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Not Angry But There's On

Safitri sat down casually on the sink while smiling cynically towards the door that was being pounded by Kemal.

"Salaki gelo, want to make children kok kayak want to fight. Emang thought Safitri what slave." dumel Safitri.

"Sokay if you want to break down. At least his leg was broken" Safitri said cynically.

"From the noise of the Bang to the screams of Safitri bathing, the horrors of the shower were more melodious than the cry of the Tiger Brother." safitri muttered up from her seat and began to take off the clothes she was wearing one by one.

It has become a habit of Safitri in the village who often bathe at times, he never bathed in a state of complete nudity but always wrapped his body with a cloth if he bathed at times. Likewise this time Safitri wrapped his body with a daleman skirt and did not take off his underwear.

Gurgling the sound of the shower water fell instantly to calm his heart and mind, Safitri seemed unaffected by the pounding bathroom door by Kemal. Make Safitri while enjoying the cold water so fresh flushed his body like he forgot about his surroundings.

"OKIN!!"

DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK DUK D

"DAMN CHICK BUKAAAA!!" yelled Kemal with all his might but free there was no response given by Safitri from within.

Kemal looked frustrated he saw his fists that had reddened even a little scratches and blood seepage began to come out in the pores of his skin. While Ismail looks with a confused face mixed in tension.

Ishmael who was outside Kemal's room was very curious about what was happening inside his master's room. He wanted to calm his master but it was useless at a time like this that no one's voice would be heard by Kemal.

"ISSS! GET PEOPLE TO OPEN THIS DOOR ANY WAY RIGHT NOW!!" kemal orders with a shrill scream at Ishmael.

"Ba-ik Mister," with a stutter Ismail immediately agreed and went running towards the back room.

"SANTOO!!" ishmael called to Saint the gardener who was in Bastian's house.

The stout, high-strength, creepy-faced saint rushed to Ishmael.

"Dalem pakkk." the voice of the meek Saint contrasts with his physical appearance.

"Ckckck, you're a body like Hercules but your voice is shahcantik." ledek Ismail momentarily forgot with Kemal's orders.

"Father can be." said Santo.

"Oh yes San, quickly grab the chainsaw and quickly take it to Master's room right now!" ismail's orders are in a hurry.

"What's a chainsaw pack made of?" ask Santo wonder.

"Don't ask too many hunts now also grab a chainsaw!" snapping Ismail while glaring at the Saint made the Saint immediately scatter into the warehouse to pick up the chainsaw.

"Haiishstt! Long time ago I took a chainsaw!" furious Kemal is upset waiting for Ismail who has not appeared as well.

Tok tok tok tok

hearing the knock on the door Kemal immediately turned his head.

"CODOT HUNT!" bentak Kemal impatient.

"Sorry sir, what do you want on a saw?" ask the saint with calm.

"Don't apologize! Buruan Lo saws it's a door. Hurry up!!" bentak Kemal.

Santo looked confused at the orders of his master, how could he saw the bathroom door made of glass and aluminum. Glass doors that have been coated with stickers so as not to be seen inside the bathroom.

"Quick don't just shut up, you fool!" peekik Kemal boiled his blood from emotions

"Ba-ba-well sir." with the stammering Saint immediately carry out the orders of his master.

THE TREENN TREENN

As soon as the bathroom glass door was split into two directly kicked hard by Kemal, Santo who was beside Kemal his eyes widened while gulping as he looked at the scene in front of him. Where Safitri was standing behind them in a white deep skirt looks transparent wrapped in a smooth white body.

Kemal was silent without blinking to see a sight so full of attraction that he did not realize his maleness desire rose instantly.

"Astaghfiullah! You fuckers! Out no!" shouts Safitri hurriedly snatched the towel hanging not far from Safitri stood up and twisted into his body.

"Get out Lo!" snapped Kemal at Santo while pushing the rough Saint to stagger and fall on the floor.

Ismail who stood behind was curious to see but the hunt was blocked by Kemal with eyes glaring at him to make Ismail immediately turn around and go out of the room Kemal followed by Santo.

After Ishmael and Santo left Kemal hurriedly closed the door, while Safitri scoured every corner of the bathroom room looking for something.

"Where can you make a cloud?" muttered Safitri with his eyes looking for something that can be used as a weapon to hit Kemal.

Safitri's eyes caught the bag containing a golf stick in one corner near the window, as fast as Safitri took it and opened his zipper and took one golf stick and ready to swing towards Kemal.

As soon as Kemal turned around, Kemal only smiled at Safitri, seeing Safitri's attitude ready for war.

"Why? Are we going to continue our fight?" asked Kemal as if he were joking.

"Quite seductive, just think of it as a place of gratification." Kemal's inner self while biting his lips and his gaze swept across Safitri's body from head to toe full of lust.

"I'm tired, so let's continue with the fight. But now I want another one." said Kemal staring at the naughty Safitri.

"What?" tanya Safitri remains vigilant with a golf stick in his hand ready to swing at any time.

"Put down the golf stick first." persuaded Kemal began to lower his voice.

"Will you have a brother?"Safitri did not heed Kemal's persuasion he asked back with a position ready to give up.

"Ehmmm, anu, Ehmmm that." his maleness desire that had begun to control his mind at this time made Kemal so nervous.

"What's? Speaking of which, it really can not, do not like stuttering people." saut Safitri increasingly upset.

"You don't pretend to be bego!" kemal protests began to lure impatiently.

"Who is pretending to bego? Is it not clear that there is a lack of work, the bathroom door in the saw? it should be the one in the saw that's got Brother's head!" sulkan Safitri.

"Yes, do not discuss what has happened now directly. I'd like to talk to you if I'm holding you accountable."

Kemal's words made Safitri astonished to the point of frowning his forehead.

"What responsibility? Who began to rhyme the brother, not Fitri." Safitri protested.

"Not wear it for long! Because of Lo, Gue on's rod." Saut Kemal blamed Safitri.

"Huh? What rod?" asked Safitri plain not understand.

"Haiishstt! You fool." growled Kemal while shuffling his head.

"Don't say stupid Fitri! It's not clear."

"What's unclear? Did I say stick I'm on, cook anyway Lo don't know what it means? Isn't that stupid the name?" cecar Kemal growled and began to boil his blood.

"Udah had Sono Bang, Fitri did not know what Abang meant. Better now Abang out Fitri want to change clothes." drive Safitri while swinging a golf stick in his hand towards Kemal.

About what will happen next follow the next episode.