Happy reading.
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"Where's Aletta?" a greeting came from behind Aksa. It was Daksa.
Daksa greeted Aksa, standing at the door in a gray suit and donkey tie to complement Aksa's color today.
Aksa looks handsome because the bright gray color he uses as a suit looks so blended with Aksa's skin.
"I'm getting ready. Alisya is helping!" Aksa answered, looking at his cellphone screen.
He had been waiting for Aletta for almost half an hour. But the girl didn't come out and showed the bridge of her nose at all.
Aksa felt terrible about himself.
Will Aletta be as beautiful as her birthday that time? or even prettier? Or can't she be sexier than yesterday with her split shoulders showing off Aletta's smooth shoulders and arms for free!.
"Where are you going?" Daksa asked, looking at Aksa, who was about to step inside again.
"Follow Aletta!" said Aksa.
As he was about to go through the door, Daksa grabbed Aksa's arm, then Daksa said.
