Arga Love For Vania
Part_70 Salsa Business

Early in the morning, Salsa had woken up from her sleep. Bayu still looks good on the sofa.

"Heh, just look at you'll be fascinated with me, you're asking, don't I like you or not? Just look at what the reaction is," muttered Salsa staring in annoyance.

Salsa rushed to shower and dressed femininely. Then she dressed up as pretty as she could, even though she didn't know how to dress up. Magic Tampa He dressed up tampa in the mirror..

"Time to action!" Oceh.

He also approached Baju and menoel-noel Bayu arm.

"Darling, wake up I want to be kissed," he said in a contrived tone. "I'm not really me, anyway," Inner Salsa.

Then go back to being as sweet as possible.

"Darling, let's get up!"

The lady began to open her eyes slowly.

"Ha! There's my clown room!" Shouted Bayu surprised.

Then he pushed Salsa down.

Bugs!

"Aaa..., Bayu what are you doing?" Salsa fell down and felt her ass smelling the floor.

Bayu immediately stood towards Saksa.

"You who? You want to rape me, right?" Tanya Bayu raised her voice.

"Hey, you're crazy! How could a girl as beautiful as I want to meng*sa man," Salsa snorted while rising up. He still holds his sore ass.

"You who? How do I sound like I know you?"

"Eh wait for you Salsa huh, hahaha..., what are you doing right, ha?" Bayu's laughter boomed as he realized the clown-like woman was Salsa.

"Why laugh? I've been beautiful gini notya praised even ridiculed," grumbled Salsa jesal.

"Let's look in the mirror and see how you look!" Invite Bayu to take Salsa to a large mirror.

"Yesaaa...." Now Salsa is aghast. He screamed as hard as he could at his strange appearance. The powder is thick, the lipstick is messy plus the eyebrows are not necessarily direction. Geez! Both of his cheeks were red clowns. Not to mention the clothes he wore. Holy hooch! Messed up.

"Try looking! You're not my type at all!" Cetus Bayu's.

"Have cleaned there, don't try to be beautiful and never!" Sayu again.

When he left, he turned his body again.

"O ya forget, you better not dress your waitress. Because you won't be able to do it yourself," the paled-up Bayu who was still staring at Salsa lowered his face.

After Bayu came out and closed the door again, Salsa chose to sit on the side of the bed and *********** his shirt.

"Ih, bummer. You weird guy, look out for you I make you will not insult me anymore" said Salsa upset.

Bayu immediately went downstairs and met the Salsa family money was waiting for them to eat.

"Woodoo, let's have breakfast!" Bring Permana.

"Sorry Pa, Bayu there needs to be a minute . Don't you think Bayu's not coming?"

"Oh yes, if so, take one of Papa's drivers to drive you!"

"No need Pa, Bayu's just for a minute."

"O yeah, be careful on the road!"

"Okay Pa, Ma, brother God, Bayu go first. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'allaikumsalam," they answered simultaneously.

"Pa, Papa sure, he's a good man for Salsa?" Tanta the god after Bayu left.

"Why?"

"Well, we've only met him once."

"Let time answer," Zaskia interrupted.

"Truely said your mother, God."

Salsa was wearing her tomboy clothes back and wiped her new face with annoyance.

"Basic! that guy ngeselin. Look out for you yes, I can be pretty like them every day" Salsa said.

"Okay, today I'm going to the mall to buy a beautiful dress like a suggestion Mama first, just look at you, Bayu."