BLOODLETTING
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Rumbles of boisterous hands snapped and a wave stopped their daydreams, "jajang!, sani!, let's eat together!", a man of quite good stature with a woman walked up to them.

"Ck, just interrupt!", surwa clucked in annoyance.

Both sani and jajang were silent with each other, a new feeling that appeared on the chest of jajang managed to make him bewitched and continued to look at Sani who looked very beautiful even without makeup, but without makeup, while Sani just looked down embarrassed at being noticed like that by jajang.

"What's the matter?", asked a man who was older than Sani to see Sani blushing in shame with a reddish face.

"It's okay" Sani bowed and glimpsed at the eyes of the jajang who looked at him full of cravings.

"I'm sure now you really love your sister right?", asked Surwa nudging his hand.

"Yes", shrewd jajang did not dodge, he greatly enjoyed the feeling that came out slowly from his chest that slowly overflowed his heart.

"Waahhh, I suggest to you, my friend, it would be better if you create a romantic atmosphere of bedua with sani, make him fall in love with you", surwa expressed his idea to jajang, he said, slowly jajang understand and will certainly do what Surwa says.

Surwa smiled with satisfaction as she instigated an innocent friend and was very obedient like a single.

The next morning jajang as usual to the waterfall but this time he came quite day because last night he prepared various types of things in surwa, said surwa, jajang smiled when he found Sani swinging on the swing he made last night, a laugh and a smile could not be separated from the sweet lips of Sani.

Jajang approached and sprinkled a flower with leaves interrupting it so that only slowly the flower fell and hit the body of Sani.

"Jajang.".", shrewd as he watched the jajang gallantly descend from the top of the tree and sway with him in the same swing.

Falling flower petals watering them, jajang who has dressed up as in Surwa said with his shoulder hair that he stalls by showing a stomach like torn bread and perfect body shape sits bedua in the swing with sani.

"Beautiful?", asked Jajang to slip a beautiful flower between his ears.

Sani was stunned by what jajang did, he was silent for a moment to feel the softness given, he was eager to get that kind of attention from jajang for a long time, but because she is a woman she can only keep her feelings in silence.

Sani's face heated up but smiled at a glance, jajang's chest rumbled violently feeling a strange thing that he had been waiting for and sure enough that in the surwa said if it would feel very beautiful.

"You're so pretty", praise the jajang and gently stroke Sani's cheeks full of feeling.

Byurs.. He collided with the water and soon followed what Sani did and looked at Sani afterwards.

Deg, Sani's heart seemed to stop for a moment, 'this is not a dream!', he said inwardly widening his eyes towards the jajang who was getting closer to him, he remembered that time he only used a side cloth that wrapped around his body and of course the cloth would have sagged and quickly sani held the cloth to keep covering his upper body.

Jajang who looked at the soulful mani himself approached and pulled the cloth and twisted it to sani, he pulled the hips of a very beautiful mani and held it tightly just as in Surwa.

Jajang touched the nape of the mani and looked at the beautiful hair of Sani, he pulled the nape of the nape and pressed his lips over the lips of sani, sani fell silent with wide eyes feeling the treatment given by jajang.

For a few moments jajang enjoy the very sweet lips, as said surwa he put his tongue into the mouth of Sani and sure enough the sensation was very delicious and from then on the object that had expanded and hardened it became more and more, jajang wanted more but quickly stopped sani and pushed the chest of the field of jajang.

With the heaviest breath as well as feeling his chest beating very fast, he did not dodge if he really craved jajang and wanted more like jajang, but he was aware of his current status, a taboo in place when a pregnant woman tampa husband.

"Jajang!, what are you doing!?", jolt of mani trying to widen his eyes which I originally had time to enjoy every touch of jajang.

"Sani marry me!", jajang pulled back Sani's arm and held her tightly reluctantly away from Sani.

Sani's eyes turned soft, but he was also very afraid of not getting the blessing of the father but he again lowered his head feeling a heavy burden on his head.

"We do it all together, so marry me and we fight this cruel life together and together until old age with us and punishment picks us up".

Jajang raised his chin gently and back the cloth that covered Sani sagged and showed a large hemisphere that soared in front of his eyes.

Sani drowned her body grabbing the side cloth and dived very pretty, jajang followed what she did as she drowned her body and pulled Sani's arm, she said, the two looked at each other in the middle of the water that danced with their gestures, jajang hugged the body of Sani and pulled it to the surface and looked at the face that seemed to meet in front of him.

"Are you ready sani?", jajang put his forehead on the forehead with their heavy breath, sani nodded and the jajang chest that originally felt squeezed by a large stone finally plong and breathed lightly, he said, jajang smiled gently and lovingly and again kissed the sweet lips of Sani, sani is now uncontrollable and feels every touch given jajang on his lips, a kiss that makes the waterfall boil hot, the water is boiling, jajang deepened his kiss and pressed the nape of the mani, feeling the kiss that was getting in sani turned his face but jajang even targeted his neck, feeling a touch that was increasingly crazy Sani said something that made jajang stop his actuality.

"We are not married!", Sani with his heavy breath biting his own finger and jajang managed to stop back pecking at the lips of sani at a glance, he realized that what he did was not right he looked at the face that met with redness in front of his chest and heard an object moving between the grass making jajang alert.

Be pregnant...