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“Erlangga!” Pekik Bu Meisy's.


Despite getting a bluff from his BK teacher, Erlangga still jumped over the gate, meeting his heart lover.


Before starting the struggle, facing sheet by sheet the issue of stirrup is important to add nutrients. Maksa.


“Erlangga!” the sweet girl with her distinctive hair in Gelung to the top randomly waved her hand.


“Good morning my heart?”


“Morning to.”


“Let's pick up yes, go home.”


“Kan emang routine.” Erlangga replied curiously, it felt like directly nyosor the tiny and thin lips, which were indeed very adorable.


Kinan continued to talk short length width height and so on. I don't know what Kinan said. Erlangga only focused on seeing Kinan's thin lips Merona, and wet with saliva.


Erlangga was very happy to see Kinan back as usual.


The soul is experiencing relapses not because of.


Suddenly his brain went to the island of Bali with many empty hotel rooms.


GLUE


He gulped his saliva, desperately wanting a scrumptious shadow.


“Waiting for the entrance bell, very convenient with you.” Erlangga replied, just answer because between the brain and the voice does not want to work together.


Kinan's face snatched away, there was a very upset there, but the upset was wrapped by a spoiled face mimic, so it made the face so adorable and did not look muddled.


Erlangga flicked the child's hair that dangled over the forehead.


I don't know this morning it looks like Kinan is harboring a huge amount of anger.


“What's up?” asked Erlangga again, repeating his sentence, waiting for an answer.


Kinan clearly spilled his frustration on her, no matter what, Erlangga did not want to add to the mood of his lover.


According to Erlangga If you do not want to talk about the problem, it means he does not want others to know. No problem, but Erlangga still hopes to help her lover's distress.


Friday’at is the last day the National exam takes place. That means it will be short days for the relationship. Even his father had begun to take care of his departure interests.


Erlangga thought Kinan was frenzied because of that, their separation was getting closer.


Erlangga tightly grasped Kinan's hand.


“We take a walk after this, yes?” Erlangga touched Kinan's chin, trying to master his hot breathing.


Kinan lowered his head, trying to cast Robby's shadow.


Kinan's strange feeling towards Robby was growing rampant, growing wildly. Mastering his barren fields. It is undeniable, now only Robby Robby Robby and Robby he wants.


I don't know when it started. What is clear to meet his father Erlangga is a very desirable thing.


“What’s happening Baby?” Erlangga asked repeatedly.


Kinan hated why every time he saw the figure of his father Erlangga his heart became chaotic. It takes a long time to be able to forget, while access meets quite often.


Kinan relaxes his neck muscles, trying hard to master a chaotic mind.


However he and Erlangga were facing the test, it would be a problem if their mood was broken.


He tried to ignore his feelings. Calming yourself seems more difficult than calming Erlangga.


“Who was the girl sitting in the living room earlier?”


“Hah! Aunt Wening you mean?” Erlangga looked surprised by Kinan's question. Doesn't hurt Kinan there will be questions that deviate from his dreams.


“She is so beautiful.”


Ha ha ha...! Erlangga laughed without pause, staring amusedly at the lover.


“So My Baby! jealous of Aunt Wening! He's papa's new secretary. Don't think I'm the same as him.”


Erlangga was not suspicious at all, she immediately sat down beside Kinan with her loose laugh. Sometimes he would come back to laugh at Kinan.


What does this have to do with me?


Kinan thought, his hand patted his eel hard.


Wanna go with whoever Erlangga's papa is! no relationship with me at all! We have no official relationship!



#Tc, Kalimantan #


Good afternoon poetry!


Today I found the longing that you put on the dew that hangs on the tip of the leaf


I heard the flaps of love you put on the wings of birds


But, uh,


I also saw the characters become words plastered on the screens of the lying machine...


#waynwild#gopdud#