President Bucin
Steal Chance

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Chequek.

The shelf he passed closed again. Hanska walked over to the desk, flinging his body in the chair of his greatness.

Ding ding dong.

The sound of a clock on the wall, which indicates that the time, has been shown at 10 pm.

He's massaging his temple. Smiling sharply given the results of the hunt this time was satisfactory. His inner.

Maybe he'll rest longer. Hanska pulled her hair back.

His eyes caught the movement from the direction of the sofa, his eyebrows frowning. "Babies?" Call her.

He still punishes the girl in the room. Hanska stood up, walking towards the sofa.

His eyes caught something on the sofa, a huge bouquet lying helplessly there. He took the greeting paper that was attached to it.

Deena, even if you refuse me, I won't stop chasing you. I love you.

^^^From : Jo^^^

Hanska read the letter while clucking mockingly. "Basic boy." His monologue.

Hanska's view turned towards Deena sleeping with her hands as a cushion. Hanska grunts violently.

It looks like the pile of files on the table is neatly arranged, complete with notes and barriers that are deliberately inserted by him.

Except for a few large boxes scattered on the floor.

drrt. drrtts.

Hanska's phone rang. The First Lady ' ' called him.

"Hello ma." Sapa Hanska raised Rihlah's call. "Tumben at this hour mama nelfon, know papa ntar Hans again deh wronged." Added.

"Udah ah that's not important son. Mama just wants to take you, tomorrow morning bring Dee home." Clearly Rihlah from there.

Hanska scrunched her nose. He stared at Deena who was asleep uncomfortable due to a wrong position.

"Yes.." Hanska replied, cut off by Deena's bellowing voice.

"Eunghs.. Ssh oh." Ringis Deena sounded while moving her body, feeling her shoulders ache. The girl woke up.

"Hayo whose voice is that? Dee yes, yakhan?" Rihlah asked teasing Hanska.

"No ma.."

"Kangmas? My body's sealing all this, rest awhile can ya, later continue again." Deena turned her head to look at Hanska, without having a chance to catch the man's cue to shut up.

Deena said ambiguously.

"Kangmas? Turns out, oh apparently, your relationship has gone that far? Did you marry Deena to be quiet, son? Come ngaku, mama papa will support, let alone you love many grandchildren." Girang Rihlah at length.

Hanska massaged her temples that felt throbbing.

"Dear, we're gonna have a lot of toys." The mother screamed from a distance, calling Regan.

The kid? Not married yet, how would you like to have a lot. Said giving birth to a rich shopping shopi what? stay in the basket. Inner fat.

He glared at the fierce Deena, hoping that the girl realized where her fault was.

"Hum? can't you rest? Hmmpp hmpp." Deena said, because Hanska smothered her lips with the man's hand.

Deena's eyes glared at Hanska, her forehead frowning questioningly. As if saying what is it?

"Mama, it's not like that." Hanska replied emphasizing the word Mama, still smothering the girl's lips while glaring. Gesture, shut up Deena, or I'll give you your punishment!.

Deena caught the signal, She nodded obediently.

"So what's it like?" Ask Rihlah not satisfied.

"OK okay, tomorrow morning Hans brought him home, now mama just sleep yes, later papa ngomelnya same Hans for grabbing the attention of his wife." Hanska replied resignedly, interspersed with innuendo for the father who was too possessive.

"Yeayy it's dong, mama wait baby, gud nite, love you." Reply Rihlah.

"Night too, love you." Hanska answered, turning off her phone.

Hanska finished calling, the man lowered his hand from Deena's lips.

Aware of the girl's gaze. "Awered my good looks hee." He said confidently."

Deena threw away her gaze. It looks like the girl yawned while rubbing cute eyes. "What time is kangmas?" Ask Deena.

"Four ten passes." The man threw his body onto the empty sofa.

Deena immediately realized one hundred percent. "Kangmas, the punishment for staying in the box, what if love waivers, Dee will finish tomorrow." The negonya.

So many files in the box, done all night is not necessarily ready. Her thought.

Hanska's gaze was fixed on the chocolate bouquet. When Deena woke up, he took off one stick, straightened the man's hand, Deena thrust a bar of chocolate into Hanska's hand.

"It's kangmas, it's open." Seen Deena walking quickly around the sofa, she stood behind Hanska.

"Dee pendijitin' his shoulder ya." Deena began massaging Hanska's shoulders. The stiff body of the man slowly relaxed.

"Hemm, so this story is a bribe?" Hanska asked to raise one leg against the other.

"Less sincere, you should've given me more than this."

Deena grumbled in her heart, her lips pursed. "A businessman." He continued to massage Hanska's shoulders.

Hanska bit a little brown in the hand. "Heh bocil, not good enough your girlfriend, send a bouquet that big." He pointed at something on the sofa.

Deena direct sewot. "His son, who's the boyfriend trying? a very bad loss." Resist.

"Hahah, surely you guys are marahan right, and you're bocil, pretending to sulk in order to be persuaded." Ledek Hanska laughed at him.

Deena was annoyed, her hand reflexively pressed firmly against the man's shoulder. "Hey be gentle a little." Hanska Protest.

Deena softens. "Kangmas, hopefully dong punishment, want to go home to sleep." Persuade Deena.

"All right, I'll take you." Hanska stood up as he rolled up his shirt arm.

"Huaa is finally." Shouted Deena stretching her stiff arm muscles. The girl walked behind Hanska to the elevator, carrying her bouquet of chocolate.

It is a shame that it was thrown away.

The mind in the heart.

"Casury.. I'm Coming." The drive when entering the elevator. Hanska was seen shaking his head understandably. Still leaked.

Deena smiled at the thought of the activities she would do once she reached the dorm. Bathe, lie down while eating chocolate, devise a strategy of retribution to his brother and stepmother.

On the lower floor, Deena and Hanska walked to the car. Look it's parked sweetly outside the entrance.

"Kangmas bukain dong door, it's hard." Deena said asking for help as she put her lips together.

Hanska. "Have thrown away your bouquet, which gave him the wish to turn you fat, chocolate all that. You're not scared?" Omel Hanska at length.

"Later to replace it with a bouquet of dollars." Added. Even though Hanska had brought Deena down, the man kept walking towards her and opened the door.

Deena smiled glaring. "Such a pity, quite cool watching drakor ntar malem." The answer.

Sulthan mah what can be.

Inner sarcasm.

Brakkk's.

The door next to Deena was closed.

Hanska runs his car through the city streets.

"Where's dianter going?" Ask.

Deena was still busy chewing her chocolate bar. "It's just a fucking host." Deena answered focusing on her food.

He was lazy to deal with his family, just because he was driven home by a man.

The car stopped in front of the University gate. Hanska. "Tomorrow morning don't be late, wait for mama." Hanska's Sweat.

Deena nodded. "Yeah om.." Slate. Hanska glares.

"Eh congratulations malem Kangmas heheh." Deena added quickly, passing away towards the dorm building.

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