Mr. Little Girl. Mobster
EPS 32Love Sign

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Keenan grinned after hearing Farah's love spell before. His face was approaching Farah's face, both of them could feel their respective breaths. The heart decub of both seems to beat in rhythm. "You can put the most pressure on me, honey!"

"No one dares to oppose and rule me, only you, Baby!" Keenan kissed her girl's lips back. He was so curious, he himself wanted to find out how far they could survive in a mahligai that was without a clear future direction just because Farah's status was his foster sister.

Farah was so lulled by her cousin's words and attitude. The girl closed her eyes slowly, feeling Keenan's gentle kiss rekindle the romance within her. 'Oh my God, what an attitude of mine cannot be more inconsistent than this!'

As if receiving a warm welcome from his girl, Keenan grinned victoriously. It turned out that this easily he could get back in control of his girl. Keenan slowly grabbed Farah's body, hugging her tightly without injuring the injured part of her girl. Farah gave way, wrapping both hands behind Keenan's head. The man became more and more, his desire again churned violently. He moves regularly, justifying their positions as comfortable as possible. Farah had moved to face Keenan and remained in his man's lap.

"Baby, you're torturing me!" whispered Keenan in the recess of Farah's neck.

"really? Not otherwise?" Farah flanked Keenan's face with both hands. Their foreheads are still clashing to make the atmosphere of the room more beautiful. "If so we're even!"

"Your mouth besides sweet turns out to be able to bring out the can!' Keenan crooked his face at Farah's lips slowly. Farah refused to move back slowly.

"I don't know, can what I'm putting out here poison you?!" Farah bit Keenan's lower lip with her neat teeth without injuring her man.

'Shiiit da-mn!'

Keenan grew even more eager, he got up holding his girl without letting go of their link.

'It turns out I can be cheap! Ck...' Farah sat up, she realized that what she did was like a non-judgmental ja-lang woman. Getting a little good treatment as if given more hope.

'No problem, right? There is always a price to get what you are fighting for. Get ready Keenan, I will never be afraid to make you feel my true love again. I won't stop until you admit, you fell for me!'

Bruk!

Keenan again dropped his girl on their cursed bed which was still like a shipwreck. Keenan published his best smile, he teased the most rancid cousin sister who always made her head feel broken.

"You're mine!" whispered Keenan stared intently at the lock of the two Farah's net.

"If I'm yours, can I have you?" Farah tied both hands to Keenan's shoulder, her face made so seductive, that the man's jaw went up and down.

"Don't be in a hurry, Baby! I want to see how hard you can hold on beside me?!" Keenan took off his shirt buttons slowly.

Farah who pretended to be tough suddenly recalled how plain her cousin sister looked. 'Fu-ck, I'm not ready!'

"Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday... A week!" Farah hummed in her tension. Keenan stopped the movement of his hand, he frowned in confusion. Farah could already see the line of torn bread mold alive before her eyes, it felt like she was hungry instantly. "Every hour, every minute, every second, you know night after night, I'll be fu-ckin' you right... Seven days a week!" Farah continued humming in front of her cousin sister.

Keenan asserted his jaw, wanting it to feel like he was strangling his rancid cousin. Farah chuckled out her tongue. 'This is just the beginning of Keenan, accept it, I will make you unable to breathe calmly! Hoho~"

"Da-mrs!" Keenan screeched with a flushed face. "Here you!"

"Aarrrgh! Haha..."

Farah avoided the body of Keenan who wanted to grab her. "Silver, Brother!"

"I didn't do anything, Baby? Do you expect me to do what?" Keenan grinned seductively. Farah can play with her feelings, then she can too!

Farah swerved, she forgot to face the half-wolf. "Before that happens, I've already warned Brother!" Farah ganged naughty.

"Shiiit!" Keenan cursed and kissed her beloved girl's lips again from now on.

Dddrrr... Dddrrr...

The sound of Farah's phone vibrating made the two look at each other in silence. Farah showed her a row of neat teeth, quickly the girl searched for her phone. "Hello?"

"Where lu? Just go in oy!" There Meishya was already looking for his friend.

"Ehm, I'm truant!"

"What's?"

Instantly Keenan feels jealous, even for his girl friend he is not happy to hear Farah asking others not to miss her. Meanwhile, there Meishya did not accept the reason Farah.

"Lu's sick why? Yesterday you baek-baek!" rutuk Meishya thought of the non-existent. "Abis what did you do last night?!"

DEG!

Farah's heart raced faster all of a sudden, not because of Meishya's question, but his male body that had re-enclosed tightly. Not only that, Keenan kissed the nape of Farah's neck continuously as if confirming he was disturbing and did not want Farah to receive his call.

'What the fu-ck! What's wrong with Keenan Kaviandra!!' Farah cursed in annoyance, all her might not let out a bellowing sound as Keenan took a strong sip of her shoulder.

"Do the sick need an explanation?" Farah tried to answer her friend's questions and rebuked her sister's body.

Meishya felt awkward, a little noisy sound was heard at the call of her best friend. "Lu why anjir?!"

Tuoutts!

Farah quickly pressed the red button to close the unilateral connection. "Yeah!"

"You dare to ignore me!" Keenan turned Farah's body quickly. "I won't let you take calls from anyone!"

"Huh?" Farah opened her mouth wide. 'This is outside of Nurul and not ending Fikri!'

"Sister sick?" farah asked in disbelief over Keenan's treatment just now.

"Yes, I'm sick to Farah! I'm really sick of being able to relate to you like this!"

DEG!

***

University S, 09.00 AM.

Meishya could not believe Farah was closing her call, she was getting worse thinking towards Farah. "Hishe!"

"Why oy? Farah said what? She's never late like you? How can I not see it now the trunk of his nose!" Ceillyn merocos quickly made Meishya's head even smokier.

"It's not clear that he is!" meishya's murmur holds hands. "Since when did Farah not feel well?" Meishya returns to scout Farah in front of Ceillyn.

Braaak!

"For children! Now we─" Lecturer Victor immediately entered the room with passion. However, the sentence was stuck. He did not see Farah's whereabouts.

Axcel who was behind his lecturer casually headed towards his desk. He did not feel afraid of anyone, except the girl of his target of course!

Lecturer Victor noticed Axcel's impolite behavior just past him. "Axcels!"

"Ck!" Axcel did not care, he again walked towards his seat leisurely. All the students already knew Axcel's original temperament. Only if Farah was with them did Axcel turn out to be a crossroad pussy.

"Where's my love?!" Axcel realized his girl wasn't there.

Lecturer Victor was increasingly furious to see the behavior of his protege as disrespectful as Axcel. "Hey Axcel! You─"

All the disciples snorted, they had to see the disciples and teachers quarrelling at the beginning of their day. It was unexpected that lecturer Victor received a call that was unknown to his number. "You guys sit tight, I have a call! And you're Axcel, our business isn't done yet!"

"Curtain!" Axcel did not care, he looked at his other two friends. "Where's Farah?!"

"Doi said it hurt!" ceillyn fast.

Outside the room the Victor lecturer answered the call politely. "Yes, I'm alone..."

"Owh!" The look on the face of lecturer Victor suddenly changed. He closed the call after the caller finished his short, clear and concise sentence. "Farah's sick? How could? She was fine last night. Is something possible after last night's meeting?"

-- To be continue ---