When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Underhanded

Although chickens do not have regular jobs, but chickens always wake up before sunrise. Does it have anything to do with Paijo? Evidently.

Not only is the chicken deprived of the way destiny divides its duties, Paijo Halim Pradana, the man who chose to sleep on the sofa overnight to keep his instincts in order to stay in the line of promise that he agreed to fumble around the soft and warm bakpao to make him curious.

Paijo continued to fumble while frowning, wondering if it was really a roll or not and the rest of his sleepiness slowly disappeared when he reached the point of the most shocking of his soul who was traveling. Her hand touched the piercing pink diamond in Michelle's navel.

Paijo put away his hand slowly and then turned his back. Facing the backrest of the gray sofa, his hands trembled.

“Why move?” he said in an unsettled voice. “Intentionally you?”

Michelle turned around, behind the blanket that covered the bodies of the two, she instead hugged the man who had an increase in temperature.

“Four hours ago I realized, look you sleep mepet sofa I moved here keep you from rolling.” I am Michelle with a spoiled voice.

Paijo put away Michelle's hand that was touching her chest that was pounding carefully. But the hand returned to its original place as Paijo's body pressed against the back of the sofa.

“Gelinding down it lakyo natural, pain not long.”

Michelle hissing. “You are, Jo. Not even thanks even nagging, selling expensive again out of hand-hold.”

“Ngak accidentally, yoo..” denied Paijo while gulping spit. “I'm just gulping or not!” he said half-stiff.

“Ndobos..” Michelle changed into fumbling Paijo's chest like the man did before ending up in his navel. Michelle got stuck and ran away from the sofa.

“Hairy... wow... Amazing...” he exclaimed as he flopped on the mattress. He chuckled at Paijo's face covering his blushing face with a blanket.

More guilty again me, hand kok gratil.

Michelle grabbed her phone in a pouch of pants draped in the light desk while moving near the window. It uncovers burgundy brown curtains to see the surrounding morning atmosphere.

”Wake up, Jo. We have breakfast before work.” said Michelle after seeing what time it is, six or less five minutes.

The sun has shone though lazily in the eastern horizon, even so the atmosphere of the morning around Malioboro has been crowded by the activities of a diverse majority of residents and train departures at the monument station.

Paijo removed the blanket from his body, he got up with a sore body.

“You phone Dominic, Cell. My clothes don't forget!” said Paijo behind Michelle's level body that looks perfect from behind, there is no reproach to deny the beauty that presents it a bit of coals in her mind.

“Alright.” Michelle nodded, ”Continue wanting breakfast here what's outside? Like a walk here early in the morning, Jo.”

“Not now, Saturday or Sunday!” sahut Paijo, there is no such thing as plesiran on his workday. Draining the energy let alone take care of Prambudi and Marisa's baby jambang that one makes his whole body work hard. “Sama Dominic if it makeshift.”

“It's the same you.” Michelle turned her head, she found Paijo sitting around on the edge of the TV table.

Walking sensually, Michelle towards him who was dizzy looking at the transparent bathroom.

“Like Dominic messages suite room, usually make a honeymoon. Indeed so the form..” clearly Michelle is familiar with Paijo's response now. “Again aja mandinya we both promise not to look. Agree?”

Despite his doubts, Paijo fused his pinky finger to Michelle's pinky finger.

“You first.” said Paijo, considering that the conglomerate woman's shower can be long.

“Ah, no.” Michelle shook her head while grimacing widely. “I want to phone Dominic keep ordering breakfast for us.”

Though looking suspicious, Paijo leaves Michelle to the bathroom. There he ruffled his waist, all visibly rustling, the marble floor glistening under the glow of the light. A spacious bath tub, an unfamiliar shower, and knobs that he doesn't understand how to use.

“Sel...” call Paijo.

While trying to contact Dominic, Michelle walks into the bathroom.

“Why?” Michelle put on a curious face, ”Kok has not yet taken off her shirt, wait for me to help you?”

“Oalah, katrok... katrok..” Michelle giggled as she looked at Paijo, her hands outstretched pinching a glimpse of her cheeks.

Paijo grunts, ”Katrok..katrok gini you samperin.”.

Michelle poked her lips right in front of her face. Indeed he was samperin, because for him the strength of Paijo made him in need. “You cold water what's warm, bath tub what shower?”

“Cold, shower.”

A second hose poured cold water from the shower that enlivened the atmosphere of the bathroom to make Paijo and Michelle step aside.

“Hand needs are near the sink, bye Paijo... much... much...” Flashing one eye, Michelle closed the bathroom glass door as she moved near the window. Michelle let Paijo's privacy awake.

“Wes koyo adus ning times, ketok kabeh.” (It's like bathing in a river, it looks like everything )

Paijo took off his shirt and shorts while attaching them to the table, leaving him with a celtam as a protector for the little Jonny from Michelle's gaze.

Beside the window, Michelle managed to contact Dominic who was found just waking up in Paijo's room.

“Buruan mas, Paijo has this bath. Seven otw hours to the office.” he said impatiently.

Dominic who is still sleepy heavy moving, he reached the khaki colored Paijo official shirt on the hanger.

“Sempak also not?”

“He'eh, he took a bath *****.

Dominic notices the contents of Paijo's closet that opens while looking.

”They are suitable, equally a handyman.”

“Udahan used to mas, I again see a good spectacle.” said Michelle who hid behind curtains with a position facing the bathroom.

Paijo was soaping his body with one leg that he put on the edge of the bath tub.

Michelle bit her lips, the soap opera in front of her eyes was very tempting and Paijo who was reluctant to look back because so lazy to find Michelle saw it gave the woman a chance to look around.

“My heart is about to explode.” murmured Michelle as she felt her chest. ”So want again so roll.” Conical lips he limp himself saw Paijo rinsing his body so deliciously and supple.

“Sel...” call Paijo because what is seen in his eyes the woman is not in the corner of the room. “Michelle.”

Adjusting her breath to reduce the amount of heat on her face, Michelle came out from behind the curtains while bowing her head.

“Ngapain you hide in there?” asked Paijo while drying his flaky hair.

“We have promised, do not tintip-ngintip.” Michelle smiled amusedly. “You wear the clothes that you used to, mas Domi again otw.” he said jaim without daring to look at him who was bare-chested.

Bizarrely. Paijo went back into the bathroom, he put on his shirt while lowering his celdam from behind a towel carefully.

Michelle hysterical, ”Oh my wow, oh my wow... Just open it, Jo. Open..” Paijo turned his head, his avid action suddenly pecked for a moment.

Paijo frowned while wearing his shorts. ”Add your freak.”

Darting quickly into the bathroom, Michelle ignored Paijo who was looking at her suspiciously. “Your turns are clumping, Jo.”

“For what? I've seen it.” Paijo smiled disdainfully as he sat on the sofa.

“Cheat!”

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