The Skewers House
Don't leave!

The red lipstick she rubbed against her thin lips. Several times he also sprayed perfume on the wrists, and nape. The fragrant and fresh aroma of fragrant and fragrant in the air. Linda looked in the mirror, she smiled with satisfaction.

Linda this time wore a white shirt with a short jeans skirt that further accentuated her slender hip shape. She also wore a beautiful gold necklace and bracelet that matched her smooth skin.

Linda is back with the figure of Prambudi. When they first met, there was no special impression at that time. Prambudi is handsome, but that's not what makes him so attractive. Several times after meeting, chatting with the man, it just felt that he was different from most men who had been in contact with him.

Prambudi felt so keep his eyes. It was as if he was afraid of looking at another woman besides his wife. That's what made Linda so interested. At first Linda thought it might be a curiosity. In fact, the more rejected Prambudi, the more his heart pounded.

Linda has a lot of experience with men. He has been in contact with almost all types of men. From the leaning, obedient, the child of the unclean twists, until the man who likes to party and foya. To Linda they are all the same. Highlight eyes that only see body and material, not heart wear.

But Prambudi is so different. His slightly blue eyes, his eyes that often look sad, really make Linda crazy. His athletic body is a plus for him as well. Linda felt that if this time she managed to get Prambudi, she would not let go, she would not feel bored, unlike the previous relationship.

Linda finished putting on makeup, once again staring at the reflection of her face in the mirror. The makeup is fitting and not excessive, she looks fresh and sweet. Linda opened her dresser drawer. He took two packs of k*dom that he had already prepared. He put it in a small sling bag of ash. Linda was so confident and confident, this time Prambudi would fall in her arms.

Linda rushed outside the house, locking the door while once again staring at the shadow of herself in front of the windowpanes. While carrying Prambudi's briefcase, Linda got into the car, put on her seatbelt and immediately started her car.

When the car came out of the yard, suddenly there was a woman who was like about to cross the road, but stopped right in front of Linda's car. Linda who was shocked, hurriedly stepped on the brake, so stumbled, her forehead hit the wheel quite hard.

"Fuck!," Linda swore, she opened her car door.

"Hey, jal*ng! Step aside!," Linda shouted, annoyed and angry.

The figure of the woman in front of Linda's car remained silent. Linda watched closely the figure. His hair was shoulder-length, somewhat chaotic, wearing a kind of plain dark pajamas and not wearing footwear.

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Linda clapped her car horn roughly. Linda's anger has peaked. The woman standing in front of the car remained motionless. The figure stood still ignoring Linda.

"Basic crazy!," Linda yelled again, this time she pulled her car's handbrake and stepped down from the car. He no longer cared whether the figure of the woman was a madman or not he was about to drag her to step aside.

As Linda's distance from the woman's figure grew closer, Linda somehow felt a chill as if blowing on her nape. Linda was a little shaken, but ignored the natural warning alarm from her own body. His anger was greater than his instincts and fear.

Linda was stunned, this time she who was speechless was staring. His anger disappeared, changing with horror. Cold air increasingly gripped his skin which was only wrapped in a thin T-shirt. Strangely, however, sweat began to drip down his temple. Linda gulped, there was pain in her throat. It was not the crazy woman before him, but rather another figure that made the entire fine fur on his wrist stand up.

"Ja-ngan per gi. Te-tap at home," The woman's figure made a sound. Her lips look pale blue. His voice sounded raucous and brick.

After saying so, the figure walked slowly past the silent Linda. When the figure was aligned with Linda, the fragrance of flowers smelled. The true fragrance is really sharp piercing the sense of smell.

The next second Linda seemed to be stung by something, she was stunned and realized. He immediately turned his head, but the figure that had walked past him had disappeared like smoke. And at that moment, the fragrance of the flowers changed with a sharp foul smell making Linda close her nose.

Linda got in the car immediately. He stepped on the accelerator and his car rolled into the street. Linda seemed not to pester words or warnings from strange figures who had just approached her earlier. To him the warnings of such other beings were simply misleading. Linda rushes, drives her car, her mind goes back to Prambudi.

Not more than twenty minutes, Linda has arrived at Prambudi's house. Sayup sayup in the distance heard the sound of adzan maghrib reverberating. The sky looked slightly dark, with thin black clouds around it.

Linda took a breath and exhaled slowly. I don't know why he was a little nervous. Linda snatched Prambudi's briefcase and got out of the car. A little pat on the sleeve of his shirt, hoping that no creases would be seen there.

Linda knocked on the front door slowly. After a few seconds, the door finally opened. His girlfriend is now in front of him. Prambudi only wears a black color with a body that looks slightly wet. Linda bit her lower lip, trying to hold back. Prambudi's upper body shape looks really perfect.

However, Linda was quite shocked when she saw Prambudi's face. Lots of bruises and wounds there. His right cheeks and eyes looked slightly swollen and flushed. Similarly, at the neck of Prambudi looks blue like a mark in the grip or strangled. While the Prambudi temple is attached to a new-looking gauze.

"Linda?" Prambudi looked at Linda in surprise. In his mind he asked, why did this woman come to his house at this hour?

"Mas Pram, what are you?" Linda touched her right hand on Prambudi's swollen cheek.

"Aw," Prambudi felt pain when Linda's flickering finger touched her injured skin.

"Mas Pram's? Explain to me, what happened to you?" Linda urged for an explanation.

"Let's enter. We chatted inside," Prambudi sighed softly. With no other choice, she lets Linda into her house.

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