Just Created For Me
THU*113

Andra knocks on the apartment door with a worried heart, her delay picking up Zara because of Fitri's invitation that forces her to stop by her mansion first.

Chequek.

A slightly pale white face emerged from behind the door.

Greep.

Andra hugged the body of the idol, regretted his heart so deep, if he refused the invitation of Fitri, of course he would not be late.

"I'm sorry dear" said Adra as she kissed the top of Zara's head gently.

Andra parsed her embrace and looked at Zara's already neat-looking body and changed clothes.

"Have you taken a shower?" tanyakanya.

Zara nodded lightly.

"Where is the Goddess ?" Andra swept a glance into the apartment room and did not see Zara's best friend.

"He's late, maybe he'll be home soon."

"Ck" Andra chuckles in annoyance.

"Why Brother, are you so upset about his face?."

"It's okay, I just want to enjoy some time with you, let's sit here."

Andra patted the sofa beside her for Zara to sit next to her.

Zara finally dropped her ass on Andra's side.

"What do you want to drink?" tanya Zara tried to calm her heart which was now pounding fast.

"I don't want to drink, right now I just want to hug you" Andra again grabbed the girl into the chest of her field.

The kisses are fixed on Zara's forehead and head.

Zara was confused by Andra's sudden possessive behavior.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"Hhhmmm, I just feel guilty about you for being late, so you came home in a taxi, when you were just healed" answered andra while looking at Zara's clear netra.

"Ah is okay I'm used to it" said Zara, actually her heart is still in restless, who exactly Manu.

Tok to tok.

Chequek.

The goddess smiled broadly when she found her best friend had returned.

He ran and hugged Zara tightly, the two hugged each other, only Andra who could only scratch her head without itching.

"Ehmm ehmm" Deheman Andra made his second jumper unravel.

"He hee I'm sorry, brother, because kangen bangeet, oiya Lu has eaten a belom?" ask the Goddess of spirit for buying a pack of Zara's favorite fried rice.

Zara shook her head slowly because her stomach was hungry.

The goddess opened the package quickly.

"Eh but I only bought two packs?"."

"It's okay, I've eaten" Andra said quickly.

The goddess smiled and handed a pack to Zara.

The goddess ate voraciously, worked all day plus overtime, making her body feel tired and stomach was rumbling.

Andra snatched the plate from Zara's hand, leaving the two girls stunned.

"You're sick, let me take a bribe" Andra thrust a spoon into Zara's mouth.

The goddess could only smile wryly, feeling like a mosquito between the two of them.

With a little blush Zara was chewing her favorite fried rice.

A few days of eating the dishes from the hospital did not taste good, and the fried rice tasted many times more delicious today.

Andra smilingly looked at the fried rice in her hand, and there was nothing left in Zara's mouth.

"I take a shower first" said Dewi after finishing her meal and then stepped into her room.

Zara tidied the rest of the meal into the kitchen.

"Sister, can I start work tomorrow?" ask Zara doubtfully.

"But I'm bored at home?" whining Zara.

Andra smiled with anxiety, wanting to feel like she carried the girl and brought her home and put her in her room.

"Tomorrow I'll pick you up after work, we'll take a walk in the city park okay?"

Zara's eyes sparkled with pleasure.

"Okay sister" he answered excitedly.

"But not free, you know." continued Andra again.

"Relax, I'll treat Brother."

"What do you have a lot of money for? My deal is expensive."

"He hee, yes don't be expensive, brother, have mercy on me who is this kara, if it is limited to mah, I'm still okay Kak, as long as you don't ask for a tract fee at a five-star restaurant" said Zara honestly.

"Who said I'm asking for a deal?"

"Well, not a treaty, then what?" ask Zara in shock.

With a quick movement but still soft, Andra grabbed Zara's shoulder until now the girl's body was in her arms.

Netra Andra stared intently at Zara, grabbed her pointy chin and slowly landed a kiss on Zara's thin lips.

The kiss that Andra did was very gentle making Zara lulled with the movement of her lips that gently swept over Zara's chewy object.

Although still looking stiff but slowly Zara replied to the pagutan Andra until the handsome young man's thin smile appeared and began to insert his tongue to obscure the oral cavity Zara, the two of them were momentarily lulled with a deep hot kiss.

Andra slowly took off her kiss, in the face of a white and smooth face sharply, she also rubbed the rest of her saliva on the side of the lips ranum Zara.

The white face also turned like a boiled crab.

Zara also hid her face in the chest of the lover's field.

Andra chuckles in anxiety.

"Why hide dear" he whispered in Zara's ear.

"Malu Brother" Zara replied softly, indeed she had just felt a very intoxicating kiss with Andra, her face was very hot.

Chequek.

Like a student caught cheating by his teacher, the two moved quickly away from each other, Zara looked misbehaved and Andra just smiled wryly.

"Why are you guys, how's that slickness on his face?" ask the Goddess plain.

"Ah no Wi, I just want to say goodbye, it's night, now I'm calm because you've accompanied Zara."

Andra got up and rattled the top of Zara's head gently.

"I go, baby, rest, sleep well okay, don't forget to dream of me ..bye" Dewi rounded her mouth to hear a sentence that looked alay from Andra's mouth.

Zara just nodded slowly and blushed in embarrassment.

"Ghoeekkk" The Goddess demonstrated a motion to vomit.

"What the Wi."

"Waaahh daebaak, just found out I, if Brother Andra is a bucolic alay, ah so nauseous my stomach."

Zara pinched the Goddess' waist and a shrill Goddess scream filled the apartment.

A smile continues to rise from Andra's lips.

"Sweet and soft" he said, monologuing himself with a thumb rubbing his own lips.

Andra does not ignore her cell phone calls, she is still busy remembering her hot kiss with Zara.

Fitri slammed the phone on his big bed, five calls not answered by Andra.

"Aaaakhhhh" Fitri shouted loudly, then squeezed out her long hair.

The girl who used to live spoiled and always fulfilled all her wishes, so angry when the men he ordered to spy Andra said that the young man turned out to meet Zara in her apartment.

Fitri's jaws bulged, his hands clenched tightly, his books turned white, his blood boiling.

He was not willing if the man he had always liked turned out to be with another girl, which made him more angry, the girl was very inappropriate for Andra, orphan girls who for daily eating must also slam bones.

Fitri felt very underestimated, so far no one dared to race with him because surely he would be the champion.

Zara does not deserve Andra, only she deserves to be with him, Fitri shouted in his heart.