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37. Bawdy Minds
Nambek tiara. That's how it is now. The little girl did not want to see Arga for the third time Arga came to Hania's house. Arga sighed and then exhaled heavily. He missed that cheeked little girl.
"What would you like to drink? Coffee wants?", Arga just nodded to Hania's offer.
What if the one who made it was Hania, she would accept it willingly. Isn't that the result of Hania's attention? And he wants it.
"Why is it so long? Is he really angry with me?", asked Arga when Hania returned with a cup of black coffee for Arga and a cup of tea for him, not forgetting a plate of pandan cake that he had made.
Hania sat herself down next to Arga who was reading the email and replied to her from her phone. Looks like that handsome guy is busy.
"Tiara really likes to ride rides kayak like Mas, he has no fear. Everyone wants to try it", explained Hania.
"But the rides that are there kayak not well taken care of Han, already porous everywhere. I was worried that the vehicle would suddenly break down" Arga argued but was later cut off.
"Gga Mas, your shadow is too far away. Indeed, the treatment is not the same as there-there. But the use is also not as often as there are" said Hania cut Arga speech.
Hania just shook her head while smiling knowing Arga's worries. It turned out that the handsome man sitting next to him had a high protection soul. Of course in the future there will be a lot of debate that arises between the handsome man and his daughter.
"But still not safe" Arga said maintaining his argument and sipping black coffee made by Hania.
Arga permeates the taste of that coffee. It feels right on his tongue. There is a slight sweetness but the bitter taste tends to be thicker. He likes that kind of coffee.
"This coffee is the right dose, according to my taste" said Arga and then sipped again.
"Ohya? Though I do not know lo, if making coffee is really my dose", said Hania.
"Thank God if it's right", continued Hania, then sipped chamomile tea.
"Thank you, Mas was worried about Tiara" said Hania after a moment of silence.
"I fell in love with Tiara, so what I did yesterday was because I didn't want anyone I loved to do anything about it" Arga said, looking into Hania's rabbit's eyes.
Rabbit eyes that make his heart beat fast and his blood rippled, also frustrating, now the owner is in front of his eyes but still far from his achievement. It's just the road starts to open. The beautiful woman began to accept her presence. Arga can feel it.
Arga must be careful. The woman who managed to sneak into his heart was very fragile. A wrong path could destroy his hopes. However, the woman's struggle to recover from her trauma and pain is much more severe than her. Hania might accept his presence but to open her heart again, it felt like it required a non-playful struggle. Argapun felt the thick walls that fortified the woman of his dreams.
Dusk is getting late, adzan maghrib reverberated. Arga who was still at home there was forced to go home. If possible, he will spend the night at Hania's house.
"Mas pray right?", asked Hania hesitated because she did not know Arga's beliefs, but her feelings said the handsome man had the same beliefs as her.
"Yes", said Arga while turning his head, Hania smiled with relief, her guess was right.
"You here or in the mosque? If in the mosque, Mas bring a motorbike, enough on foot", bargain Hania while thrusting the motor key.
"Here you are, want to assure you", said Arga while teasing Hania.
Seduced so, Hania just smiled. But he did not deny that Arga's words sounded romantic. Like a seduction, making Hania flattered.
Hania took Arga to the living room. A room larger than the living room. There is a set of sofa set facing the tv, a set of dining table for 6 people, and in the corner of the room there is a kind of place of worship next to a small garden. Feels cold. Arga headed for a place of worship not far from the place of worship. While Hania follows Tiara to her room, inviting her to worship together.
"Anything's dinner here?", Hania bargained.
Of course the offer was greeted with joy by Arga. Make it linger in that house. Hania went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner. As for Arga, he was now trying to seduce Tiara.
"Beautiful, seriously watching" said Arga.
"Aren't you the same as Oom?", Arga's god.
Tiara still speaks a thousand languages. Only her facial expression was fickle in response to Arga's temptation. Sometimes pouting, snorting, holding back laughter, and throwing his face away when he couldn't hold back his laughter. All the gestures of Tiara did not escape the attention of Arga. It was so funny and adorable in his eyes. Can't stand it, Arga finally tickled his daughter Hania. Tiara's frowned-up laughter broke out instantly.
"Oom, amused, Oom's mercy, Oom's already, ameliii!", Tiara's screams in her laughter.
"still angry? Oom is forgiven no?", asked Arga while tickling Tiara.
"Yes, yeah... Tiara has apologized Oom", said Tiara with bad breath.
"okay! Deal yes, this beautiful girl is not angry anymore?, said Arga ended his action tickling Tiara.
"Deal!", said Tiara as she thrust her little finger and Arga linked her little finger to Tiara's little finger.
"No Oom, Tiara missed the movie", complained Tiara as she glanced at Arga who wrapped his arms around the little girl's neck, The man just sniffed his shoulders while smiling as if to say, sorry.
Getting such a response, Tiara turned to her favorite cartoon movie with a sullen face and came back serious. Arga who felt ignored rose up and caught up with Hania. I want to help that beautiful woman.
Arga looked at the back of the beautiful woman who was now his dream. It looks sexy when the woman is seriously processing food for their dinner. Her hair was dipepol origin to look a little messy leaving hair that does not join tied up. Her white neck was perfectly exposed in Arga's eyes.
Seeing that scene, Arga man's desire immediately rose. He often sees women almost without clothes so minimal clothes worn but never once he was interested. Even he doubted whether he still had passion for women. But tonight Hania's smooth neckline proved itself unexpired.
His gaze grew increasingly wildly tracing the body of Hania. Gazing at that slender waist he had once hugged. And now, his sharp eyes were staring at Hania's butt. So round and filled. Made him swallow. I really want to hug that beautiful woman. Drown her face in the recess of her neck and then sip it all over while squeezing that beautiful ass. Her memory floated on the scene the other day where she comfortably hugged Hania's body. Hania's soft chest stuck perfectly to her chest. Increasingly awakened his passion of the dead.
"Oh!", lamented Hania instantly resuscitated Arga from his perverted thoughts.
Arga just shook his head while sighing and exhaling heavily. He did not understand why his mind was that simple. It has been a long time that he has not.
"Can I help you?", asked Arga who was standing behind Hania.
Hania turned her head then pointed at the top shelf of the kitchen set. He wanted to take stock of spices there but not until even though he had tiptoed, even the fall of other spices. Arga approached and took it for Hania.
Their body positions very close almost stuck. Hania could smell the fragrance of the handsome man's perfume. Her chest that was stuck on Hania's back felt sturdy making her flutter. He remembered hugging that athletic body. Makes him feel comfortable. For a long time Hania had not felt such turmoil at this time. Not even when Galih hugged him.
Hania immediately realized when Arga pulled the body of Hania who almost fell off the plate because accidentally, Arga nudged the plate under the spice rack earlier. They stagger together but luckily Arga's body stares at the table. Now Hania's ass is right about Arga's heirloom weapon. Makes him grimace a little. Some stand tall but not justice. And that thing was painful due to the impact earlier.
Tiara who heard the commotion in the kitchen immediately ran over there.
"Mama? Oom's? How about a hug?" tiara asked innocently, her little brain had not yet arrived to think of any perverted things.
Hearing Tiara's reprimand, the two adults who dissolved into their perverted minds instantly came to a realization. Hania rushed to stand perfectly, as did Arga. Both seem wrong. Tiara just shook her head and passed from the kitchen.
"I'm done, right?", asked Arga breaking the awkwardness, Hania nodded, awkwardly.
"I brought it forward huh", bargained Arga again, Hania nodded again.
Hania took a deep breath and exhaled violently. What the fuck was that? Why would you think so perverted? Ah, Hania. Being close to that sexy man made his imagination run wild.
It was an awkward dinner that night. Hania and Arga don't talk much. Just glancing at each other and thumping. The innocent Tiara, her mind had not yet reached the strange stage of acting ordinary.
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