The Reprisal of Bully Victim Girl
Chapter 23

Plans are executed tomorrow.

Geet and Afran secretly watch the movements of the sexy paid woman approach Mr. Dewo. It's not hard to lure a striped-nose man like Mr. Dewo.

"Wad... Short is his shirt." Geet head bobble.

"You want to lure that guy, you love that this. Love thigh smooth glowing directly mupeng" said Afran.

"That means you're also looking at smooth thighs?"

"Yes no pa-pa, you don't."

"What do you want to order, brother?" Waitress.

"Geet, would you like a drink?"

"Can deh. Thirstily. Orange juice is Mommy."

"If I were, ask for an ice cappucino."

"Well, wait for ya." Waitress passed.

They sat down two tables from Mr. Dewo who was having lunch with a paid Afran.

"Look, it's already a gatel that hands hold-hold. His eyes were also ampe glaring at his cleavage."

"Emang deh man, can not see the sexy, dear degurin. Where'd you get a girl like this, Fran?"

"He's a figure artist. I dapet info he again deserted job. I bargain for work like this he wants."

Geet. "Don't go to bed, kasian.."

"Sampe ngamar is also not pa-pa. Even good while in the gap with his wife."

"It must have broken it."

Seeing the sexy girl named Rose take the toilet, Afran gave something to Geet.

"Lo's going after him to the toilet. This love. For us to lead him."

"He wants my anther home, Ma'am." Rose Report.

"good. Anyway, take the time as long as possible. Make him not care about the same HP especially if there is a phone. Here you wear this, cover your hair, listen to my instructions."

"Good, Ma'am." The rose obediently put the earphones in the ears.

Back at the table, Mr. Dewo was restless looking at the clock.

Geet and Afran giggled to see the old man agitated. Because it's approaching the clock home school his son.

"Rose, you woo her now. So he wants to take you to the salon. And linger there." Afran spoke through earphones that sounded Rose.

"Mas Dewo's..." The sound of the rose so spoiled makes Pak Dewo's junks up and down. Especially once the Rose crossed legs showing her smooth thighs.

"Iihh Mas diem anyway? The boss is talking to the rose?"

"Eh no really. Where is bosen. But it's gonna be one o'clock."

"Emang why? Want to meet my girlfriend, right? Want to leave a rose?"

"Eh not. but that.."

"Mas Temenin Roses to the salon yuk. Roses for care. Doesn't Mas want a soft rose skin?" Temptation of the Rose stroked his own hand.

Mr. Dewo is gulping. "Yes wants. But I'm calling.."

"Call office? Later on Mas. Let's go." The rose immediately drew the hand of the spoiled Mr. Dewo. As soon as the Rose hugged Mr. Dewo's arm was so spoiled.

In the end, Mr. Dewo was completely seduced and distracted. The rose does its job well.

Linger in the salon, the shampoo acted accidentally dropped Pak Dewo's HP until it was damaged. Basically Mr. Dewo is trapped, not angry at all because he was invited to the hotel.

"Udah is enough. Mr. Dewo's wife must be a crime her husband can not be contacted. I'm sending you pictures now." Geet opened the disposable HP that only had his wife's number, Mr. Dewo, and sent all the photos he got. The last photo of them entering the hotel.

Geet smiled smugly at the thought of the split to come.

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