THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 115'S
Happy reading .....
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“Where is the guest room?”
“There are no guest rooms here. I told you not just now, if there were only three rooms here?. And it's been occupied by each of me and my brothers. We share a room here. Me and Anth, Dami and Garret, Ad and Bruna. Like I said, this place is small.”
“Then?.. Oh, I know! I slept in the restroom that you said was used by Mr Suheil and your bodyguards?.”
“Stupid..Where might I let you sleep there?!”
“.......”
“Of course you slept in my room”
“H-hah? ...”
“Go in the room and wait for me to bring you a change of clothes”
The son pointed in one direction.
“My room on the far right side of here”
“Mmm ...”
“Haish ...”
The son snorted softly while shaking because the Girl had not yet moved into her place to go to the room as the Son had said.
“This you...”.
The son muttered as he grabbed the girl's wrist and led her to walk towards the Son's room.
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The girl circulated her gaze to the entire contents of the room that was before her at this moment. The Son's private room. The Son said earlier, if the room was occupied with Anthony as well, if the boy and his other family were in the Capital.
Classic and elegant. That's the impression a girl can capture from the Son's room. Furniture dominated by teak wood following wooden floors and white painted walls make the Son's room look quite luxurious.
“Truly describe once how the owner of this room. Even tidier than my room”
Girl muttering.
Not long ....
“Gadis ...” The Voice of the Son made the Girl stop circulating her gaze in the whole room of the Son.
“Putra...” Saying Girl. In the same second, the girl's heart started pounding.
“Soal your change of clothes ..” The son spoke, then folded his lips. I seem hesitant to say.
“Iya why? ...” Sahut Girl.
“I'm sorry, but Bruna's room is in the lock and I can't find the duplicate key .... Even if I call Villa right now, I don't think anyone will pick up the phone ..”
“No, I shouldn't stay here tonight?...” The girl replied again.
Where the Son advances his body to the Girl who spontaneously returns one step due to gasp by the attitude of the Son.
“A-ku will sleep with this dress alone then!”
The girl immediately snatched. Not to be left behind to show his smile with a barrage of girl-looking teeth.
‘Haahhhh duringatt ..’ Inner Girl. ‘I always get goosebumps if a Son like this!’
“Hemm ...” I just heard a slow deheman from the Son.
“Ka-then I want to wash my face” Say Girl.
“Do you know where the bathroom is?” Ask Son.
Where the girl directly circulated her gaze.
“Ah, that, right?!”
Reflexes, the girl points to a brown door in the Son's room.
The son only replied with a nod of his head.
“Then, I go to the bathroom first ...” Said the girl who was a little nervous.
“Girl...” The voice of the Son that was heard calling out to him, made the Girl spontaneously swallow her saliva.
‘Don't say she wants to come into the bathroom ...’
With doubt the girl looked.
“I, yes? ...” Saying Girl. “Ka-you want a-pa?...”
The girl spontaneously retreated one step, when the Son approached her again.
Cups!.
“Happy rest” Saying Son after peeping Girl's forehead.
Where one hand the Son holds the face of the Girl in the line of his jaw.
“There bathrobe, robe man- ...”
“Iya I know what bathrobe is!” Sambar Girl while pursing her lips a little.
Where Putra spontaneously snorted amusedly.
‘Hish! Doesn't he know who shaped his lips like that make me unable to bear?...’
“I'm not so tacky!”
The girl connected her sentence with the same expression, like a child sulking.
‘Too tease ...’ The Son again.
Cups!.
One kiss landed quickly on the lips of the Girl.
The son could not bear to see the lips of the girl who had been grumbling, who even looked adorable in the eyes of the Son. Also seduces the soul of the son's maleness.
The kiss on the lips of the Girl carried by the Son is not as short as the kiss on the forehead of the Girl. For the Son, the lips of the Girl are like opium to him that is difficult for him to let go before he feels satisfied to feel it.
Where the girl's heart beats faster as a result of this Son's kiss. Well, the Son's heart is just as fast beating as the girl's heart is today.
“Pu-traa...” Wirih Girl who was as strong as possible to release her lips from the attack of the lips of the Son because of the intake of oxygen that entered the lungs of the Girl, he felt increasingly reduced to make it difficult to breathe.
Because of the kiss of the Son who just that Girl categorized as a brutal kiss where the Son did not give a pause until the Girl could free her lips from the lips of the Son.
And the girl sensed that her lips had thickened by now.
“Other times, condition your lips if you're alone with me like now..” Speak the Son with his face so close to the face of the Girl, that the smell of mint that emanates from the breath of the Son can be clearly smelled by the Girl, so that the smell of mint that emanates from the breath of the Son can be clearly smelled by the Girl, in addition to the taste of mint itself has been branded also by the Girl when the Son kissed her just now.
The eyes of the Son and the Girl meet each other.
“Do you understand? ...”Say the Son while rubbing the lower lip of the Girl with her thumb with the eyes of the Son who looks a little cute. “Because if not, I don't promise if I can hold myself back from tearing this dress of yours..
Glucose!....
The condition of the heart of the girl is now increasingly unfounded.
“Other times, if you don't want me to attack your lips like before, make your lips look ordinary in front of me .... Because it could be, next time I don't forgive you ...”
‘What are my lips that should look ordinary in front of this Son?!....’ Inner Girl. ‘It feels normal also my lips this shape.... Haish.... Son always makes me confused by his words.’.
“Do you understand, Girl? ...” Said the Son with a voice that sounded a little raucous.
“I-iya...”
“Good ...” Putra Saying.
But the Son still has not released the body of the Girl whose back waist is being clenched and the thumb of the Son is still playing the lips of the Girl.
“Mmm, Son....?”
“Heemm? ...” The son is still engaged in his activities.
“A-I want to go to the bathroom..” Said the nervous Girl, afraid that the Son was attacking her lips again as the Son slowly started to lean back in his face.
The son smiled at his smile. Slowly release the girl. “Baik” Sahut Putra.
“Excuse ...”
“Hemm...” Said the Son who only sounded with his slow deheman.
“Happy rest” Said the Son and was about to step foot towards the room door.
‘The boy wants to go walk out of this room, meaning he doesn't sleep here? .... Haah!.... Thankfully’
Girl deepest.
‘But where did he sleep? .... If Mrs Bruna's room is locked, it could be that the other room is also locked.... I need to ask no yes, Putra will sleep where?’
Girl bit her lower lip.
“Mmm, Son...”
“Hem? ...” Sahut Putra who had held the knob of the room door and stopped and immediately turned his head when the Girl called him.
“You .... where are you going? ...” Ask Girl.
Where the Son immediately showed his smile.
“Locking door...”.
Glucose!.
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“Your mak-sud we slept in the room, did you??”
“Are you inviting me?”
“Ah! Wasn't it! Nay! That...”
“I don't mind ...”
“Stay at your place!”
“By pleasure .... I'll stay here ...”
“Bu-not that I mean! You said you were going to lock the door to this room ..”
“I didn't say I would lock the door of this room ...”
“Ta-..”.
“I said I would lock the door ... lock the door of this house ...”
“Ah! That turns out you mean ...”
“Do you hope if I sleep here with you, hem?...”
“Hah?, What?”
“Alright, if you insist, I will sleep here with you ...”
“Ah no! No!”
“Sekalgus helped you take off your dress I don't mind ...”
“Quick out of this room, Son!”
‘Girl .... Girls .... How adorable your face if you're panicking like that ..’
The son harrumphed amusedly himself remembering the expression on the face of the Girl when the Son teased her earlier before he stepped out of his own room, for the Girl would use it.
“Did he sleep? ...” The son asked himself by raising his head slightly supported on the refutation of the sofa where he had been and the girl spoke and quarreled when she came.
The middle son is lying down now, on the sofa in the room.
“I'm curious.... Did the Girl lock the door?..” The son sat himself.
The son then looked straight into the hallway in the direction of his private room, where there was a girl inside.
“I'd love to see it...” The son still muttered. “How does a Girl face while asleep, yes?”
The son stood up from his place. Stretch your feet to his private room.
‘Emmmm...’ The Son's hand was almost at the door knob.
But the Son did not immediately put his hand on the door knob.
‘What if it turns out that the Girl does not wear a bathrobe and sleeps by removing her dress as well, without using a single thread???..’
The son suddenly hesitated, lowering his hand that was about to reach for his private room door knob.
‘But I was just curious to see the face of the Girl while sleeping! .... Really!’
Positioning his hand again to touch the door knob.
‘But if the Girl is right not wearing anything how, huh??....’
The son, who was standing at the door of his private room, scratched his non-itchy head.
‘I'll cover him in a meeting! Not even a peek!’
The son answered with certainty the question of his own heart.
‘Are you sure you won't be tempted to the poignancy of a girl's body that even when she is wearing a nurse's uniform has been seen, Son?.’
The Son's heart wondered to itself again.
‘Yakin!’ Answer his heart for sure. ‘Not sure!’
But then the Son denied his first answer quickly.
‘I don't think I'll be sure if I see her plain body!’
The son rubbed his face rough. ‘Hish!’ Own anxiety. ‘I just want to see a Girl's face while sleeping! That's it!’
Wrestling with his heart and desire, the Son raised his hand towards the door knob of his private room.
‘If she's plain undressed?’
Ah, the Son's heart brought out the question again.
‘I'll hold myself back!’
And his heart answered itself again.
‘Yakin?.... Just looking at girls lips you can't stand it, let alone see her innocent body????’
And the heart also sipped. At the moment when the Son finally squeezed his own hair.
“At a time like this, why do I wish I could think like those two b*s!”
Papa Putra was anxious himself, grumbling himself as he turned his body, not so checking the girl in his private room.
“If my way of thinking about women like Dami and Garret, I would not have to care to go into the room and see the Girl even though she does not wear a thread?!.”
Son Grunts later.
“Hish! Shit!”
Papa Putra was anxious himself, upset himself.
“You are too gentlemanly it feels right now, Mr. Putraaa ...”
Until until Papa Putra sat back to the sofa where he was with his head bowed and scratched his own quick and rough hair.
‘I have to quickly get Ad and Bruna married! If necessary, when I return to the Villa, I invite the priests to marry them that very day! So I'll quickly marry the Girl after’
Mangosteen's son.
‘Yes! I think it's best..’.
Then the son turned his head towards the hallway of his room.
‘Oh Girls...’ Lirih the Son in his heart of compassion. ‘Fucking thoughts!’ Rutuk Putra's. ‘I'll get nervous thinking about that girl in there who's not dressed!’
Papa Putra shuddered, because it felt like something was starting to get uncomfortable down there.
‘Arrkkkhh!!!’
Papa Putra is like a frustrated man.
‘Hish! Just make both my heads hurt!’
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To be continue ..