Mas Harsa's
It turned out comfortable

"Here! Try the same stick. Do you have a warm embrace and full of affection, right?"

Harsa mode. But Seolla doesn't look like she's upset, so just keep going.

Harsa hugged Seolla while patting her back for a while until Seolla's cries began to subside.

Harsa suddenly laughed softly. "Lo is like an SD kid if I look around."

Seolla looked at Harsa using a view that failed to understand the position of those who still share a warm and comfortable hug.

"What's wrong with deck if the lips stick to each other? That's the thing that will make you get pregnant." said Harsa just bekanda doang.

"Gue tau, mas. But when I did admit it was the same prospective husband people anyway." reply Seolla still sprained.

"Well, she's also your ex-husband, deck."

"Gue hates Alvaro! So it's not nice that I failed to marry her."

Seolla just found out, it turns out that the chest of Harsa field is a comfortable place. Udah anget, also heard the heartbeat of Harsa there whose rhythm is irregular because tuh people are nervous again half-capable.

"Good enough then. It's time to move on, deck! Stayin all those who have deliberately made you disappointed, you can continue to find new people who can be happyin you sincerely, for example I." Harsa Ketangsangan Rafa became a self-promotion pinter.

"But the lip problem. I still can't accept it, mom? I was half-dead until I wanted to kill someone!" seolla said.

"Lo by the way I'm horrified, deck."

"Yes, it's over.." Seolla had a sad face again.

Mood swingnya loh. managed to make Harsa bobbing head. It was a rollercoaster ride.

"You don't want me to help remove the tracks, let's not keep the same thing again." Harsa bargained for herself.

"How?" ask Seolla curiously.

"Pake my lips." whispered Harsa.

Seolla can only look at the words of Harsa. Gausa was astonished, Harsa was a fashion man.

Feeling there is no answer from Seolla, neither did nerima. Finally, Harsa clenched her lips to Seolla's lips that were still in her arms, and finally stuck.

Seolla realized she was this crazy. Comfortable with the hugs and lip patches that Harsa gives.

Why would Seolla be that close as the person she just met yesterday? Is this the effect of mating failure?

Tok, tock, toke

The car's glass is knocked from the outside.

Harsa ama Seolla reflexes away from each other.

This, Kang selling martabak disrupt the moment!

Harsa down the windshield of the car, along with that he could see the martyr again a ignorant smile.

"Loh, um" the martyr looked shocked. "That." point at Harsa's nose. "Sniffles."

Seolla was immediately startled and looked at Harsa. "Can you do it, mas? Lo sick?" he hurriedly sodorin a piece of tissue.

"Thank you, deck." Harsa took his knife and rubbed his nose. "Look, I'm not sure."

"Yes, deck. I'm used to kayak gini." bales Harsa used a forced smile but swore in the heart. Why can't the body compromise?

Harsa refocused on the martabak.

"My approval is yes?" ask Harsa.

"Yes, mas. has been from earlier, but the mas did not come to take so I took the initiative to anterin aja. Fear of forgetting if you have a message." replied the martabak.

"Oh, yes. Thanks, mas." Harsa received two boxes of martabak pesenan him.

Harsa tau, martabak must have seen what they have done in the car.

"So how much is it all?" ask Harsa again.

"Two hundred twenty-five thousand, mas."

Harsa outin money from the wallet, keep loving to the martabak. "Take it back."

"Thank you, mas." bales martabak put on a big smile.

"Sama-sama, btw masnya handsome tuh, similar to Korean boy band, looks young too, suitable to be an artist." habits of the Harsa who likes to seduce people.

"His mother can say." Martabak's handyman smiled shyly. "Boro-boro being an artist, I am focused on taking the same wife at home."

'Oh my goodness. instead confide in Kang martabak.' Seolla's inner self.

"Eh? There was a wife with the same child! I think he's young, don't know if he's a papa."

'Even remanded.' can not stop memgebatin the Seolla if already with Harsa, whether the person's behavior is magical.

"I'm still eighteen, ma'am."

"Don.." Harsa had an amazed expression. "I am thirty years old and have not met a soul mate."

"Lie you, mas." bales martabak who made Harsa immediately put on a confused expression. "It's his girlfriend."

Harsa immediately smiled widely. "Doain yes, mas. I hope this one nyantol hehe.."

"Aamiin. get married next month, mas."

Seolla was speechless in their conversation.

Harsa has a flat face. 'That's not it, Bambang! Eh? But it's a good prayer, I aamin'in ajalah. God's plan is always surprising.'

"Aamiin, mas. thanks for the same prayer martabaknya, I do'ain back, hopefully more selling sweet merchandise. Greetings to his wife and children too."

"Yes, thank you, sir."

Finally their conversation was over as well.

"Go home, deck?" ask Harsa while riding on the car glass.

"Buy seblak first." replied Seolla. "Gue wants to eat hard to make ilangin stress."

"Kuy is.." Harsa directly tancap gas.

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