Trapped Game of Galak Lord
TPTG CHAPTER 52.

After watching, the two human children left the cinema. On the way, Inara accidentally saw a night market held on the side of the road. Suddenly Inara's childish soul thrashed around at once.

Inara's childhood was eager to ride the rides in the night market like that, but neither Arhan nor Hendru allowed one. Moreover, Aina and Nayla, they did not want the children jostling in such a place.

"Sister.." exclaimed Inara as the motor driven by Aksa crossed the area.

"Hm... Why Ra?" sahut Aksa, he glanced from the rearview mirror.

"Almost there yuk, I really want to ride the rides." pinta Inara, he pointed to the market that night.

"Ciiiit!"

Suddenly Aksa stepped on the brakes that made Inara surprised, the motorcycle was then pulled over on the side of the road. "What was that about? Brother did not hear." asked Aksa while looking back.

"I want to ride that ride, brother. That is also if possible, if not also okay." replied Inara.

Aksa frowned. "Remain willing to ride that?"

"Yes, from a very small desire but not yet accomplished." Inara pursed her lips.

"Yes, let's go down!" take Aksa.

"So can?" Inara carved a smile, it was great to be allowed to ride the rides.

"Well, what the hell is wrong with you." Aksa smiled and parked his bike, both of them down and into the night market.

Arriving inside, Aksa bought a ticket as requested by Inara. Actually Aksa is not so like, he is afraid of getting drunk, but for Inara whatever she will do to make her sister happy.

Inara looked so happy, the smile on her lips was unceasingly floating. He hugged Aksa's arm tightly as he climbed into the reanglala. Unlike Aksa who started to look stiff, her face paled while sitting inside there.

"Kak Aksa why? Brother scared huh?" inara asked as she caught Aksa's face suddenly darkening.

"No-No, who's afraid?" rebut Aksa, he frowned and inhaled as much air as possible. He didn't want to be seen near Inara.

As the reanglala began to spin, Aksa squinted the eyes of the goods for a moment. Nervous, of course, but he tried to calm himself down.

"Yeah..." Inara shouted loudly as their position reached the top. He was unceasingly hugging Aksa who was now trying to calm down, but still his stomach began to nausea when the ring was spinning fast.

"Sir Aksa, this is so much fun." cried Inara who had no fear whatsoever.

"Hmmm..." Aksa just muttered to hold back the nausea that increasingly shakes the stomach.

"Owow..." Inara spread her hands, her hair flying in the wind.

"Don't let go, baby, fall down!" Aksa pulled Inara into his arms. Actually not afraid of falling, but because he was no longer strong enough to withstand nausea.

"Gosh, when's the stop? Masa' I have to throw up here? Shame alone," inner Aksa. She hugged Inara tightly while closing her eyes.

A few minutes passed, and finally the ring stopped turning. Aksa rushed down and pulled Inara's hand to a deserted spot.

"Young..." Aksa can no longer hold back. All of his stomach contents came out until his eyes turned red, his forehead was letting out cold sweat.

"Aksa's not okay?" Inara patted Aksa's back slowly.

"It's okay, next time don't take Brother on this ride again!" lamented Aksa after his stomach tasted better.

"Where do I know Brother will be drunk like gini. Why not talk about it?" Inara knitted her eyebrows.

"When you say, you'll be disappointed. He said he wanted to go up" Aksa said.

"Oh, it's okay. The important thing is that you are happy and already know how it feels to ride the ring." Aksa erodes the distance and kisses the head of Inara fondly. "Now what else?" aksa.

"It's enough, we just go back to the apartment." take Inara.

Aksa looked at the circular clockwork on her wrist. "It's only seven o'clock, just play as much."

"Later Brother gets drunk again," Inara pursed her lips.

"No, just don't ride that again." Aksa carved a smile and ruffled Inara's hair fondly. The two went back into the crowd.

After circling around combing the market area that night, Inara pointed at the painting stall. Suddenly he wanted to paint like a cool little boy with their parents.

"I want to color it, can't I?" inara asked as she pointed at the neatly lined rows of children.

"Can, come!" Aksa swung her legs at the stall, Inara smiled as she hugged Aksa's arm.

"Bang, ask for dong's painting!" exclaim Aksa to the field guard.

"Yes Bang, wait a minute!"

After waiting for a minute, the stall guard gave them a brush and dye. Inara sat on a small stool and Aksa sat behind her, Aksa's chest sticking with Inara's back.

Inara chose Elsa's picture, she began to color the picture carefully. Aksa helped him from behind, sometimes the man stole the opportunity to kiss the shoulder and nape Inara.

"Yeay, done." Inara cheered enthusiastically. The children in the hall laughed at Inara's funny behavior.

"That's great, brother, just picture it for me!" pinta is a little girl sitting next to Inara.

Inara knitted her brows, then twisted her neck towards Aksa.

"Let's just say, why bring that picture home? You are not a child anymore" said Aksa.

"Here, take!" Inara thrust a picture of hers at the little girl.

"Yeay, thank you beautiful sister." The little girl cheered with excitement.

"Yes, you're welcome." Inara smiled and pinched the little girl's cheek anxiously.

After Aksa paid for the picture, the two left the stall. Inara's stomach started rumbling, she wanted grilled sausages, egg rolls and some other snacks. Aksa bought everything Inara wanted.

Before returning home, the two sat on the sidewalk eating the snacks they bought earlier. Inara never ceases to smile, sometimes she feeds Aksa until the man's mouth is straws hit by the sauce.

"Dear baby, straws right?" lamented Aksa.

"Here, let me clean up!" Inara looked over and there. Realizing that no one had seen them, Inara quickly cleared the corner of Aksa's lips with her tongue.

"God, baby, so naughty." Aksa gave a smile, eager to devour the lips but the situation was not on her side.

"Hehehe... Delicious," Inara chuckled, it made Aksa really anxious.

"Here you go, let's go home!" Aksa got up from his seat and reached out to Inara, then both got on the bike.

Unasked, Inara immediately hugged Aksa's waist. The motor was speeding towards the residence Airlangga.

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