I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Freaky girl

Vicky drives his car to the hospital to visit Kiara who has just given birth to a daughter. He wanted to go to the hospital with Kenan. However, his meeting with one of the government officials for the purposes of bureaucracy, quite a long time.

Vicky drove the car fast. The car that Kenan just bought for him as a replacement for the burning car.

Gushh ...

Vicky's car overtakes between the crowds of two-wheelers and four-wheelers. However, accidentally, the outside rearview mirror of Vicky's car hit the rearview mirror of the motor matic next to it.

Vicky just looked to the side, where the rearview mirror did not shift, because the rearview mirror of Vicky's car was quite strong and could only be driven automatically. He also looked at the rearview mirror, that the motorbike that was in good condition and did not fall. Finally, Vicky continued to drive his car as before.

After a few minutes, Vicky was chased by two-wheeler riders.

“Hey, out lu. Basic no responsibility,” said the motor matic driver.

Vicky turned to the window, he saw the rider who tried to pin his bike on Vicky's car and tried to stop Vicky's road.

Finally, Vicky let the car down and pulled over. He stopped on a fairly quiet roadside. The matic motorcycle driver also stopped his motorbike right in front of the hood of Vicky's car.

Vicky casually looked at the bike from the front window, as it had indeed stopped right in front of him. The rider who was still sitting on his motorcycle was also opened the helmet. The long hair that was originally invisible was immediately scattered.

“Oh, girl. Pantes,” murmured Vicky.

He often sees angry female riders on the road, but if fellow male riders, such a thing is very natural to happen on the streets.

The woman stoutly walked towards Vicky's car door.

Vicky opened the window.

“Hey, if the road is real,” said the woman who looks from her face if the woman is still young.

“Sorry, I'm in a hurry.”

“Everyone also wants to spend their time at home, not lu doang.”

“Okey, sorry,” says Vicky again.

Indeed, at this time there is traffic hours, because this happens to be the time when all office people return home.

“Sorry, sorry. I don't accept, you have to take responsibility,” said the woman as she looked around the open interior of Vicky's car.

Vicky also saw the eyeball of the woman who was exploring the contents in her car.

“Emang you fell?” ask Vicky relax.

In a big city like this, there are indeed many modes that use this way.although indeed four-wheeled riders are always blamed, if they come into contact with two-wheeled vehicle users. Moreover, it looks like the car that was read by Vicky is not an ordinary car. Vicky cars are classified as European luxury cars.

“Ngga anyway, but still I feel deprived.”

“What losses?” ask Vicky.

The woman walked back to her bike and picked up something. “Nih, look!”

The woman showed her rearview mirror of her motor that had already detached from there.

“Ah, I don't believe that this senggolan was until you made your rearview mirror like this,” said Vicky who still does not believe that the not hard reluctance earlier resulted in such a thing.

“Yee, no responsibility do you,” said the woman.

The woman is indeed beautiful, but covered because of her original and slightly rude style of speech.

“Ya already, I'm responsible.” Vicky pulled out his wallet and was about to give him three pieces of red money.

“Gw don't want cash. I want a business card, because my motorbike must be brought to the workshop.”

“You squeezed me?’ ask Vicky who's getting upset.

He also got out of the car. It just so happened that no other party had taken part in their dispute,

“Your motor is already a lot of broken. Here, here.” Vicky pointed to the slightly cracked right light and the left side of the body that was scratched was quite deep.

“Enak aja, request to workshop. Keep me in charge,” said Vicky again.

“Basic, rich man stingy,” umpat the girl.

“I'm not stingy, but realistic. It's called blackmail. You can I sue.” Vicky stepped up to the girl and said right in front of her face, pointing her index finger in front of the sweet face.

“Gue not afraid!” challenge the girl by rounding her eyes. “Lu is wrong, from earlier driving a fast car, even though this is not a toll road.”

Vicky researched the girl's appearance from head to toe. If you look at this girl, it's not ugly. In fact, it can be said to be beautiful, although a little fierce.

Vicky started smiling slyly.

“Whose name are you?” ask Vicky.

“Andrea, commonly called Rea.”

Vicky nodded, then took his phone out of his pocket. “How is your mobile number?”

Rea smiled excitedly. Finally, there is an opportunity to justify his beloved slightly damaged motorbike without taking any money out of his own pocket. Later, Rea tells Vicky her cell phone number.

Vicky entered the girl's mobile number. Eventually, they exchanged mobile numbers.

“Oke, I'll take responsibility. Please take your bike to the workshop and I'll pay for everything.” Vicky brought his body closer to the woman. “After your bike is fixed, I will send you my apartment address. You hand over the bill from the workshop and I'll pay for it.”

"okay." The girl smiled widely and displayed her thumb upwards.

Vicky moved a little more of his body and slightly brought his lips closer to the girl's ears. “But after that, serve me.”

The girl immediately rounded her eyes wide. “Badness, basic om bawdy.”

Rea pushed Vicky's body hard to get away. Vicky laughed too.

However, the girl continued to hit Vicky's body which was already slightly away. He was not satisfied to hit the perverted man who abused him, even though it was just words.

Vicky kept laughing. He closed his mouth to try to stop his laughter, but he laughed.

“That's enough! Basic omes, perverted brain. Sono ask bini lu.” Rea's still cursing. He's really upset.

Then, Rea quickly got on his bike.

“Hey, he said I should take responsibility,” cried Vicky, because the girl was already sitting on his bike.

“Naj*s. I'm dealing with a perverted om om. There I will be hit by bini lu.” The girl pulled back her bike and tried to return to the vehicle, avoiding Vicky who was smiling cunningly at her.

Now, things are turning around. Initially, the girl pretended to be a dashing and strong woman. But now he is like a frightened man. Vicky was not serious about his words. He just fucked the young girl. Girls who may be only eighteen or nineteen years old. Maybe he just graduated high school and just started going to college.

Vicky held the steering wheel and stood in front of him. “Hey where are you going, Rea? Our business is not finished, is it? I'm not in charge yet.”

“Ngga. So, no need to call my name. The man is stressed. Move ngga!” the girl gets even more upset, because Vicky is blocking her way.

“Oke.” Vicky backed up and smiled. He gave way to the girl.

“Hey, I'll call you later, Rea.” Vicky stuck his thumb and little finger in the ear.

The girl looked up and pursed her lips. “Basic stress!”

Rea regretted giving her name and personal number to the man she thought was so perverted. Really, he felt insulted by Vicky's words earlier, even though he was wrong because he had taken advantage of the situation, just because he saw a luxury car driven by Vicky.

Vicky laughed again and shook his head. That girl is funny. Sok fierce, but cowardly.

“Basic of strange girls! Maybe he wants to do me,” muttered Vicky while stepping foot to the car door and back in.

Vicky turned the engine back on and drove to his original destination. He's getting late to the hospital, because of that strange girl.