"You haven't answered my question, Rangda," Pramudya smirked at the girl who made his throne a place to lie down in such a seductive pose.
"You waiting for my answer?"
Pramudya chuckled, two hands on his waist. "Of course."
"Why?"
"Isn't this very weird to you?"
Rangda shrugged his shoulders, the throne became a place that made her more comfortable.
"Come on!"
"First of all," said Rangda. "I don't like hot places."
"Fair enough. And then?"
"Second of all, I don't want to be influenced by that demon."
Pramudya chuckled again while shaking his head. He climbed the steps of the low stage, approaching the throne.
Rangda lifted her body, and Pramudya sat on her left. The girl made Pramudya's lap a place to lay her head.
"So," said Pramudya, placing his hand on the girl's smooth thigh. "You deliberately set me up by telling me to go to the cave alone, is that so?"
Rangda sneered, then giggled spoiled.
