Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Sly!

"How's it?"

"No," I said, I shook my head. "I don't want to go. Unless it's for work, I won't set foot in Bali again. Not anymore."

"Oh, bad memories" he said. Talked lightly as if he understood me. "How about going abroad? Which is a bit far? Maybe... to New York? London's? How's it?"

I put my shoulders down. "Maybe, someday. It needs careful preparation considering my work has piled up."

"Okay, I get it, Mr. Busy."

I took a glass of water and sipped it. "By the way, I like sexy-looking women."

"Of...!" Stella exclaimed as she flicked her hair back. His chest is getting more exposed. "For you," he said.

She was not offended at all, clearly my eyes were fixed on an imaginary line exactly in the middle of her untie dress. In fact, he deliberately showed it to me.

"But unfortunately that doesn't apply to my wife. I wouldn't like it. I mean. if in front of me, yes it can be sexy, do not even need to wear anything. But if in front of others, of course, he must be more closed. And it's mandatory. The curves of his body should only be enjoyed by myself."

Stella smiles. "Is that a code for me? Hmm?"

Waw! He always responded positively to my words. "Well, you can think of it that way."

"Uuh..you're sweet. All right, then I'll close my body from another man's sight, for you."

Okay. Time to discuss another topic. "By the way, this dinner is almost done, but I haven't seen my present yet."

"Okay, impatient sir."

"This time I'm talking for a serious gift, yeah."

"Sounds, you can't wait to go home."

"It's late, Stell."

"Don't hurry, dong...."

"I'm not used to sleeping late" I said with a sweet alibi.

"No need. You can stay here, really."

"Okay, at least let's make a toast."

Stella raised her wine glass, to be able to go home quickly - I said. The glass clinks, and we sip the wine up the toilet.

"Wait here, I'll get you your present upstairs."

Stella passed by and I felt the need to go to the toilet. But what did I see?

Testpacks.

Stella's carelessness is my luck. The testpack is two-striped, which means Stella is pregnant. Clearly, there was no one in the house but him.

Thankfully I never touched it. Whether she's pregnant or not, and who she's pregnant with, it's none of my business.

But...

My goodness, my body is starting to feel hot. I'm not a stranger to the effects of stimulants. Simply feeling the effect, I knew the medicine had already entered my body.

I wonder* annoyed. "Shoppers! You sly woman! He wants to frame me. The insolent!

I was irritated among passionate desires. I have to get out of here, I thought. Got to!

Chequek!

The woman stood in front of the bathroom door. Telan*.

Oh my...!

It's a big temptation. The chest, also the sidelines of the thighs were tenuous it was really tempting. Plus, the drug* given by Stella also undermined my desire from within. Ah, if only...

"Surge! Don't block my path!"

Stella turned around, sat on the sofa and opened her thigh interval wider. Then, cupping both hands to the peach on his chest, he said, "Please. sleep me," he asked, gasping for breath, and he made those words sound sexy and irresistible.

How, Rangga?