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inner war

“Our goals are the same! But I don't follow anyone else's way

play.” Garra said with a darkened face.

“I want us to work together.” Take Omar to look at Gara.

“I'm not interested. Hand over Maira.” Gara said grimly and sarcastically.

“Don't drag him into your troubles.” Omar said in a lazy tone. A cigarette becomes an escape to relieve emotions.

“I should have said so.” Garra stared with Omar lighting a match. Thinking that Garra is that good, you're wrong! The match spread to the mouth of Omar. The Omar Rapid Movement

throw away burned cigarettes. His mouth hurt from a flash of matches.

Garra laughed but the corner of her eyes did not wrinkle.

Understand what that means!

“ Ck already love well.” Omar muttered, the corner of his lips lifted up. Her voice lit a cigarette. Omar is a heavy smoker. This is one of them.

Garra left Omar's villa with a little relief. But there was a deep sense of longing in his heart. He wants to meet Maira. Now! Too bad Omar was behind it. Of course Garra can't bring Maira back.

“ck.” Garra clenched her fists with her propped hands

chin. He doesn't know what to do now. He left it from Omar's villa

the look on Gara's face was really unfriendly.

Omar's words about surprises are like bad news.

“Go home. There is a surprise waiting for you.” Garra listened

with this word of Omar. He was pushed out by the owner

the villa.

But that's not the problem. Garra's new footsteps will move

go awayl. Omar's voice sounded like a gust of wind. Garra is not a man

stupid with Omar's vocabulary just now. Garra pulls Gucci who stands beautifully in

near the door until it ends up in worthless rubble. That is

Garras.

He knows what Omar said. Intent

that sentence is not a good meaning. Himself is inside

games Omar.

The speed of the car wheel brought Garra into the brescout area.

The journey that takes time is exhausting. Driving a car

the self really drains energy. Especially the trip back and forth. Don't ask

how tired is Garra's soul body now.

The fatigue! One word that can be described in Garra

now it's. He is like a man who has no bright future. The eyes are slipping,

face that does not cause a hue. And a very ridiculous aura was attached

to him at this moment.

Entering a room that is already clean with debris

the crack made Garra not think too much about it. Now he needs a break

from his physical mental exhaustion.

Who cleaned up the mess? I don't know. Maybe Rama!

Walking by forcing his footsteps to bring his body into the room. Garra turned the door handle. Himself collapsed. Get in the arms

the girl who was petite. Maira propped up Garra's body that was about to fall.

“Maira.” Call Garra who immediately tightens her embrace

the body of Maira. Inhaling deeply within the scent of the girl's body in his embrace.

“Master. Are you okay.” Maira's face was worried.

He was like he was afraid of something. The body that lost the soul

shed tears.

“I'm not dreaming right.” Garra talk. Eye angle

perfect condense.

“You're really real right.” Garra's embrace is getting tighter.

Maira was astonished by the 1000 questions on her mind.

“What is this right you Maira.” Maira nodded. “Do not

go.” Garra sobbing. “ Please do not go.” Pinta Garra with tears

which comes down more heavily.

“This master I'm Maira. What happened to you, sir.” Maira

asked with a gasping voice. His chest tightened, Garra's embrace was tight.

The oxygen in his lungs is starting to thin.

intense to every corner of the girl's face. Gaara's eyes were wide-spun. Maira is now

being in front of him. Not satisfied just staring at that pretty face that almost

drive him crazy. Garra grabbed Maira's ranum lips.

Melu*m*t immediately. It is true to seek warmth

that's remarkable. Not only did Garra really want this girl

now it's. Where was the lost soul? He was back in his body by the time

seeing Maira. Oh maybe!

Garra began to strip Maira's clothes one by one.

Throwing it in any direction. Garra's passion was right at the top.

Maira feels something strange about Garra. She felt instantly like

mannequin life. Garra's treatment is as arbitrary as the agreement written in

maira's memory.

He gets bored always ending up in bed with Garra's attitude. Tak

the tenderness that Maira felt. Garra always does. Maira's heart is sick

this time Garra looked at him with a very wanted look.

Moreover, Garra's speech just pitched the order. Butwhy?

He would marry Sasha without divorcing her. Then what does it do

as wife? Maira was frustrated under Garra who played very brutally. Maira

not a satiating tool *****.

Maira's tears are dripping. His eyes feel hot. Her moans

echoing. It seems not because of the pleasure but heartache. Maira

yelling so that his chest that was now congested could feel relieved. The figure that is

on it this is the devil.

“After this I will truly divorce you sir. I knew

you're not gonna do such a depraved thing with Sasha because you're not official yet

with the marriage bond. It's just me

being an outlet of your silly desires it can't be theatrical any longer.”

Maira nodded with tears coming out.

Moans and*******breaths and echoing sounds in each

corner room. Garra continues to*******ng k**r which b**r that to vag******Maira

with a rough beat. The bite, the gripping squeeze is so painful

kala Maira must be under a man who is driving with rhythm

sarcasm. Garra doesn't do softness at all. He is very b**s.

Maira is like an animal.

The eyes of Maira who kept releasing water made

she felt like she was raped.

“Maira.” Garrra. ‘E**g’ Maira just***ah

lightweight. He thinks he's answered Garra's call. Not to make a sound

which will make the man wake up if he cries. Voices

parau Maira will make Garra understand.

“Tomorrow you can come with Rama at Sasha's birthday.” Buk bongkahan batu

a huge fall into Maira's chest. He seemed completely worthless.

At a time like this, where Garra was on top of her, she was talking about Sasha.

Did Garra imagine Sasha's body while with Maira.

Like a hammer sticking a nail in a wall, it hurts.

So-so. Mount Sahara dried up for thousands of years without rain

now it seems clear the cracks.

“Necessary with Rama. I can come alone.” Maira

smiling with a light voice. Without opening her eyes she felt heartache

the incredible. Superfluity.

Nature is punishing the girl.

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