
Mariam did not go home. He wanted to stop by the house of love for a moment. Free also he went to his brother's house because when he called earlier his brother again accompanied the beloved wife shopping for baby clothes. Understand, bucin's husband.
"Is Garra going to treat me as good as Foster's sister treats Mina later?" muttered the girl, asking herself.
He recalled the incident at Garra's apartment. Imagining his game against the man, which makes Garra experience a max client that is so great. Mariam smiled proudly. He was proud to be able to make a Garra who acted like a stone and very cold was in his grasp.
Mariam then held her cheek which turned red when she remembered Garra playing on her chest. Geez, he was already very excited. I want Garra to do more. At least mengemut hers, playing in a sensitive area on her body part until she experienced the same release as the man. He also wondered what it was like. He knows it's delicious, but he's never known how good it tastes.
"It's okay. He said he didn't want to break me, really wanted to have a serious relationship with me." Mariam spoke to herself again. His brain kept going.
"But I also want him to ruin me. Was wrong? Ah, I'll tease her again later until she can't bear to ruin me." the girl kept talking to herself until the taxi driver she was riding in stared strangely at herself from behind the rearview mirror.
How not to feel strange try to hear him talk like that.
"Sir, sir, it's been a bit. Stop here sir. Well, the driver used to dream of everything again." Mariam chirped. He was not angry, the man was.
"Oh, sorry deck. After all, the strange talk continues from the same self adek itself. So you can't concentrate
"Yes, already. This is the fare sir, thank you." Mariam handed the money to the driver and then got out.
The girl entered the grounds of the simple house of Love. Yep. Of all his close friends, Love is indeed the simplest. His father was an ordinary office worker, and his mother was a teacher. Sometimes Love story she envies the life of Mariam who like a princess, but also grateful for her simple life. Because although simple, he is very happy, especially his family is very harmonious.
"Love ... Yuyao! Open the door dong." Mariam exclaimed from outside. This Love House is much smaller in size compared to his home. So if you shout that his voice will sound very clear.
"Rovely ... Lovely ... Are you home?" this time Mariam knocked while calling Love with a frenzy, even giving a tone in each call.
Shortly after, the door opened. Displays the face of Love staring at him rather incoherently.
"It's not Mari's forest, I've said many times don't yell so when I go to my house, right? You really are." protest Love. His voice was intentionally slow.
Mariam scrunched her eyes. How does love say that? Why so slowly? There are others, lest in his house there are guests again.
"Why are you so small in voice? Who is inside? Tam ..."
Mariam stepped in through Love. Love wanted to hold the girl but Mariam moved too fast until when she reached the living room, her steps came to a standstill on their own. Love held a deep laugh, looking at the silent Mariam, quite shocked to see who her guest was. I told you, don't scream. Rasain was ashamed of himself.
Mariam grimaced in shame. Moreover, he remembered he had lied to the guy about the name. And was caught that time, too. Not thinking long, Mariam turned around, wanting to kabu as soon as possible rather than face the actor. Spreading him, he felt this actor named Sky was not an arbitrary person.
For some reason Mariam felt the man was very mysterious. Like someone who has a dark secret in his life. Whether it was just her overrated thoughts or not, Mariam definitely did not want to get involved with such a man.
"Where are you going?" Love endured. Mariam looked at Love, glanced at Sky and the man's manager, then looked at Love again.
"Em, suddenly I remember my mama wanting me to go to Arisan.
"Oh, I don't believe it. You never want to meet your mom, you are a bar-bar girl who likes to have fun with people your age, not the same old classmate your mama and her friends." long love cerocos.
Oh, my God, he can't say it's not in front of two men there. Mariam can be considered a child of disobedience. But the truth is not that bad.
"Don't be ugly-ugly I'm in front of famous actor dong, right if the man's mouth is a bucket, he could just unload my ugliness as netizens. No one ever knows love. If I suddenly become famous for what bad name? You want responsibility?"
Mariam's voice was strong enough to the ears of Heaven. The man's lips curved, but in a split second it came back flat. Dimas stared at the actor, his face as serious as ever. While Love shook his head in amazement. Awesome, great. Mariam's imagination deserves a thumbs up. The queen of self-trust.
"I'm really surprised, how can there be women who are like you" he said. And Mariam raised her chin up high not forgetting to show her wide smile.
"Love," the voice of Dimas resuscitated Love. Geez, he forgot there were guests in his house. Love attracts Mariam to sit with him. Faced with two tall, handsome men whose faces were very serious, the other was very flat. Like two mysterious cold men gathered, making the room feel creepy.
"M ... Sorry, because of my friend who is a little crazy I forgot the same you guys." said Love is not good. Mariam immediately threw her sharp gaze at Love. It's good to think he's crazy.
"So how's the flower garden, you agreed to sell it to the Sky?" ask Dimas again.
"Yes. My parents don't mind." nods Love. There is a simple flower garden garden owned by his family who are interested in being bought by the Sky. That's why the two men were in his house.
"Then sign this. I've prepared the file. Read it before signing it." Dimas then thrust a map into Love. The two men were busy with the files.
While Mariam and Sky had only been silent since then. The gazes of the two met again, Mariam quickly threw away her face.
"You're called Earth, right?" the question that came out of the mouth of Heaven made Dimas and Love both look at the man, while Mariam coughed for a moment.