Bad Boy In Love
Headache

Nindya sat pensively with her head no less dizzy, her hands outstretched receiving cereal from the Eagle. "Where are you going?"

"I'm not going anywhere, stand guard outside the tent," replied the gentle Eagle.

"I think I need some fresh air! I want to sit outside too!"

"But it's not nice to see that you're also sitting outside" the Eagles refused. He did not want to be caught by Vivian who was in the tent next door when alone with her guidance counselor. Oops .. I don't know!

"In the tent alone is more dangerous, let alone you are not far from where I sleep! Your brain is half-crazy, and I'm afraid that's what you're repeating!" nindya grumbled with a pouting face.

The eagle held back Nindya's movements, "Stay here and get some rest, tomorrow the river's whitewater will be tiring. It takes a healthy condition to rafting for three hours! Moreover mom just ehm ehm same me and lost her virginity!"

"What's? Don't worry about you, no one loses virginity falls ill and convulses, Eagle! There is a good fall, so the first night is repeated every day for the married," Nindya quipped full of sarcasm.

"If it did fall well .. what is possible that it repeated again? What does it mean mom allowed me to ehm …?" asked the Eagle in a murmur to himself.

"Well, what did you say just now? You're not even married but you're good at doing 'things'. Don't dream about it happening again, El! Crazy what?"

"She was delicious? I'm a normal guy, Mom! I'm also an adult, after all if only dreams can repeat, what's wrong?" the Eagle defended himself.

"So if I get pregnant because of you, whose fault is it?" Nindya threatened with a cruel look.

"Salah Bu Nindya herself why sleep in my tent without a sound, I have tried to wake up earlier." The eagle covered his ears, not willing to listen to anything else from Nindya's mouth. He chose to shuffle out of the tent, "I'm in front!"

The eagle grabbed the zipper of the tent Nindya occupied from outside, sat quietly and started lighting cigarettes, sucking in a daze. The eagle makes milk again after the cereal has been exhausted to scrape away the remains.

The mind of the Eagle runyam, between fear of having to take responsibility or even avoid to not meet again with the lecturer. Between letting Nindya have the possibility to get pregnant, or immediately give her antidote.

Married young is not at all the ideals of the Eagle, let alone become a father at the age of 22 years!

One hour later, the Eagle's eyes began to glare, sleepy because the stomach was full. Also because the tension has been released.

In his heart he hopes to wake up early and be fitter when bringing new students across the river by boat.

The matted-faced young man folded his body so as not to feel too cold and covered his face with a jungle hat to sleep faster. Before long, a fine snoring had already come out of the Eagle's mouth.

"Get! El, why are you sleeping here?" One voice woke up the Eagle who had just started his beautiful dream.

"Oh, Arga? There's Miss Nindya in the tent. That fucking Ryan gave us a tent for another guest because the chief's wife didn't come." The eagle explained briefly while evaporating wide. Her eyes narrowed as the light of Arga's flashlight hit her face.

"Why Bu Nindya does not sleep with her fiance alone rather than sleeping alone." Arga speaks spontaneously and grimily.

"Kok you know that he came with his fiancee? Crazy, your mouth if you say no haphazardly, where is the smell again!" said the Eagle who knew for sure that his friend was more drunk than him.

"I welcome their arrival and give the tent puket sir to the fiancee of your lecturer! There is no way kajur, puket and fiancee Bu Nindya are in one tent, the time yes officials want to be given a tent of three contents. I had to give our tent to Miss Nindya. You're busy as Vivian keeps missing the news. I want to sleep with the kids if so! Come along instead of freezing in here!" invite Arga to look at the Eagle with a look of pity.

"Udah males walk, dizzy! What if someone enters this tent? Think we're inside? We're wrong later. I'm sure the one who missed the news wasn't just me!" The eagle makes a good excuse.

"Em yes also .. eh yes the tent on Vivian's right is El? Not acting? Who knows doi need warmth on a cold night like this, quite one dyed two," seduced Arga laughed lightly. The smell of alcohol from the mouth indicates that Arga is also not clear of mind, starting to get dirty and perverted.

"Surge there! Don't make trouble here, work on it if you've started regular college!" throw the Eagle out.

"Well my rival, I'm not afraid of a challenge!" whispered Arga tickled. His brain had wandered thinking of Vivian's thighs that were as smooth white as Syahreni's thighs.

The eagle curled back to his knees as Arga went away towards the tent of the committee. The open air at night is too cold to sleep without a sleeping bag. The molar teeth of the Eagle even occasionally sounded crackling due to shivering.

"Damn," grumbled the Eagle on the sidelines of his sleep that was not sound. "Dream did I get the wrong thigh? Where's the virgin thigh, where's the fiancee. Die me!"

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