He's My Brother Not My Son
Chapter 113 Repeating

What if we rematch Faro?" challenge Tomy Sanjaya.

"Let's who's afraid!" answer Faro steady.

Tomy Sanjaya prepares and helps Faro use the standard shooting equipment available there, Tomy also chose the lightest weapon like the Faro owner in Jakarta even though the weapon is genuine but the lightest among other weapons.

The rematch is only done once with one gun and six bullets, the rule is whoever shoots on target will win the match, and the judges are Ken and Papi Bastian.

Ken started counting with a countdown, "three.

"Dor.dor..dor..."

"Dor.. yd...dor..".

There was only a sound echoing in the room, after both of them put down the short-barreled pistol, unloading the standard firing safety that had been in use, he said, only the four different people of that generation directly ran towards the target of the shoot and judged which one was the most on target between the two.

It turned out that of the six bullets the most appropriate target was Faro's, while Tomy Sanjaya's had a little miss on the edge of the line that was circular in the target area, finally the jury decided if Faro was the winner.

"Yes.... Abi, Brother won, brother,...Brother won" Faro said, hugging Ken from behind.

Ken turned around and warmly returned Faro's embrace.

"It's not in vain for you to train in these two months and modify your toy weapon" Ken whispered in Faro's ear.

Tomy Sanjaya approached the father and son who were hugging tightly.

"Congratulations Faro, congratulations, you are indeed really talented, twice I lost to you" said Tomy Sanjaya, hugging Faro warmly.

Papi Bastian also congratulated Faro by hugging him as well, finally they embraced the four of them happily, only unfortunately Ken did not record the incident because his cellphone was not carried the battery runs out.

The next morning after the family breakfast Papi Bastian pampit, to the hotel that has been booked before the inauguration of the opening of natural tourism destination yesterday, Ken booked three rooms, one for Papi Bastian and Mami Winda, respectively, another one for Ken and Imma, and another one for Kemmy, Faro and Fia.

For some days they will enjoy the beauty of natural tourism in the tea plantation environment with a happy heart, especially when Faro enjoys the paintball arena with his extended family.

While Uthi Sumi some days to meet his old friend, help those who are in short supply, visit his friend from house to house with Yati's mother.

It has been almost three days that Imma did not meet Uthi Sumi, she misses the figure of the old woman who took care of her from the baby, calling her to tell her about the experience she experienced while at the hotel, Uthi Sumi invites Imma Before returning to Jakarta to make a pilgrimage to the tomb of her biological father and make a pilgrimage to the tomb of Uthi Sumi's husband and son in a different tomb.

While on a pilgrimage to two places it was only Uthi Sumi, Imma and accompanied by Yati maam, while others still accompanied Faro and Fia shopping by the typical area.

Like yesterday when they first slept in that bed, while sleeping quietly both are not a problem, but if Ken starts guerrilla disturbing the new Imma sleep the bed will act. Ken began to shift his body closer to Imma followed by a "cret...kret sound"

Ken began to kiss Imma's lips greedily with his body movements up and down the sound of the bed was coming again "cret".

"Slowly, the bed rang, someone would hear" Fatma whispered as she kissed Ken.

Ken slowly descended to the neck giving the mark there but still the voice followed Ken's every move "crete... Creetes".

Ken was increasingly tempted after his hands unbuttoned the clothes one by one there were two twin mountains that towered, Ken unconsciously moved quickly to climb it but the sound was also faster following his "crew...crete... kreeet..cret...kreet...kree".

Imma became out of concentration with the sound of the bed following Ken's movements, Imma chuckled with her mouth shut, afraid to be heard by the next room occupied by uthi Sumi.

"Honey..bikin is not concentrated, added taut nich sound bed" Ken chanted by repeating the climb the twin mountains.

Still the more intense Ken's movement the louder the sound also reads, Imma more unable to hold back his laughter, making Ken's concentration crumble and frustrating.

"Honey.. don't reduce Abi's pleasure, concentration is lost huh".

Out of annoyance Ken carried Imma bridal to a long wooden bench that was beside the bed, placed Imma on the bench, in his place the rest of Imma's clothes and thrown towards the bed, Ken started guerrilla fighting again from the beginning, but beyond Ken's expectations, the bench also made a louder sound from the bed "kreeeet... kreeeet".

Imma laughed out loud at the sound, Ken pulled his hair in annoyance, but Ken finally chuckled with today's events, having not been able to channel the new half-game, but finally Ken chuckled, finally Ken pulled the mattress from the bed to the floor between the bed and a long bench.

Only Ken can concentrate with the mattress that is below, so also Imma has begun to carry the game Ken small sighs, he said, with a sighing sound that Ken is increasingly fanning guerrilla marking on every inch of his favorite.

The more intense Ken's guerrilla, sprinkling every inch there, circling the twin mountains with his lips to the top for a moment, uniting the two to the peak of the enjoyment of heaven the world both just fell down bathed in sweat soaked the bodies of both.

Imma's room had no bathroom, so Ken couldn't ask to connect as usual.

"Honey.. can not be fun to add episodes, strange house, bathroom coke outside" protested Ken.

"Yes this is Bi, umi life first, do not insult dong"

"Not insulting Honey...just weird, just imagine, cook bed and stool can be uniform as soon as the sound?".

Imma laughed again, closed her mouth quickly because time almost showed midnight, afraid there were kuntilanak, night laughed at the sound of benches and uniform beds.

They sleep on the mattress at the bottom until the morning before with a blanket thick, Imma without wearing a shirt back while Ken uses shorts and T-shirts because it can not stand the cold.