Mrs. Cute Alshaf's
a little
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Al💥💟
Here dong to the recording studio️
kangen...😖
I was sitting in front of my computer room giggling. I just found out the true nature of the singer.
^^^Nada^^
^^^Nanti keauan dong. inget yes until your album single out, our relationship must be kept secret^^^
Al💥💟
yes inget tadaa.
here cmn there is a cafeteria. He also knows we are.
or am I going there?
I reflexively stand up. Afraid also that Alshaf really did what he typed. Rather than if Alshaf were here and I was asked a lot of questions that ended up making a giddy seven circumference. So I chose the toilet permits for the five of them, when they originally walked down the aisle to the recording studio called Alshaf earlier.
Confidently, I pushed open the door that read 'Studio room 3'
It turns out there is only Kafi and Alshaf. The two of them were not working but just sitting on the sofa. And focus on their phones.
"Al," Call me. He smiled and walked up to me and hugged this body, continuing by kissing a glimpse of my forehead.
This kind of treatment had become his habit if we met. "Have you eaten yet? I've brought a beefy chicken near the crossroad." It was his words that led me to sit down. The door must have been locked.
My stomach was struggling to get fed when Alshaf opened the scruffy chicken, which was my favorite!
I smiled happily. If dating Sama Alshaf believe me, you will be treated like a child figure. And your inner child will be guaranteed to be fulfilled always.
"Feel feeling cave spray baygon into this room. But still the cave's the mosquito." Caffeta.
I momentarily forgot his figure. I politely hit her hand so hard, making Alshaf laugh and Kafi complaining of pain. "Sorry bro, forget I have you here!" My speech.
"Buta lo, can't see the cave! When's the deal, boss?" Look, after getting angry. He asked to be treated. "What do you want?" I'm just asking.
But it seems to be taken seriously by the lady.
"Don't buy him, let me be Kafi's business." Before Kafi's mouth said what she wanted, Alshaf had already cut and returned to feed me a mouthful of rice.
I'm heroic, leaning against the couch with Alshaf on the right and Kafi on the other side. I looked at the two in turn. From the information I got, Kafi and Alshaf have been friends since they were twelve years old, because they both started their careers as singers in the same company. But at first they were both rivals and now they are the closest friends.
I was thankful in my heart, for Zafa preferred Nela over me. Should I thank him for the wounds he has inflicted? Until now, I was met with good people and hopefully love me more.
For example, a handsome man who was looking at me with a focused gaze. It was as if he made me a point of his world. Alshaf, my girlfriend always took care of me so that I felt safe and asked permission, for the slightest thing that she would do to my body, that treatment is increasingly making me fall into the charm of Alshaf Moereto.
If, Kafi. He was always talking to jerk or angry just to others. Though the original behind his grumpy and annoying nature, Kafi is the most loyal person in the friendship or maybe ... Asmara's?
"Ngeeong ... Ngiung .. one more mouthful of rice!" Alshaf demonstrated his words while dancing the spoon in the air and landed in my mouth.
In this last cud. Alshaf stroked the back of my neck. Anticipation so I don't choke. "Al, mi-"
Tok Tok Tok
"Alshaf open the door!"
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