BULE NYSAR SO REBUTTAL
Intruders In The Widows' Cottage

Brak!

"Beggo heart, beggo!"

"Sorry by accident, hehehe ..."

The two people who had just forcibly opened the door spoke in a whispering manner to each other. They immediately crouched down near the newly opened door. Inside the darkness, they put a wary gaze to the surroundings. They were worried that the sound they had just caused would resuscitate the occupants of the building they were entering at this time.

They were supposed to consist of three people, but one of the three people, got the task of keeping watch outside, watching the surrounding conditions even in a quiet state. While the other two are tasked with going inside to carry out the tasks they have planned.

The situation inside the building they entered was also quite dark. There were only a few spaces whose lights were lit up including the room inhabited by a bule man. Once the atmosphere is monitored in a safe state, the two people again settle down to find a target in accordance with the task they carry.

While in the same place, but in one of the rooms whose lights were lit, the bule man and a woman who had been quite surprised when they heard a loud noise, chose to be quiet and observe the situation. The two spoke in a soft voice.

"It looks like it's the sound of the back door, sir" said the woman named Melan. His face looked so scared that he hugged the arm of the bule man who was with him very tightly.

"Is there anyone who might come in?" asked Bule named MIke in a soft voice. "Let me check on her."

Melan immediately tightened her embrace. "No, Master! Sir just here. I'm scared."

"Not to be afraid, there's me, okay? Miss here first. I'll see things outside."

Although there was little negotiation, Melan finally obeyed Mike's words. He chooses to hide behind the door while Mike also slowly settles watching the situation from the bedroom door.

From the outside it looks lonely. The box-shaped building with the middle of a small garden looks gripping on a night like this. Mike continued to sharpen his gaze towards the kitchen as Melan directed.

"Right, it looks like I saw someone" whispered Mike who was currently still lurking near the door of the room.

"really? How are we going? Did I wake the others?" melan asked with growing fear.

Meanwhile, two people who had been walking back and forth, saw one of the rooms had just turned off the lights. The two then gave each other codes until one of them decided to approach the room.

"Why not the other room?"

"If the other room must be the occupants are already asleep, we will eventually knock on the door. You just saw, some of the rooms we've been trying to open, in the keys of the whole thing."

One of them seemed to digest his friend's words and what he said was true. The person who just turned off the lights may just go to sleep. Once the door of his room is knocked, surely the occupants of the room will rise again to open the door.

"All right, let's go there." The two men finally returned to settle into the room they were after.

Meanwhile, in another place, precisely in a residence inhabited by two Caucasians, a woman seemed to smile happily at what she was doing with the bule man sitting next to her. The eyes of the woman who was familiarly called Sansan, continued to look at something that was behind the color, which was printed clearly. Something belongs to the bule men who became the dream of the women who were there.

"Master," called Sansan while looking at the man sitting beside him.

"Hum? What's up?" the Caucasian man named Josh returned the woman's gaze.

"Why do you only wear one pair of pants?"

Josh's forehead creased and then he turned his gaze toward the color he was wearing. Josh's smile immediately grew as he realized that the contents of the color were clearly very prominent.

"Did you see it?" embarrassed, Sansan nodded. Josh's smile went straight. "I like this, Miss. If inside the house or on the beach, it is more comfortable to wear only one loose pants. Wh why? Does Miss want to see it without being covered up? or is Miss peing holding it?"

"Whoops!"

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