You Are My Sunshine

You Are My Sunshine
The Part 150


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"But-but...."


"No buts! Cepetan skirting your shirt. When I'm done, I can go home in peace. If I go home last night with my father's care," explained Freya firmly with sharp eyes.


"B-well," he added.


Fatih revealed a little of her clothes timidly and Freya sighed in annoyance at the young man's overly slow movements.


"Splash open dong. I don't want to say anything to you" said Freya who should have come out of a man's mouth to a girl but here it is just the opposite.


Fatih finally flicked his shirt to the chest and the tomboy began to apply eucalyptus. Freya rubs it seriously until evenly distributed on the stomach and back, while Fatih instead mengelek feel Freya's palms that touch the surface of her skin.


Had Freya known that Fatih was even perverted in the midst of her pain, it would have been raw bogem would have floated either on her face or body.


Then there was a knock on the door, Freya stopped her activities and tidied up Fatih's clothes and rushed to open the door, looking at her friend two men who also wear the dirt bike.


"Thank you bro, come. Please get her a car at the cafe near my campus. I'll ask for the key."


Freya asked Fatih and asked for the spare key of the young man's car. Fatih pointed her index finger at the nightstand near the sleeping lamp and the girl immediately understood that the key was there.


"The key. If I can get a bite." Freya handed the key to her friend.


"Who is he? maybe your boyfriend?" asked his friend full of probing while raising his eyebrows.


"Eh ngaco! Lt's not. What is he? duh I'm confused. She's her assistant, my best friend's husband. Haish belibet. For sure I just nolongin, see for yourself if he's pat," he explained while glancing at Fatih then scratching his nape does not itch.


"Rarely?" his friend's tease is back.


"Diamonds go there. Even on the ngawur," throw Freya out while shaking her hands that were met with laughter by her two friends.


"I'm back. Your car again was taken with me. Relax is guaranteed safe and reliable."


"Thank you Frey." Fatih sat himself down. "Can I be friends with you too?"


"Mmm. of course. If you want me to be your friend," replied Freya lightly without burden who was greeted with a smile by Fatih.


"Looks like I'm better, let me take you home. Danger girls come home alone nights." Fatih tried to get out of bed.


"Hey.it's almost ten in the evening. But you take it easy, no one would have thought that I was a girl with my makeup like this, plus with this ninja helmet my face was safely hidden," replied Freya lightly.


Currently Freya wears torn jeans, equipped with a racer-patterned jacket.


"Can't! Anyway I drive you home," cried Fatih insisting who immediately got out of his bed and took his jacket.


"How will you go home?"


"I can ride ojol!" sahut Fatih was stubborn.


"Haduhh my goodness. You were vomiting. Time to drive again. Are you sure that I don't have any more pats?" ledek Freya on purpose.


"I brought the bike. Where is the key," pinta Fatih did not want to be denied.


"What can you bring my beloved trail with you?" seduce Freya while giving up the key.


"If only bring a motorbike I can also, but do not speed kayaking in the racing arena. Come on, I'll take you."


This time it was finally reversed. Freya who sat in the piggy bank of the prospective doctor. The tomboy even deliberately wrapped his hands hugging Fatih's waist casually made the young man who carried the motor rippled because their bodies were attached to each other.


Throughout the trip Freya just giggled amused because sometimes Fatih brought his bike a little oli. Although not easy, all that did not discourage Fatih to take the idol to his home safely and safely.


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