Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Let Cepet

What in the world makes you happy?

Is it when you are rich, many possessions, can you buy anything you like?

Do you joke around with your friends and laugh together?

Can you still see and feel the affection of those around you?

Or when you get a pack of rice to prop up your stomach today?

The definition of happiness is created depending on the circumstances. Do not force your happiness as happy, and vice versa.

The key to happiness is being grateful for what we have. If we cannot yet be grateful for what God has destined for us, seek those below us, those who are more difficult than us. That is where we will understand the true meaning of gratitude.

Like Atmanegara, today is not a special day. But today he will remember all his life.

Perhaps the Maharani had left, Losing the Empress was his heaviest blow. But there's still Violin with him. His love for Rani.

She was grateful that Vio was opening up. No longer holding his hand, no shame whining or laughing beside him.

Although still often arguing this, but Atmanegara realized the nature of Vio is not much different from him. This is what makes them rarely look good.

Now look, Violin is an adult. He finally realized that family was the place he would go back to.

Atmanegara's smile spread wide to see his son so funny with his childish nature. However Violin is a woman, she is spoiled for all her advantages.

Vio runs small when he finds a cotton candy seller. On his head perched a sweet white bunny bando. His horse-painted hair moved left right following his steps. He was so happy, like finding a stock price that went up today.

This afternoon after lunch in Mekdi, Atmanegara took Vio around Dufan.

Mekdi used to be the place Vio wanted to go with his family. Atmannegara made it happen today.

Although junk food, but for the sake of his daughter he ate greedily. He wouldn't have died today if he had just eaten a piece of fish fillet burger, a box of fries and a glass of cola. He also tried a bit of Violin's McFlurry Oreo.

In Dufan they immediately tried several rides of the game.

The second thing Vio wanted to do as a child. Go to Dufan with his parents. But Atmanegara was too busy. Until I ignore the happiness of his son.

True he desperately looking for a friend for his family, but he forgot if his child's childhood was only once and can not be repeated again.

He is grateful that at his age he is still able to realize the dream of Violin, playing to Dufan. Although there was no longer any Rani by his side.

Which makes it uncomfortable of course with the presence of some paparazzi that stalk at some point.

Violin does not like to deal with camera reporters, so does Atmanegara. Except for business.

A large tall man with a Russian peranakan face lined the steps of Atmanegara when Vio coolly chose the cotton candy motif.

This man wears a white t-shirt, short color pants and flip-flops. A tourist on vacation. He put his hand in his pants pocket.

"Report sir, everything's in order. Me and the team will be watching from afar." Said the man with his distinctive Russian accent. They are like friends talking.

"Hm... Hasn't there been any word from Lion?" Ask Atmanegara. Lion is the name of Atmanegara's Alpha team leader. A special security unit.

When carrying out missions, the name of the team is what they use.

Like this Russian guy, his other name is Eagle. He is good at sniffing targets with his eyes even in crowded places.

"Two days Lion found no movement, sir."

"That jerky!" Atmanegara.

"Don't be too tense sir, just assume Lion is coffee. The last few days he's like a starving demon, his innate eating people keeps."

"Ready Sir. We can make a coffee for a minute, right?"

"Hmmm..."

Eagle gave a code for permission to stay away from Atmanegara, he breezed casually towards his team that some already had a beautiful coffee with grace. Their work is in order, the paparazzi are already conditioned and no other threats are meaningful. Just observe his two bosses who are on vacation.

"Well, this is funny, right?" Vio showed her cotton candy that was in the shape of a rabbit's head, like his band.

Atmanegara plucked the candy rabbit's ear and ate it.

"Papaaa.. why in makaannn." Vio protest.

"Well, this is for eating, right?" Atmanegara wondered, where is it wrong to try?

"Yes, but this is funny. So ugly is the ear one?" Vio pouting.

Yak aampuun, lady. Why is everything wrong, anyway?

"Papa buy again, the same as we sell all we take home." bargained Atmanegara.

Violin remained pouting.

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Rion slammed Pamela's neck open freely while she was wriggling on the bed. He grabbed the thick blanket and cupped Pamela's two chewy chests.

He couldn't be satisfied after everything Pamela did. Want again and again.

"Bee. I want more." Swishing Rion. His voice was heavy, he resisted the urge to enter the body of this sexy woman beside him.

"My soul is still sore, Bear..." Reject Pamela. He was sleepy, Rion had a hard time coming out last night. Until morning, until Pam was almost blushing.

"Come on, one more time. After this we go home, I won't be strong if I have to be by your side." Fresh Rion, he squeezed Pamela's chest in anxiety.

They had been together for two days and this tortured him. Pam forbids Rion from entering her. He demands a bond that makes Rion shudder in horror.

The bond is called marriage.

This is more terrible than hearing the name Atmanegara. In this world there is nothing Rion fears other than Atmanegara. But it turns out he was wrong, there is still one more, namely marriage.

Pam will bow down and do whatever Rion wants but after they get married.

Is that important to get married? Rion doesn't understand why there should be a wedding? They can live happily without getting married.

Just look at people who are married and then end up in divorce. Just the same, they torture each other, hurt each other. Why should it be complicated?

Rion frustrated. It is still a long way to go. Yak aampuun, he can't stand it.

But Pam kindly satisfied him with another path. There are still hands, chest and mouth.

Rion's two days in service were all out until Pam's hands were achy, her chest was red and her jaw was stiff.

"I'm sorry, you really tortured me." Erang Rion almost went crazy.

Pamela hugged Rion's chest, she inhaled Rion's body scent deeply, "yes, let's get married for a spit."

"Aarrrggghh...." Rion hit his own head.

Pamela giggled amusedly as she grabbed her bra that was thrown on the sofa.

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