At the Hemingway Home
Canberra, Australia
Nancy lay down on the sofa in her living room, the girl was reading her college book. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow there was a quiz on the subject of strategic management, and she had not been studied at all yet. She was indeed different than her brother whom was very perfectionist and choleric in any case. Nancy was more relaxed about everything.
No wonder, her family had a lot of hope to her genius brother, Skandar Alexander Hemingway. Nancy was actually happy to have a brother who was very smart in terms of lessons, so she could ask questions and ask to be taught difficult assignments related to her studies, especially because they were both in the same majors. But now her brother had married and didn't live with her anymore. He was confused now, did she had to be happy because she was the furthest away from her stubborn, crabby brother
"We will departure half an hour later. You should prepare, Risa!" asked Skandar to his young wife.The man went into the bathroom of his room, when he had returned from the bathroom, he still found that his young wife had not changed clothes yet. The young girl was still busy turning her body in front of her make-up mirror in her only white towel."Uncle, come here ...,” said Charisa, her face was still facing to her makeup mirror.Her husband walked over to her. Skandar looked at the young girl for a moment. He had to get rid of his dirty thoughts. He had just been looking at the young girl's curves, Skandar could have already imagined what was behind the thick white cloth. All the private parts belonged to his wife, he could imagine.Skandar did not know why since he had married Charisa, he often looked like James when he was close to her. What a perverted James Bloom had given a bad influence on his brain."Uncle, see! Do you see?
Skandar, the man was sitting comfortably on the sofa in his living room. He and Charisa arrived at his family’s main house about two hours ago. The arrival of the two of them, which incidentally was the newlywed, was greeted so excitedly by the Skandar family and all of his house maid.The man was even troubled to meet his young wife. Charisa, the high school girl who became his wife won over the many residents of his house’s heart quickly. The girl even had a group of maids who really loved her. Skandar could only sigh in relief when he saw her, at least his wife did not feel awkward about the status she held now, being the wife of the successor to the only son Hemingway family line."Do you want me to get more strawberry pudding?" One of his maid offered him."No, you don’t," replied Skandar. The man was still full, they had just had a pretty good dinner."It is fine, sir.""Wait a moment," Skandar called his maid, the maid was
Charisa, the girl was in a mall. Because her Uncle Skandar said that he would be late to pick her up, Charisa accepted Anna's asking to shop for some items at one of the big malls in Canberra. Since yesterday, her friend persuaded her to accompany her shopping. She said that it was impossible to ask to her mother to shop with her that day, so Anna asked for Charisa. "Will Yuta like it, Charisa?” asked Anna on Charisa. The short-haired girl looked into the shopping bag which she was carrying. The shopping bag made of white plastic bags got bigger at the bottom, of course because it contained a basketball. Charisa just laughed at Anna's behaviour, she was like a human’s head in plastic bag. "So this is for Yuta? Oh my god, why do you not buy for me too, Anna?” Charisa teased Anna, the girl pretended to be angry at Anna because she did not buy something for her. "Hemm, Charisa... I also give you gifts every your birthday,” complained Anna. “I und
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