RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 141 KEN DARSIH AND DANDUNG?

EPS 141 KEN DARSIH AND DANDUNG

The rebellion of the heart is due to the loss of solitude in the longing room. The taste that thrashed because it ignited a pink charm on both your cheeks. Then you're lost in the black trail of an unremembered night. Be prepared to feel the curse. Because love can come suddenly and go without giving a cue.

The girl's plump black eyelashes are sharpened in the recesses of Pranaja's heart. Either what magnet attracts him so that a sense of awe makes him fixated on a point of time. A pot of water and a cool face wash dry in the recesses of the heart. Stimulates the fluorescent taste in each heartbeat. It felt like a storm could be heard from his hunting breath.

“Who is the girl? Her beauty is so perfect,” said Pranaja. “Why is he sitting ascetic at the bottom of this lake?”

The girl sat on a large rock at the bottom of the well without a thread covering her body. His face was so pale and his lips were tightly clenched. Like I was enduring unbearable pain. His chest was blistered black as if it was burning.

“Her cup the girl just got a great punch that burned her entire inner ability”.

His body looked intact, but his soul was shattered. And meditation is the most effective way to treat liver disease and wishful thinking. Because with meditation one can achieve the silence of the soul at the highest level, the highest level. Heals physical wounds and restores their strength. Even if it all takes a long time.

‘This magical girl must have just had a great battle with another swordsman, and she was defeated. That's so sorry that girl. But who managed to defeat such a tough girl? Wish I had known..’.

Pranaja could not imagine the magic of the swordsman who managed to defeat the girl. She is definitely not an ordinary girl. The bright rays that shimmered from his body turned the dark and stiff atmosphere of the lake into light and pleasant. Moreover, his breath ability in the water was extraordinary. Since Pranaja came to see her until midnight, the girl seemed to have not moved from her semen.

“How do I want to get in the water, sit in front of you and enjoy your face. But I'm afraid I'm going to disturb you,” Pranaja's hand with a smile.

I don't know why his heart became so melancholy and poetic. It was not because he was such an easy-to-please young man. But because the beauty of the girl's body so sucked her attention. Every curve of his body was like having a spell that shackled his common sense. Making his heart fall many times with a sense of uncertainty.

Prale! Prol! Prale! Prol!

I don't know how many times Pranaja's heart has collapsed into the recesses of the heart. He obviously refused to leave the place. His sense of well-being became dull, his vigilance was gone and his sixth sense was neglected. He did not hear anyone approaching him. Then attach a blunt object to his back.

Drrt..Drrt..Drrt..

The stick was emitting a high-level electric stun. Pranaja's body was immediately thrown to the ground and cornered. His entire body from the tip of his hair to the tip of his feet experienced stiffness and convulsions. His two beads of eyes became squint, and his mouth gawked with an unbalanced posture of his right and left. In such a state he lost his consciousness and was automatically unable to bring out his abilities

“Basic lewd youth! How dare you peek at my lover's body. Feel the consequences,” umpat the man. “I have never enjoyed it, even you who preceded me. Basic perverted eyes!”

Some time Pranaja's body was still twitching withstanding the excruciating pain. Before he finally collapsed due to his loss of consciousness.

***

Byurs!

A bucket of cold water resuscitated Pranaja. For a while he shook his head, reducing the moisture content that soaked his hair. Then shut up and try to focus again. He found his hands unmoving. Apparently the man who electrocuted her had handcuffed both her hands. Even his legs are also tied to the legs of the chair he is sitting on.

“Heh! Bocil wake up!’ yell that man.

Pranaja raised his head to look at the man who doused him. Hm. A very handsome man. His body is tall and strong. From the shape of his jaw it looks he is also a strong man. Wearing black trousers, and army green long-sleeved shirts. There was a sash where two pistols were stored in his pocket.

“Iya Om!”

“Enak just call Om. Since when did I marry you?”

“Oh. Sorry mas.”

“Mas? Am I a tradeable merchandise?”

“OK brother!” sahut Pranaja at the end.

This time the man smiled. Apparently she likes on call ‘kak.’

“Now tell me who you are and what you mean by sitting on the edge of the lake. Fun peeking at my girlfriend who was together without clothes. You know, those eyes have tarnished my boyfriend?”

Pranaja just looked down embarrassed.

“I'm sorry brother. I accidentally passed that place. Uh, there's an exotic sight I can't miss.”

The man snorted in annoyance.

“Iya kak knows. That's the title of the movie Aurat Takes Delight.”

“Wrong! Passion Bringing Favors, dodol!”

The head of Pranaja was bowed deeper and deeper. Gegara thought perverted to mispronounce the title of the film lifted from a novel by Sutan Sati, one of the legendary authors of Indonesia. Passion Brings Favors instead of Aurat Brings Favors.

“Still leaked, his mind perverted,” the man earlier. “Now show your identity. What is your name and where is your home, also your school do not forget!”

“Good. My name is Pranaja, home does not have, school does not exist.”

“Hah? You are a Boy Scout or PA who is lost and does not know the way home?”

Pranaja shook his head back. The man snorted in annoyance while slamming his phone.

Brak!

Hehe, fortunately expensive phones. So it's not broken.

“Already. I'll hand it over to the nearest police officer. My men will take care of you.”

Pranaja scrunched his forehead.

“Hah? Police Sister?”

The man nodded his head.

“My brother is also a police officer, his name is Iben. AKP Ben Wise Asshiddiq.”

Replace the gasp Dandung.

“Are you Iben's sister? He was my friend from the Police Academy first.”

His eyes look sparkling. Hurry up, he releases the handcuffs that shackle Pranaja's hands.

“Basic Bocil songong! Why didn't you tell me you were Iben's sister? Your brother is my best friend.”

“Whose name is it?

“I Dandung, my rank AKP or equivalent Captain if in milter.”

Pranaja looked at Dandung's face. Hm, just as dashing as her brother. The difference is that AKP Dandung looks parlente and attracts attention, while Kak Iben is much simpler.

“Ya. Let me take you to your house. Look it's midnight, tomorrow you're sleepy.”

“Good kak”

Dandung invited Pranaja to walk down the hill where his car was parked. He walked in front while Pranaja tailed behind him.

“Can I ask kak?”

“Bby?”

“Who is the name of the girl at the bottom of the lake?”

“Oh it's my lover, his name is Ken Darsih.”

Dandung's words sounded so strong and confident, as if he was insisting that no one should bother him….

Including agent 009 Rich Pranaja.