When Om Duda Bastard Meet Muslim Girl
Chat Om and nephew
As they sat in the back seat of the mansion where at the top cover they were surrounded by green leaf vines that cool the eyes and make the sun quite blocked into the skin.
Dominic can see how the original form of the girl in front of him at this time.
White skin as beautiful as the marble stone was seen staring at his eyeballs so boldly.
A beautiful face that displays the feminine side with a beautiful face hue adds its own level of beauty.
Usually women will look at her with passion and desire to throw themselves on the mattress together.
But the other thing with the girl, her gaze was so innocent and too holy, so beautiful and a little made Dominic shudder in horror to look back at the girl at this time.
If he used to think that no-no about his interlocutors, this time he was horrified to imagine how a girl of that age could exist under his confinement.
He couldn't imagine how he smelled his whole face, neck, chest all the way down there.
To her the girl really still looks like a kid who isn't ready to be plastered by the hands of a bastard like herself.
Nor could he imagine how his way of ripping apart the girl's self-esteem to enter his confines, depriving her of her precious treasures and perfecting the girl in order to become a woman.
How could he have mastered the girl on his bed, hearing the cries of the girl as she rained down on the girl with her Anaconda Energizer.
Crushed already.
The shadow down there will be trouble and the girl will scream hysterically on the first night.
And an impression came to his head at this moment.
He's still a kid.
Oh god's.
How can I marry a child?! his age could be 12-13 years under me.
Dominic's inner self while sighing roughly.
"Omm?"
One sentence the girl surprised her.
The word Om really made itself aware of their long-distance age.
"Look"
Dominic then said.
"Tell me your name, little boy"
Ask Dominic quickly.
Hearing the words of the little boy, the girl in front of him raised his eyebrows, as if she disagreed with the words of the little boy.
"Zelines"
Oh god, Dominic thinks he just heard clearly the girl's real voice, it sounds so melodious, make Dominic miss the house where there is a grandma of his Mommy and untie Ramira who always advises and reminds him of many things in the world.
Longing for a long time she longed for how their extended family came together in her childhood.
For a moment Dominic massaged his head.
"OK Zeline little girl 💯 thousand"
"Yes?"
"I'm Dominic"
"Well, untie and uncle mentioned it earlier"
Answer the girl slowly.
Wasn't she too calm about her matchmaking and marriage?!.
Inner Dominic.
Usually, girls of that age will feel depressed, panic and hysterical, asking to cancel their marriage.
But why was that girl able to so casually face herself?!.
"You know this sounds crazy, I'm literally so uninterested in this marriage let alone with"
Dominic spoke while pointing at the girl in front of him.
"Don't you want us to postpone or even cancel our current marriage?"
Asked the man suddenly towards his interlocutor.
Dominic looked at Zeline's face seriously, waiting for the girl's answer with millions of feelings mixed into one.
Instead of answering first, Zeline simply developed her smile then the girl shook her head then said.
Oh god, he's probably crazy.
Inner Dominic.
"This is the nephew"
Dominic said a little desperate.
He deserves to be my nephew.
Inner Dominic.
"You know? I'm not a good person, you know? instead of being busy with marriage, I'm more interested in women"
The man spoke while suppressing a few words to Zeline.
"Contact, woman. I prefer sek.s than marriage, I prefer to spend time in the night world rather than go home spending time with the same boredom, he said, I'd rather choose whichever woman I like than choose a girl to marry"
"You're not going to stick with a jerk like me for long"
The man said with emphasis, hoping that the girl before him would understand what he was talking about.
"So before everything is done it's good you rethink our marriage and I suggest you cancel it"
After saying so, Dominic leaned his body directly on the sofa chair where he was sitting.
He looked at Zeline's face, waiting for the girl's response as if he was thinking about the answer to her speech earlier.
"Om not dear to parents Om?"
Suddenly a line of questions slid from the girl's lips.
"Yes?"
Dominic scrunched his forehead.