Lust Last Night Impotent Man

Lust Last Night Impotent Man
11. I'm handsome yet?


"Dad! What's Daddy doing?!" rama asked with round eyes.


"I'm Rama's Daddy! I warn you, yes ... Never disturb and spread rumors about my son again!" mbah Yahya's anger with his emotions exploded. As if to vent his frustration. "If until—"


Mbah's speech stopped when Gisel suddenly vomited.


"Luck! Uueek!" Gisel felt nausea in his stomach with what he had just gotten.


In addition to the smell of jigong, there is also the smell of pete. Really, so disgusting and really tummy-shaking.


Naturally the aroma is terrible, because do not brush your teeth, just take a bath Mbah Yahya not yet. Rama took him too forcefully, so he forgot that he had not yet taken a bath.


"Cell! Are you okay?!" Rama came closer and touched the nape of the girl, she was still vomiting.


His hand was about to scowl, but Rama's arm was immediately pulled roughly by Mbah Yahya, then carried him into the car. He also hurried to sit beside her.


Gisel immediately ran back inside the gate while covering his nose and mouth.


"Now we go straight to the girl's apartment, Ram!" abah Yahya who looked at Rama was starting his car engine.


"Yes. But Daddy shouldn't have done that to Gisel. Why use gush it all?"


"That's a rebuke to him for not being able to gossip about you anymore. If that happens, Gisel's gonna have to pull!" emphatically. "Later at night Daddy's gonna send her to sit down so she's a spinster!"


Rama. "Lho, Dad. Don't!" disallow. "So the Gisel was also vomiting. Must be Daddy's wini. So no need to send santet all, I don't like Daddy playing so much."


"You go, Ram. Why take care of him," grumbled Mbah Yahya while crossing his arms. "We better just think about the girl you raped."


"I didn't take care of him. But I don't want Daddy sending him pellets. It is dangerous and sinful. I don't want to, yeah!" pinta Rama is firm.


Mbah Yahya turned his face towards the window, then rubbed his face rough.


'Lucky that you gotipin guy as good as Rama, Sel. And you're lucky that you're not the girl Rama raped. Because then ... You are not my son-in-law, ' Inner Mbah Yahya with a slanted smile.


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40 Minutes later, they finally arrived at an apartment building where Mbah Yahya lived.


After parking his car, Rama took the ring box inside the dashboard and pocketed it in his suit pocket. The ring was always kept there before it was handed to a girl who would be his wife later.


The ring box was actually given by Mbah Yahya first, when he was about to meet Nissa. He gave with reason that Rama would propose to him. For fear that Nissa might be stabbed by someone.


But unfortunately, Rama had not had time to give the ring—he even got the news that Juna his son Nissa wanted if his mother married Tian. Not with him who has a bird not alive.


"Why did you take all the rings, Ram?" ask Mbah Yahya.


Her son was picking up a bouquet of violets in the back seat. Before arriving, he also stopped by the flower shop. And look at the big bouquet of flowers that look beautiful, then immediately buy it.


"Our intention came because I wanted to take responsibility, Dad. So I proposed to her."


"But Daddy wants us to meet first, Ram."


"Yes meet while proposing." Rama went down first. Then followed Mbah Yahya who holds next to flatshoes shoes. Then the girl will try it. "Daddy's sure this is the apartment he lives in, right?" rama asked, looking up at his father. He looked unsure, afraid of being wrong.


"Yes." Yeah." Mbah Yahya nodded. The answer is already able to make the heart of Rama pounding. I can't wait to see his future wife.


"But Daddy's gonna help me say something, okay?"


"Speaking about everything that's happened. I'm afraid her family won't accept me, Dad. Keep putting me in jail." Though originally happy, but Rama also does not deny if there is actually a fear that envelops him. The girl is still a virgin, in the hopes of Rama her family will be very angry if later she finds out her son is the one who harassed.


"You take it easy." Mbah Yahya rubbed his son's shoulder. Trying to calm. "Our intention is to come to be responsible, all we need is the answer whether or not the girl marries you."


"Must want dong, Dad!" exclaim Rama.


"Yes. It must!" Mbah Yahya nodded with vigor.


"Sorry, who are these gentlemen looking for?" A security guard held back the footsteps of the two men of different generations who were about to enter.


"I want to find my future wife here, sir," replied Rama.


"Who is your future wife?"


"He lives here. But I forgot his name" replied Rama again.


"Can't you?" The man's forehead twitched. "The future wife herself forgot her name?"


Mbah Yahya's lips immediately commited to recite the mantra, then after that he immediately rubbed the face of the security guard. And the man fell unconscious.


Bruk!!


"Lho, Dad! What's Daddy doing?!" rama asked, looking surprised. He crouched down to grab the body of the uniformed man, but his arm was blocked by Mbah Yahya.


"Leave it. He just fainted. We go straight in, Daddy can't wait to meet the future daughter-in-law," asked Mbah Yahya. Then pulled Rama to follow his footsteps to the elevator.


"But why wear everything, Dad?"


"He's too puffy, Ram. It used to be the first time Daddy came here he asked a lot, until finally Daddy hypnotized just to faint."


"But it's an act of crime, Dad."


"Evil what? It's just for him to faint, not rape."


"He's a guy."


"Cowok can also be raped, there will be a hole.


"Silter." Rama grimacing amused.


They both got into the elevator and headed to the 2nd floor. Not waiting for a long time the door opened, and both of them rushed out.


Ting~


"Daddy still remember the same room number?" rama asked as he looked around some of the closed apartment doors. The number is very much.


"You think Daddy's senile? Although Daddy's old memory is still strong know." Mbah Yahya's foot approached one of the apartment's doors, then rang the bell.


Ting ... Kegs.


"Curtain, Dad! Wait ... I'm handsome yet?!" asked Rama who looked nervous and misbehaved. He immediately tidied up his navy blue suit and also hair.


Mbah Yahya looked at Rama as he pressed the bell back. "Since when have you been ugly? You are beautiful from birth."


"Ah time, anyway?" Although he admitted, in fact Rama's times really like not confident. "But what about my eyes? There's no need, Dad?" Rama widened his eyes, so that Mbah Yahya could see the presence or absence of dirt in the eyes.


...Lebay very, Om 🤣 caught, new girls, huh? 🤭...