if you miss it again" he said a little sulking.
Linga was stunned, she only realized that soon they will undergo a long distance relationship. Dira will stay in Jakarta while Lingga must continue his education to Semarang. The distance was quite far, but it did not hinder their intentions if they wanted to meet. By plane it only takes an hour less.
"I promise, Bee... every holiday will go home and we will spend time together to pay the longing that piles up," said Lingga gave understanding so that Dira is not sad anymore.
"Promise..." Dira raised his little finger.
"Promise!" Without thinking the length of the Linga directly linked their pinky fingers.
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"Ma, here's the milk..." Arsha came from the kitchen with a glass of milk for her beloved mother.
"Thank you, son..." Ajeng stroked his son's head, which for several months was very attentive to him.
Since that night, Arsha has been a little protective of Ajeng. Teenagers who usually spend half a day playing it, now prefer to accompany the mother. Not infrequently, Ajeng craved precisely Arsha who fulfilled it. The chakras as a father, get no share at all.
"Today's not a bad sister, is it, Ma?" asked Arsha while stroking Ajeng's distended stomach. Her age is now five months.
"No dong, sister knows that he is naughty surely brother will be angry," said Ajeng.
"Hehe... smart sister!"
The chakra sitting not far from his two dearest people could only snort. He who is the father of the baby is not at all considered his existence. Ajeng's pregnancy this time, Cakra is more relaxed because he does not have to obey his wife's cravings, but honestly he does not like it at all. He longs to be bothered like previous Ajeng pregnancies, but what power, the task has been replaced by Arsha who does not want to budge at all.
"Boy, you're so clingy now with his wife papa. Always take the opportunity to be alone with your mom and sister" said Cakra a little jealous.
Arsha who heard the father's protest immediately turned her head. Looking at Cakra's sulking face, making a mischievous idea instantly appear in his mind.
"Who's father, huh? How could he be in our house?" With her innocent face, Arsha asked Ajeng.
"What!" Cakra screeched. Perhaps the son considered him a presumptuous stranger into their home. "Darling, your son is outrageous!" cards to the wife.
Ajeng held back the laughter of seeing the funny expression of her husband, instead of defending he actually participated in the fight.
"Whose father, huh? Why did we get into our house? That's not polite, sir, enter people's homes without permission..." Ajeng added with a face made serious.
Cakra glared, it could be that the two people were conspiring to play tricks on him. Instead of serving and tending to upset himself, Cakra chose to go into the room.
"Where are you going?" exclaim Ajeng when he saw Cakra rise and start to step away.
"Not to be in the same way as a foreigner!" the Ketus Cakra.
Arsha and Ajeng laughed after seeing that Cakra had disappeared behind the bedroom door.
"Papa's angry, Ma. It's best that you sleep with me tonight, "pinta Arsha took a chance.
"Hm..." The lecturer thought for a moment. He wanted to sleep with the son, but considering that every night he had to be hugged and rubbed by Cakra first he could sleep, made him doubtful. Moreover, Cakra had left him in a state of annoyance, making him not feel good.
"Yes, Ma...?" Arsha stared with a pleading face.
"Son, mama..." It becomes a dilemma.
Tap...
Unfinished Ajeng replied, Cakra came back in a hurry.
"But, Pa..."
"No objection!" Cakra stopped the son who was about to protest. Then, immediately approach Ajeng and hold him. Take him into the room.
"I'm sorry, son. Tomorrow mama will definitely accompany you to sleep," cried Ajeng before entering the room.
After the death of his parents, Arsha could only sigh heavily. It is difficult to compete with the man loved by his mother.
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Another with Arsha who was upset, Dira was actually in the middle of his heart because he had just finished a video call with Lingga. Two teenagers who began to grow up were so drunk in love that they wanted to always stare and share stories.
Shortly after the video call with Lingga was completed, a notification came in the group chat Dira and the friends.
Lalunas. A: Guys... ๐
K. Hanna: Oi, what's wrong?
Jovan. A: Yes
Giovano. Z: What's wrong?
Son Linga: Hm...
Seeing that everyone was already present in the group chat, Dira immediately typed in the reply.
Nadira D.N: Why, Lun?"
Lalunas. Q: Guys, are we going on vacation, right?
K. Hanna : May-be... During holidays for really at home continue๐
The Linga of the Son: How, Bee? @Nadira D.N
Nadira D.N: Where do you want to go?
Jovan. A: I and Luna already discussed on the phone about places that we can make a holiday destination, how about tomorrow we meet at a regular cafe and discuss it?
Giovano. Z: Okay, Bro... โ
Son of Linga: โ
Lalunas. S: So now all you have to do is ask permission from each other.
K. Hanna: Ready!
Nadira D.N: Okay...
Lingga Putra: Bee, I'll pick you up tomorrow, okay?๐ค@Nadira D.N
Nadira D. N.: Okay, Bee...๐ @Lingga Putra
Lalunas. S : Oi, friendly in private chat aja๐ค
Jovan. A: Patience, Beb. You want to be friendly too. Kuye!๐
Giovano. Z : Fucking Lo @Yovan. A
Jovan. A: Shirk the zomblo๐
Giovano. Z: I got ayang, bego! Nought... @K. Hanna
K. Hanna: You are childish! ๐
SKIPS
Seeing the chatter continue, Dira chose to close it.
"Hm... is your mom going to let me go on vacation, huh?" thought upset. Especially if you remember how protective the papa is. He'll be sanctioned to be allowed to leave.
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