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Prayoga frowned, "What the hell is this! I asked him to wait for me!" Prayoga muttered, with a disappointed look at Pricil's figure.
Prayoga crawled up to the top of the mattress slowly. He tilted his body, looking at Pricil's face with one of Prayoga's hands as a refutation.
Prayoga's one-handed outstretched, getting rid of the haircut that covered Pricil's pretty face.
"It seems you're so tired, baby, get some sleep. I won't disturb your sleep!" Prayoga kisses Pricil's lips.
"Good sleep baby, dream of me, my dear!" Prayoga whispered in Pricil's ear, then landed one of his hands on Pricil's stomach.
Dreeet dreeet.
Prayoga, who had just closed his eyes, had been disturbed by the sound of his hape ringing on the nightstand.
Prayoga frowned, because it was Stella who called him.
"It turns out it wasn't Bella, it was Stella. Why did this woman contact me!" Prayoga Gumam.
Prayoga climbed down from the top of the mattress, walking towards the front room with a guest sofa.
Prayoga rested his back, when he had landed his body on the sofa.
"What are you bothering me for?" Prayoga asked the person who contacted him.
[ "Don't be so fierce, dear dong, did you go to sepian? Need a friend to sleep with?" ] A spoiled voice sounded from the phone.
Prayoga frowned, "What do you mean, Stella?"
[ "Let's go baby, your new wife must be asleep, don't you want me to warm your bed? My bed, need yourself, baby!" ] Stella's voice was heard haunting, trying to seduce and tear down Prayoga's determination.
"I can't leave him alone! How would my wife wake up? And not find me by his side! What do I have to answer?" Prayoga seemed tempted by Stella's persuasion.
[[You take it easy baby, your wife will wake up tomorrow morning. You can come back before he wakes up!" ] Stella convinced Prayoga.
"Where would Pricil wake up in the middle of the night?" Prayoga looked towards the bed, from far away he saw a visibly restful Pricil in his sleep. The woman who had just officially become his wife.
[ "You doubt me, baby? Your wife won't wake up until tomorrow morning, come to my room, number 111 3rd floor. I'll explain if you're here!" ]
Stella cut off her phone.
"Hello, Stella! You can't-" Sialll the woman disconnected her phone.
Prayoga put his hape on the table, he stepped towards the closet in the room.
He took out a long, black mantal from the closet, then put it on, covering the pajamas he was wearing.
Prayoga glanced at Pricil for a moment, "Sorry baby, I have to leave you! But you don't worry, before you wake up, I'm already by your side!"
Prayoga stepped out of the room where he spent the night with Pricil, with a definite step. He entered the elevator, heading to the floor where Stella was waiting for him.
Prayoga looked calm, looking at the number keys on the iron box. Wait until he arrives at the floor that is his goal now.
Ting.
Prayoga stepped out of the elevator, what Stella had planned this time!
Chequek.
Stella opens the door to the hotel room, before Prayoga knocks on her door.
"You've come, baby!" Stella said with her sensual lip movementsll, teasing the man standing pecking at the door of her hotel room.
The woman with a black transparent nightgown, showing the shape of her curves. Welcoming Prayoga who was amazed with a beautiful view in his eyes. With a bright smile, adorned her lips that were bright red.
In another room, which was only 2 rooms away from Prayoga on foot, Alex frowned looking at Prayoga.
"Wow! Apparently you've prepared all this, honey?" Prayoga asked with his mischievous eyes.
"of course! Whatever I'm gonna do to be with you, baby!" Stella said with her hand moving wildly across Prayoga's chest.
Sreeek.
Brakes.
Stella pulls Prayoga in and slams the door, locking the door.
Prayoga released his wishtt on Stella, forgetting Pricil for a moment.
From a short distance away, Alex seemed shocked by what he had just seen.
"That's Yoga, right? What is yoga in that room? Shouldn't Yoga be with Pricil? Then where's Pricil?" Some questions ran through Alex's head.
Alex undoes his intention to go downstairs, after his eyes catch a familiar figure, being not far from the hotel room he occupied.
In his hotel room, Alex is made to be unsettled. In his hand was now grasping his hape. Ready to get the Pricil number.
"Do I have to call her? Ask where her husband is? No, I can't interfere, so Pricil might know if Yoga met his girlfriend, or if it was one of his relatives. I didn't see the woman clearly, did I?" Alex keeps it back, hapenya on the nightstand next to his bed.
Alex put his body on the bed. Look at the sky in his room.
Try it I can go back to Indonesia faster. Maybe I can still have you, Pricil. Sweet girl, my comrade-in-arms in upper middle school. I miss the day of the day, where there's a joking laugh between you and me, Pricil.
...πA few hours laterπ...
Pricil blinked into his two eyes, as the sunlight penetrated into his room, through a window whose curtain was opened by Yoga.
Pricil covered his eyes with the back of his hand, "What a glare!" He murmured with his newly awakened voice.
"Morning, baby!" Prayoga exclaimed with a fluffy smile on his lips.
Pricil got up from his sleep and sat down, "What time is it, baby?" He asked with eyes that he was trying to open.
"Hour 7 baby! Come on get up, we can skip breakfast!" Prayoga said by standing in front of the mirror, his hands restored his hair that looked still wet.
Pricil got out of bed, running to approach Prayoga.
Bugh.
Pricil hugs Prayoga's body from behind, to his two arms around Prayoga's abdomen, Pricil's right cheek sticking to the back of the man who is now her husband, Prayoga.
"I'm sorry, honey. Last night I missed our first night!" Said Pricil with a soft, guilty look.
Prayoga gripped prickly fingers, "No problem, I know you must be tired." Prayoga flipped his body, until the two faced each other.
Pricil put his face together, looking at Prayoga's face. "I'm really sorry, honey, sorry. I let you down on the first night of our wedding!"
Prayoga cupped Pricil's face with both hands, "I don't mind, baby!"
"I was really sleepy, after drinking that!" Pricil pointed his right index finger, at a glass above the nightstand on the side of which he slept.
Prayoga grinned at the glass pointed at Pricil, obviously. Because of the drink you drink, there is already a sleeping pill! Really clever you Stella.
"I think there's something wrong with that drink, baby!" Pricil hugged Prayoga's body.
Seriate...
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