Dusk Belibis
MY SACRED BRAIN IS BEING TESTED

Geck! poke! poke!

The sound of knocking on the door rang out loud awakening Abhimanyu who was still engrossed in the dream world.

Uuuuuniiiihffxxx's chat...

This young man did not immediately reply, he yawned very lazily opening his eyes.

“Build Abhimanyu! By noon!”

Huuaaxxxxh.

"it's really good." Her body was fresh, for some reason.

Gita's face appeared in front of the open door, feeling no response.

Her face was so beautiful with her hair rolled up.

"Wake up in the afternoon" said Gita when she saw Abhimanyu had sat down.

The woman's eyes seemed to be looking in another direction, as if she did not want to look directly at Abhimanyu who was still in a mess.

This made the young man tilt his head 180 degrees.

“Not the door have I locked last night?”

he wondered why Gita could enter, while he felt that he had locked his room before going to bed.

“Aibi, it's still morning well..” the answer is then.

Abhimanyu has a habit of waking up, which always makes the Gita worried.

"There's a duplicate key." replied Gita as she left her foster child.

huuuuuufffg. "not fair!"

“By how, you will repeat,”

“Hah!” a moment, remembering something.

“Oh, yes!” Abhimanyu immediately grabbed a towel and went to take a shower, a few minutes in the bathroom the child immediately changed clothes and left for school.

“Auntie didn't drive me?” he still had time to approach Gita who was engrossed in a flower garden. The Gita looks towards the road, like giving a signal.

Usually, the Gita will immediately put all the work just to obey Abhimanyu's wishes, even though his wishes are only unimportant and ridiculous.

But this time it was different, Gita just turned her face a little, then engrossed again.

Honestly sometimes Abhimanyu disappointed with the change in attitude Gita.

I never saw the face of my aunt who scolded me as much as I was a child.

“Someone picks you up, noh..” Gita's eyes look towards the street, and Dhea's annoying face is there.

“Iiiih! Maleslah! I want to be among my aunts, damn it!” Abhimanyu showed his angry face, cursed himself loudly. He kicked a used can used by Gita to store organic fertilizer, until it was scattered on the floor.

Gita just kept quiet did not comment on Abhimanyu's behavior, not as usual, he would scream hit the boy's head or chase Abhimanyu with a broom.

this time he was silent, a lot had changed for him.

Dhea's Honda Revo drove the two teenagers to school.

The school gate was already open, but the students were still quiet. Abhimanyu parked the bike slightly to the corner, avoiding the incoming solar heat.

“For Abhimanyu..” greet 'my dearling' Mardalena who turned out to have come, although he greeted with a friendly tone but his face said he did not like the presence of Dhea.

Yep! Lah, there is no creature SMA Negeri 1 Liwa who does not know the relationship of these two lovebirds. Also the news of the breakup of the two who had become a conversation.

Some are grateful for the situation, some are sorry about it.

“They are compatible, why should break up,” the discussion of a frustrating time, and according to Abhimanyu, a time that does not know the true events. This morning Mardalena was like executing Abhimanyu blatantly.

Bell went in and said, Abhimanyu immediately left Dhea who continued to wrestle in his hands. That damn woman made Abhimanyu a little sultry.

Dhea's eyes continued to look at Abhimanyu's departure in wonder.

Does anything seem to change from him?

But what was seen did not matter, kept passing.

Abhimanyu was more afraid of Mardalena's sharp eyes, as well as her innate smile.

“Ah, surely I will be mass hit by him.” Lirih.

By the way so curious, how my dearling will be angry with me, have or be a lover of this new mistress he experienced.

“wooooow, Experience man!”

Abhimanyu's brain starts thinking mischievously, he raises his eyebrows a little bit there is a perverted aroma, his dirty brain works, or is it? or are? or would? will something happen? Aaaa...! haaaa....! the young man nibbled at the tip of his lips, the sweet taste of blood, and his tongue swept, until his dry lips became a natural pink-colored paste.

Heeem why am I a perverted-brained man now?

hik hik...

Thousands If it starts playing on his head, a touch of wild sensation playing around in his fucking brain'.

Uh! Also, early in the morning the purity of my brain is being tested.

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