Initially aunt Mala pushed me , said to me, quite hard to wait awhile longer , but I'm afraid he will increasingly uncontrollable , so with some force I asked him to go back to the room.
Finally he menurutiku , arguing that seemed ridiculous to him , I finally got him to go back to the room , accompanied by a number of visitors and the eye gaze cafe 's server . I do not care .
Entering the room , lay directly Tante diranjang Mala , her implicit sense of regret , but who knows what made her like this . Kututup door , kukunci with the purpose that it will not slip out back to last place , I looked back at him, it's like trying to close his eyes , it covers the wrist. I also like half- drunk , kududukkan ass couch , memandanginya , as if waiting for him to react , my eyes closed kuusahakan well .