SHAVETUH MANTU
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...Dear reader, sorry to update again. The new family is grieving and it happens to be Vi again flu, so a few days are being bothered and for a break. I hope you still read this story....

...Cheers for Pandu and Dewi Laya Bajramaya ⁇ ( ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ : )...

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Pandu closed his eyes when Dewi Laya Bajramaya curled up beside his body while wiping his chest with a wooden expression. A sensual gentle swipe that radiated down the scarf that wrapped around his body stifled the chest of Pandu who held his breath and self.

Unimaginable before he had to dissolve in persuasion an angel who is impossible to show his true form because it is so, it is so, paras and his body can he adjust to the wishes of the ‘cocker’ to fall in love with him, he can be evil if his wishes are not fulfilled but will not be a creepy form. Oh the Hapsari will not do that because the angel of his duty seduces the intentions and passions of man. Fortunately, it is not the Batari who fall in love with Pandu, if it is over its history.

“Kudang should not be surprised to have an angel fan after going down your father's pamong. You're famous here, Pandu. Pawiro dear to you, you are brought here to learn sincerity and determination.”

Asyuu... Pandu took his breath out through his mouth, completely resenting his current condition. Ki Pawiro set me up, that's kampret tenan!

Dewi Laya Bajramaya menjwil chin Pandu which began to grow a beard when the face of the young man in fine white looks like his mother when the young scatter red. Angrier.

“Alaahh kakang, don't go over her face. If Pandu is good I open the shawl.”

“Preet... I can't believe it!”

Dewi Laya Bajramaya smelled a smile while laying her head on the upper arm of Pandu, her eyes that have pliable eyelashes blinked. “Gold.”

Ck...

Pandu was about to tilt his body, dilalah, angel. And rather than losing more energy that automatically changed the chakras in his body he was silent.

Wes sakseneng.

Without opening your eyes, Pandu argued for himself as if telling a story.

“Yanda is a pure Javanese man who will clearly investigate the seeds of his mantas to the roots. He's a pol-polan patriarch, never made his own drink, let alone ngeliwet sego. In the kitchen if no mother never wants to enter the area. A father is a man that mother needs to serve, whatever mother prepares and I don't seem to. I am different from my father even though the chakras we have are the same. I'm not even like Yanda, don't want to be like.”

“Why?” Dewi Laya Bajramaya is interested.

“I will not trouble my wife one day. I want to be faithful without a spiritual companion. From Yanda and Mommy I learned a lot, about loyalty and sacrifice. About a marriage without forcing the line of destiny.” Pandu let out a sigh of relief as if he had taken off something that he himself was craving.

Pandu opened his eyes after controlling himself. “I've met you before after I remembered. In-house. Father once slammed the door of time there was an orange light into his study, it's your color, the color of your clothes. You seduce father, your character, teaser! You hurt my mother! Asu!”

Dewi Laya Bajramaya cursed Pandu's rude speech by smothering his mouth.

Pandu glared but then closed his eyes as if he had learned the attitude of Dewi Laya Bajramaya who went up and down like a unstable teenager. Inconsistent. Ill-mannered.

Dewi Laya Bajramaya pouted. “Only once did I tease your father, he was not tempted, he only loved your mother because your mother was a catcher of Batari Dewi Anjani, he also loved his sister, your father cried himself because of his love. Your father is like a king but also a giant!”

Pandu's face that was almost crying made Dewi Laya Bajramaya automatically remove the scarf that wrapped around your body.

“I didn't mean to bring it up.” Dewi Laya Bajramaya has a sorry face. “I like your mother.”

“Bunda is a beautiful woman pol-polan, her hobby is still rubbing Yanda clothes until now, let me wear it, mas, ghost and om, mother will not want to have a daughter-in-law an angel, she said, invisible, can't help clean-up the house! Can't cook. Mother does not like you!”

Dewi Laya Bajramaya chuckled, more anxious with Pandu who innocently asked for forgiveness. His anger was too honest and sober. Not as mysterious as his father. It was no longer wrong why the possession of Kaysan's privilege fell on her rather than her brother. He has been marked by his own father by bringing him closer to his world than his other two children.

“I had anticipated it by letting your om get in here, he was kidnapped by my soldiers in order to transact with me. He's under geger geden. Heavy fog everywhere. People on down than wake up tent.”

“You love or obsession anyway? If you just want my chakra, I don't care. I'd rather be an ordinary man.” Pandu bursts, his worries then make him wake up. Under the chaos again, my mother must have been more frantic.

Goddess Laya Bajramaya stroked her back.

“I mung frivolous njur kulino. Ra ngiro will nuwuhke tresno.” (I'm just not careful and get used to it. I never thought it would cause love )

Dewi Laya Bajramaya also rose from her bed, she sat beside the pensive Pandu.

“I love you, Pandu. From birth to this size. I love you from my place, I'll see you if my whole strength is full but you're already here. I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to go.”

Pandu is very confused, do not know what to do after a few jokes. After all, he just waited for his omnya to come, transactions that would certainly be difficult, the life of his business.

“Yes if you love to die with me, you just come to earth, do not have to be in the shadow, and you must be ready I have a human wife.” Pandu said diplomatically.

“I don't want.” Dewi Laya Bajramaya shook her head, “I want you here, I can serve you as a true wife.”

Pandu smiled mockingly. “I'm tired, you want my father, you're rejected, now you want me, you're a sign that you can't move on from my father's shadow, you just take advantage of Ki Pawiro's kindness and my sadness. You don't really love me, you're just obsessed.”

Dewi Laya Bajramaya also complained about her fatigue facing Pandu who still insisted on wanting to overthrow her love.

“I want to sleep.” I said while laying down the body, he turned his back on Pandu.

Pandu picked up a silk blanket that he wore every day for his bed on the mat.

“It's good that you just sleep, it's night, your eyes will be panda eyes because stay up, not beautiful.” said Pandu after wrapping Dewi Laya Bajramaya's body with his blanket.

Dewi Laya Bajramaya is clearly not entertained by the attention of Pandu wong Nanang instead kill his soldiers who became tigers and are now lost in the middle of nowhere.

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