Kepentok Cinta Farmer Handsome
~ She's Not My Type

Maharani did not blink her eyes now, seeing Sadewa undressing her superior, thus revealing the man's abdominal muscles engraved like torn bread. A muscle that shows that Sadewa is a hardworking type of man. And it also looks sweaty circles flowing slowly from the skin of Sadewa now.

The maharani could hear the screams of the girls on the side. Unknowingly he drooled a little..

Geez, this is a foreign model spec, Tomi's body is not a kayak box, there is a plywood kayak.

The inner Maharani was stunned with the body and face of Sadewa for a moment.

"Haha! Let's get caught!" Bejo moved his hands in front of the Maharani's face earlier.

Maharani Daydreams were also broken. As fast as lightning he rubbed his saliva.

"What hell! Don't be weird," he said while blasting his lips for a moment.

"Haha, Rani, Rani, if you like to say anyway, how will I match? Single god from birth, even though he is 21 years old," Bejo chirped with a nagging.

Oh so he was 21 years old, emm older means than me, why he did not go to college.

"I don't know how old I am!" Maharani stood up, glancing coldly at Bejo.

"I'm just wondering, don't be angry dong is beautiful. Want not the same God, here he is nicknamed the same handsome farmer girls in the village loh."

"No! I don't want to be the same God! He's not my type, anyway! I want a guy who's white and well-established!" maharani Sergah.

"Relatedly? Don't wanna? God is well established, he's a farmer here has a job too."

"I mean, I don't want to have a farmer's girlfriend! I want my life to be guaranteed!" exclaim Maharani. Although she has a sense of interest in Sadewa but she still thinks rationally about her dream husband later. Unhypocritical, she wants a comfortable life for herself and her children later.

"Well, Rani, Rani, don't look at the work of someone with one eye, you don't know, Sadewa has a rice field that has acres of his own, oh one more thing, he said, he also has a garden in the village next door, the land is also there, especially yes, forget to forget to remember me," Cerocos Bejo while remembering what Sadewa had all this time.

Bejo shook his head, seeing the attitude of the Empress who turned out to judge one's work just one eye. "Later if God is taken someone else cry," he chirped while sticking his tongue.

"Yes, take care of me!" said Maharani, snorting for a moment then folding both hands on the chest.

"OK deh, you want to know there is no son of RT sir at the end there who likes the same God for a long time, because the gods settled in the village and did not go to college. That girl if there's a day off, definitely go back to the village!" Bejo poked his lips slightly, as if to tell which woman was putting her heart on Sadewa.

Hearing that, Maharani's feelings were slightly disturbed by Bejo's story just now. His heart was burning instantly, for whatever reason.

"Whatever!" maharani ketus.

"What's this about a storm?" ask Sadewa suddenly.

Maharani chuckled, seeing the arrival of Sadewa who had been at his side for some time. He looked away in any direction because he could not see Sadewa's torn bread that looked sexy now.

"Hehe, this is the boss, Rani said to me earlier, if the boss is not her type." Bejo opened the voice later.

Maharani rolled his lazy eye upwards.

"So what kind of you is Rani?" sadewa asked, staring fixedly at Maharani's face.

Maharani looked over, with a fast-paced heart, he said, "What the heck, it's like that, ah I want to go home."

Maharani was about to turn around but his hand was scuffed Sadewa instantly. Like an electric shock, the woman gets more and more misbehaved.

"Where are you going, Rani? Go home later, go together and go home with Bude," said Sadewa without the slightest intention of loosening his checks.