Black Dove
Temperature of the crocodile handler

"Are you okay?" the man's baritone voice spread Moya's mind who was traveling somewhere a few seconds ago. Moya's eyes were moved, as he hilariously stretched out the man's hand, looking towards him. The figure looked so firm, his firm jaw covered in tiny feathers was so seductive, his icy dark brown hair that was flushed back as if displaying real parts of his face were perfect. His black eyebrows, his plump eyelashes, his brown eyes, and his bangir nose. Moya swallowed his saliva, this man like the images of figures in the imagination that he often gave even with his friends. And this man was actually able to make him short of breath.

" Have anyone hurt, miss." said the man in front of her. His voice was hoarse, but it seemed so rather cold. It was as if making anyone who heard it could easily be intruded unconsciously.

For a moment Moya was still silent, then he was aghast from his imagination, shaking his head still fixedly staring at the man's face and smiling insipidly.

"Moya, my name is Moya" Meta replied with a knotty smile. There is a shame that spread to the crown, when remembering the dirty thoughts that had crossed his mind a moment ago with the man in front of him.

"Rendra Chaerul Tanjung, but you can call me Rendra only" the man replied widening his smile graciously as he looked at Moya's beautiful face.

"Oh, yes, thank you," said Moya while taking off. then he looked at Ardilla who was squealing with a gaze filled with questions.

"Look it off,"

"Then, excuse me, sir," said Moya

" Thank you again for helping me wake up just now" said Moya with a mixed awkward feeling. Rendra nodded and then looked at Moya closely. Moya's appearance, her hair covered in hijab, Meta's pretty face, then.Rendra's gaze stopped towards Moya's chest. Whether intentionally or unintentionally it really bothered him a lot and instantly made the "little brother" want to rebel out right then and there, though he held the woman's hand only intended to help her because she fell so hit him. Moya walks back awkwardly, Rendra bites her lower lip, looking sexy in Moya's eyes, when in fact Rendra is trying hard to resist her desire for the woman she first met at this time.

" Wait" prevent Rendra before Moya gets further away from his sight.

"Yes?" Moya momentarily held back her smile, then a plain feigned expression.

May I have your WhatsApp?" ask Rendra to the point to give her phone. Still with the same cold intonation. In fact, Moya could feel cold yet warm speech whirring his blood stream.

Moya nodded, then took Rendra's cell phone, his wiggle finger then touched the flat screen of the phone, occasionally netra Moya flirting at Rendra who also looked at him with a warm gaze, His heart rate was completely pounding, as their beads clashed against each other. Thousands of butterflies are now filling his stomach. Meta really felt a tickling sensation once their neutrals intertwined.

"So I'll take you to dinner sometime, okay?" asked Rendra again while taking her phone back and managed to make Moya almost choke.

His eyes glanced right and left misbehaving, both of his cheeks were hot as Rendra blatantly asked him out on a date.

"Hmm. can.. Later we can set the time" Moya replied awkwardly while biting her lips, anxious. Then he passed by leaving Rendra with all the dirty thoughts that now filled his brain.

Rendra took a few breaths, then she rubbed her face violently. Trying to neutralize the passionate desire in his mind, the mind again floated on d**a Moya who still loomed even though the clothes were covered and looked polite. But it is the basis of Rendra's mind that is dirty and ngeres to still imagine things e****s with Moya.

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Moya's face seemed more discordant after coming from the toilet, he again sat in his chair facing Ardilla looking at him suspiciously.

"Nape lo, a rich man is not obvious" asked Ardilla, but Moya seemed indifferent because it turns out he was imagining strange things in his mind with the man he accidentally hit earlier.

"Well, coming home from the toilet is crazy" murmured Ardilla.

"Moy's.. Moyyaa!" said Ardilla half-shouting while waving his hand in front of Moya who still ignored him. With annoyed feelings Ardilla also patted Moya's arm tightly.

PLAQUE !!

"Lagian lo dreamy, kesambet tau rasa lo" said Dilla dongkol.

"Btw, who was that guy? "asked Ardilla curious. Instead of answering, Moya smiled to himself.

"What a crazy boy this is !" ardilla said, getting annoyed.

"Well, if it's not wrong he said his name was Rendra mmm duh Rendra who had forgotten me," Ardilla scrunched her forehead as if she had heard the name but somewhere. A moment later Ardilla then ignored his thoughts despite being somewhat curious.

"Why are you dumb? You know the same guy?" Moya was curious when he saw the change in Ardilla's face like he was remembering something. Ardilla just shook her head.

"Ngga, but the feeling of feeling familiar is called Rendra - Rendra it, but I don't know where?" ardilla said, shaking her shoulder.

"So I took a trip just as he stretched his hand to help me wake up earlier" continued Moya while sipping the rest of the drink.

"Huh?? How ? How's it?" said Ardilla gawking does not believe Moya's words just now.

"Yes abisnya she type I really, sound the same body sexy, handsome, tall and fragrant" Ardilla bersekap with a look increasingly gawky. Absolutely do not think it could have a friend this summer, especially in a man he did not know at all.

"Keep your contact no?" asked Dilla who was still holding her arms and leaning her body on the back of the restaurant sofa.

"Clear dong! I do. what the hell can I get if I want" said Moya confidently.

Ardilla grinned with a smile, wanted to be surprised but it was Moya, his best friend who had been stamped on the temperature of the crocodiles, Moya as if it had a magnet to attract all the men who approached him, Moya, just like Nayuwan he is like a pigeon that will fly when someone will tie him with commitment and it really will never be good for the survival of his romance. Even at the age that is now no longer young, the charm of Moya even more alluring to the opposite sex even though Moya just do flirty on them just for fun, and can already be guessed the ending, and, the men instantly fall in love and then become Moya's toys for some time.

Ardilla gave a smile as she sipped away the rest of her drink, she looked at the indifferent-looking Moya witfully. Sometimes Ardilla is confused why has two friends who have sifadan characters are almost the same.

"Lucky you have my macem that holds the same dirty mind lo it" Ardilla said.

"Bawel lu ah, no way again? If not the Nyuhwan tell us to the beautyhouse" ketus Moya while preparing, after giving some money sheets painted by Mr. Proclaimator.

"So this is an advantage, I briefly take the return." said the polite waiter, but immediately Moya rebuked the waiter.

"Don't mbak, the change is for mbak aja, it's good to buy medicine for bruised mbak hands" said Moya smiling as he looked at the waiter who looked glassy, glassy, while carrying some bags of Ardilla's groceries, they then headed to the beautyhouse which happened to be Nyuwan was there for work of course.

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sarangheo ⁇ ° ⁇ °

the temperature of crocodiles

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