My Personal Tour Guide
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The night atmosphere on the beach is very beautiful with several bonfires made by visitors. After the bath, Ajeng and Bimo chose to sit down and relax outside the minibus. They also make campfires. Sitting relax on the curtains by enjoying the sea breeze.

“How is your mother doing at home?” bimo asked as he hugged Ajeng's body in front of him.

“But good.. Almost every day his mother asked about you since your mother visited Solo,” Ajeng replied. Her lips were always smiling when she imagined the meeting between her mother and Clara's mother. I thought Ajeng wanted to see the moment of the meeting.

“Great... That's a sign that your mother likes me,” Bimo continued. “So afternoon my mom sent me a message that tomorrow she wants to go to Solo again for a meeting up with your mom. Mama said to discuss our wedding.”.

Ajeng's happiness grew because Bimo started talking about marriage plans. Ajeng grabbed Bimo's hand that was coiled around his stomach. He pecked at the back of that hand and continued hugging Bimo.

“Thank you, Bim.

The wedding event is the moment most expected by Ajeng. His desire to establish a domestic relationship with his lover used to be run aground. But this time Ajeng was very sure his hope would not be in vain. Bimo is a good man. With all his flaws, Bimo wanted to continue fighting with him.

“I love you too, Ajeng.. I hope everything will run smoothly,” reply Bimo tightened his embrace to Ajeng.

“Yeah. As long as you can be loyal, I will stay by your side,” Ajeng said again.

Bimo was a little surprised by the sentence just now. That sentence is like containing the element ‘disbelief’ or ‘doubt’.

“Meanway? You're accusing me of not being loyal? Or... are you thinking I'm a playboy?” bimo asked while wrinkling his forehead.

“Hihii.. Sorry, Bim. I'm just afraid that events in the past will repeat themselves,” Ajeng replied. “But I believe in you. So far, I see you are not that type who likes to flirt or easily tempted with women,” explained Ajeng. His mind was reminded of the first time he met Bimo. The man was very kind, but also had time to blind him irritated with his cold attitude.

“Don't worry, Ajeng. I'm gonna put this vision of mine just for you. There will be no other women.”

The sentence is like a mantra that can calm the heart of Ajeng. The two chose to enter the minibus because it seemed like the scene of intimacy could not be continued in the wild. There were too many eyes around the place. It is better to complete the increased desire without having to indulge in public.

DRRTTT…

Suddenly Bimo's phone shook as he was about to step foot into the minibus. It turned out that the call was a video call.

“Ajeng, you get in the car first. I'm gonna pick up this call. Just daunted. Just be ready with your nightgown before I come,” said Bimo. The demand sentence made the feathers of Ajeng stand. His mind became floated considering the hot scene this afternoon.

“Hmm... Don't talk long on mobile.”

“Why? Can you wait?” teasing while patting the pan tat Ajeng epuk.

“Not that, Bim. You're afraid you'll bite a mosquito.” Ajeng was a little evasive although some percent was indeed true of Bimo's guess. “Ya. Em... I entered first..” Ajeng continued with his smile.

Ajeng immediately opened the wardrobe to look for a nightgown with a good model. Actually there are not many clothes that he brought when going on a trip. Because initially Ajeng only intended to work, not travel with men.

“Which one? Cook a model polkadot? Kayak children dong... Hm..” A little confused because the choice of nightgowns is only limited.

Finally, after sorting out, Ajeng chose to wear a canal dress that was wide enough with a smooth and comfortable cloth to sleep on. Seeing his appearance in front of the glass wearing the shirt made him satisfied. Ajeng was getting impatient waiting for Bimo's arrival.

“Kok lama ya call him? Who the hell called?” Ajeng became curious because only this time Bimo called during that time. “Did I check?... But I was wearing a gini shirt. Outside a lot of mosquitoes... Hm.. I looked through the window aja deh,” he said by sliding his ass into a chair near the glass minibus.

Hwuuss…

The glass of the minibus starts to open and makes the wind go into it. The gust of wind felt increasingly tight hit the skin when his eyes saw the figure of a woman's face on the screen Bimo mobile phone. She looks beautiful with her white skin. His face was bright with straight hair.

“Iya Kasih.. I will definitely buy it for you. How much cardboard?” bimo said by continuing to look at the mobile phone screen. He did not realize that Ajeng was watching him.

“Yang muchlah, Bim. Si Sekar also want tuh serabi typical of Bandung. I don't know if we both suddenly want to be serabi. But it wants to make real Bandung people. Hihiiii..”.

It was very upset to see and hear Bimo talking through a video call. Ajeng chose to close the minus window again rather than having to see Bimo making out through his phone.

“Tuw kan.. Just now I alluded to the issue of loyalty... Ngeselin! What the hell does that guy want? Why can't you be faithful? Huh!” venting anger by hitting his thighs.

Ajeng rushed inside the bathroom when he felt Bimo was about to open the door of the minibus. Tonight he doesn't want to see Bimo's face. Very upset because his feelings have been played by the man.

“Ajeng...” greet Bimo looking towards bed. He thought Ajeng would be ready on the bed to welcome his arrival.

Bimo chose to change his clothes with a nightgown while waiting for Ajeng to finish from the bathroom. He also uses body spray to add a fragrant aroma so that his girlfriend is getting sticky with him. But after 10 minutes of waiting, Bimo felt something strange. Do not finish from the bathroom. There was no sound of water or the sound of his girlfriend in there.

Tok.Tok…

Bimo started knocking on the bathroom door.

“Ajeng... What are you doing? Are you okay?” bimo asked by patting his ear on the bathroom door.

One.. two... three.. four... five... six.. seven... hmppttt…? Inner Bimo. He counted the clockwork while waiting for Ajeng's reply. But there was no response either.

“Ajeng, I've finished calling from earlier. Can you come out, baby?” Pinta Bimo is more delicate.

Ajeng who heard the word ‘telpon’ became reminded again with the face of the woman he had seen earlier on the screen Bimo mobile phone.

“Gak! You continue to video call the same girl!” chirps Ajeng with his loud voice.

Bimo was quite shocked to hear that sentence. But there is a funny sense to also understand sentences that seem to contain jealousy.

“Are you jealous?” asked Bimo casually.

“It's up to you to say I'm jealous or something! Anyway I'm not in the mood to see you..!” answer Ajeng with excitement. “You call again aja tuh girl. Let him talk until tomorrow morning. I don't care!”

Bimo increasingly chuckled at the words coming out of Ajeng's mouth.

“Ajeng... Where can I talk to him until tomorrow? He's my friend, honey. Only friend's. No more.. Anyway she also already has a husband,” said Bimo. Ajeng's face was still bent in the bathroom.

“Keep why call him ‘Kasih’? He said it was just a friend... Boong really!” keep Ajeng. His mind was still accusing Bimo of having a special relationship with the woman.

“I call ‘Kasih’ yes because it is his name ‘Kasih’...” is obviously Bimo. His hand tried to push the doorknob but it still could not be opened as well. “Ajeng, let's open the door. I don't like you snooping around like this. Come on.. Open the door, baby. I promise I will recognize you to Kasih after we get to Batam later. I can't possibly lie to you, Ajeng.” continues to persuade by looking at the bathroom door.

Chequek…

The door finally opened. Ajeng is seen bending his head by walking out of the bathroom. Bimo could feel that his girlfriend was embarrassed because she had filed a false accusation.

“Beautiful...” Praise Bimo by following Ajeng's steps from behind.

Bimo thought Ajeng would walk to the bed, but he didn't. He chose to sit on a chair near the dining table.

“Let’s go there..” invite Bimo to turn towards the bed. The smile on his lips made Ajeng even more embarrassed. “You looks beautiful tonight, baby..” me ra bai Ajeng thigh by lifting little by little the dress. “Your clothes are beautiful too. But I will not need this. I want you.. te lan jang..” Bimo pulled that ce la na da l a m and inhaled it in front of Ajeng. He inhaled a few times while mere mas slowly pa ha Ajeng. “Come to bed.”

Bimo pushed Ajeng's waist so that his girlfriend's body immediately rose from the chair. He led and put Ajeng to bed.

“Bim, I'm sorry I accused you of nonchalance,” said Ajeng as Bimo bent his knee.

“If you want to be forgiven.. Open even wider legs.. Don't flank my head whatever you will feel next,” said Bimo by bending the knee of the other Ajeng. Her boyfriend has now stopped me resigned to receive sen tu han from her. Bimo meng to cu pi every inch pa ha Ajeng to the middle point of the intimate part. His tongue and fingers work stirring - stirring make Ajeng's toes wrinkle resist the sensation of the part that began to turn dutt.

“Ah...” Ajeng began to close his eyes to enjoy the taste that made him crazy. The tongue continued to sway and menge sapp long enough until Ajeng's knee was sore to hold the nik mat's taste. “Ah... Bim.. Geli,” cramp bed linen more strongly. “Hah... Huft..” Ajeng can be a little relieved when Bimo finished using the intimate part. But seeing Bimo's hand begin to coke oblong objects, inevitably Ajeng must immediately prepare.

His eyes were closed again feeling his own in another hour.

“Next time don't ever think that I'm unfaithful. Never doubt me. But since it's already gone, I won't forgive you tonight. If you want to cry.. Just cry..” Bimo said before preparing to stomp.

Throughout the game Ajeng can only surrender. Wanting to shift anywhere, Bimo will still follow him. Sweat poured until Ajeng could not wipe it again. Bed linen fabric is no longer in the form of acaka - shuffle. But Ajeng tried to follow the game Bimo. Until the end…

“Agh... Ah... Hiks... Pain Bim... That's my ass... Hiks.... Agh.. Agh... Aw... Bim.. Noooo Stop... Saaakiitt...” Bimo issued and re-entered the intimate part of Ajeng.

“Thank you, baby.. Sorry... Sorry...” cradled Ajeng's stiff body. Bimo kissed the neck that was already filled with sweat. She stroked Ajeng's hair so that Ajeng would forget the pain he had already made. “Once again...” pecupp Ajeng's shoulder and back jerking jerk until reaching climax.

Ajeng was able to breathe a sigh of relief after Bimo reached the release.

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Seriate…

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