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The door opened and showed the owner.
"sorry sir, I have been presumptuous to enter your room" Afgan said a little awkwardly and began to move away from the Girl.
"oh. Dendi's son.." Mr. Prateep said as he pointed at me
" yes Mr. I am the son of Mr. Dendi" he said.
"emm. what is his name I forgot, because we did not meet for a dozen years ago" asked Mr. Prateep
"i am Afgan Tuan.. Afgan Alfafaro.." said Afgan introduced himself.
"let's have a seat" said Mr. Prateep.
"look pah tuh..he was very hurried, when I told you Papa would come soon, earlier" the girl told the Papa
"oh yes.Know this is my son.. Mia.." Prateep told Afgan.
Afgan looked at the girl he knew named Mia, then Afgan shook Mia's hand.
Mia returned the hand of the Afghan with her face smiling as sweetly as possible so that Afgan was captivated with her smile.
*****
Everything went perfectly without a hitch, Afgan and Mr. Prateep are also now in the hotel restaurant.
"You're a long time here, right!!" ask Mr. Prateep
"emm.. I want to return immediately after this cooperation is completed Mr" said Afgan.
"oh yes it is good.Enjoy the view of this city" said Mr. Prateep.
"ah.. I have enjoyed it since the beginning of being here" Afgan is indeed an honest person, since he came he was already fascinated by the natural beauty of the city of Pukhet.
"in that case, let Mia accompany you to travel around this city, so that you are more satisfied later" said Mr. Prateep
"Ahh.. it does not need Mr.. I can be alone " said Afgan bluntly when rejecting an offer from Mr. Prateep.
"Papa... I'm ready to make Afgan go around this city" said Mia by hugging Afgan's neck from behind
Afgan jerked when Mia's hand held on her neck, she tried to get rid of the hand.
Mia switched to patting the Afghan shoulder plan with a little tearing it up to make Afgan block one hand Mia.
"wow.... Sorry.." he said to the Afgan who looked up and looked back.
"okay.. I follow the advice of Mr.." Afgan told Mr. Prateep because he did not feel good if he refused an offer from his Papa friend.
"Ah. hahaha.do not call Mister.. Om Teep." he explained to Afgan and got a nod from his interlocutor.
"uh!! by the way you guys are compatible too" said Mr. Prateep suddenly.
"Mmm. sorry Om Saya.." said Afgan interrupted with the legitimacy of Mia.
" let's go Gan. we're leaving now" said Mia quickly, Afgan just obey and move and say goodbye to Om Teep.
"Om.. I say retreat first." said Afgan with respect.
Mr. Prateep smiled blandly as Afgan was being formal to him.
"just relax, Afgan!! consider this om your Papa's sister" he said with a friendly smile.
"oh so Om... well, I go first.." said Afgan while yapping the hand of Mia's father.
they both went out of the hotel.
"they fit in very well." said Mr. Prateep as he watched Afgan and his daughter leave the place.
.....
"Where are we going?" said Afgan after entering the luxury car owned by Mia, even this is the first time Afgan ride a car as luxurious as this upper class.
Because Afgan only has a used car owned by Marchel that Marchel has given him.
"whatever!!!.." said Mia smiling to Afgan
Mia did not answer and still stared in amazement at the good looks of an Afghan.
"MIAA.." said Afgan while shaking his hand in front of Mia's face.
Mia blinked her eyes many times and said "Ouh!! sorry.."
"why apologize "Afgan said while starting his car
"no way.. no what²" replied Mia
"yes already... Come on" said Mia back
Afgan and Mia leave the grounds of the hotel owned by Mia, because she is an only child and has no relatives, her mother has also divorced her father, whether it is because of what, because of what, what is clear is that the author does not want to explain, ntar so belibet deh😁
They arrive at a mountain far from Mia's hotel.
"how?? beautiful no!!" mia said while looking at the sunset view of the mountains in the afternoon.
"yes.. great.. Have you ever been here?" ask Afgan to Mia.
Now they are sitting the front body of the car, they are equally² staring at the beautiful scenery that spoils their eyes.
"heem..." Mia spoke while nodding her head without looking at Afgan who was beside her.
"on your own!!" Afghans
"emmmm.. don't really. same with "Mia.
"oohhh." replied Afgan
Afgan stared fixedly at the girl who was beside him, staring from top to bottom, for him Mia was quite interesting, but he was not interested in Mia's seduction at all.
Afgan again looked at the scenery in front of his eyes.
Without realizing Mia continued to look at him, Mia's hand began to creep and touch the hand of Afgan who was in the body of the car
Afgan jerk when there is a smooth hand that touches it.
"just relax Gan.." said Mia while her naughty hands were rampant.
"Mia!!" afgan said firmly and looked at the girl beside him.
"What" answered Mia so gently, the girl continued to launch the action, her hand had reached the chest of the field belonging to Afghanistan.
It feels like Mia touched a small protruding object and a little it twisted**** belong to Afghan.
"don't you freak out!! " say Afgan commemorates Mia
"okeyy.." replied casually Mia and released her hand from the chest of the field belonging to Afgan.
"let's just go home" said Afgan as he climbed down from the front trunk.
"But Gan." said Mia he did not continue because Afgan had entered his car.
Mia followed Afgan and went to enter the car in the side seat, she looked at the annoyed Afgan who had been indifferent to her.
"Afgan.. you why the hell.not very sensitive to be a man.." said annoyed Mia while staring fixed Afgan's face from the side.
"you are insensitive.I am married to Mia!! I have a wife in indo" Afgan explained.
"but Gan. I love you" said Mia, clasping Afgan's hand.
"sorry Mia!! I can't." said Afgan while forcibly removing Mia's hand.
"Afghan!! no!! I will still love you DOT!!!" Mia said with great emphasis
Somehow Mia was already on top of the Afghan front.
"what are you doing Mia!!" afgan said surprised by the reckless level of Mia.
" i'll prove that you love me too" Mia said grinningly looking at Afgan
"what are you." said Afgan interrupted when Mia kissed his lips.
"Mia...get up!!" afgan said while releasing their ties.
Mia looked down at Afgan's disappointment and switched to sitting in her chair properly.