The Passion of Casanova
Order Coming

Today was a day of bad luck for Ron, had been told this, now the worms even feel hot. He just remembered, that Siska had just finished a level 15 claw, and he was sure as hell, that it was the cause.

"Ck, shit! It must be because my Cacingku is like this!" Papi Caska started to get angry, as the heat was growing, around his groin.

Ron bit his lower lip, and he had no other choice but to find a public restroom in the Jakarta suburb to cool his bloated worms.

The time he had was getting narrower now. And it's been confirmed he'll be hit by a curse. Ken would have been furious with her because she had been out for too long, but now was not the time to think about it all.

All Ron had in his brain was to look for a public toilet, so that the feeling in the center of his body immediately disappeared.

"Oh my God, it's so hot!" lamented Ron while moving his legs, because he felt uncomfortable. Even his face was flushed.

Until shortly afterwards, Ron finally could breathe with relief, because he managed to find what he was looking for, Ron immediately pulled over his car, and got into a public WC.

Ron quickly unzipped his pants, and sure enough the worm already looks puffed and flushed.

Don't want to wait any longer Ron immediately soaked the worm using a dipper. "Ah, finally." Ron muttered in relief. He immediately felt a cold sensation, like when he used a shampoo with menthool base material. Ces, ah anyway.

However, having just sensed it all, the phone that was inside his suit pocket rang, a sign there was an incoming call. And he could guess who someone was on the other end.

"Hello, Mister." One of his hands was holding a dipper, the other was holding a cell phone. "Sorry, I'm late, because now I'm stuck in traffic." Said Ron hurriedly explaining, so that Ken would not have to get angry. Especially when the situation is in pain.

"Oh my goodness, Ron! That doesn't matter. I'm just afraid you've been swallowed by the earth, for not contacting me at all. Then I turn off the phone well, if there's anything call me," Ken replied in a soft tone, not roaring as usual. It seemed like the energy of the baby python was entering into him.

Not yet Ron answered, Ken had turned off his call, but the assistant was already mangap-mangap like a fish mujair.

After finishing his worm business, Ron returned to take the car to the highway. Now the heat began to subside, because Ron had stopped by the pharmacy to buy a multipurpose skin ointment.

"Well, the more blooming Mr. Ken's food, it must have felt very strange" muttered Ron as he glanced at his boss' order. It looks unattractive, because it is too long to be ignored.

And not long after, Ron arrived at the company. He immediately got out of the car and stepped into Ken's room. His hands were full of crackles filled with food and rambutan fruit.

Tok Tok Tok...

"Sir, it's me" said Ron, telling him he had arrived.

"Lake in!" Ken gave his permission, and Ron immediately opened the door. Ken looked at Ron who was carrying a lot of food, he smiled broadly just like the little boy he had just been obedient to.

"Well, Ron, is that all my order?" asked Ken enthusiastically, he even got up from his chair and immediately walked up to the assistant. Take over the plastic crackle that contains the food she requested.

"Yes, Sir. It's all yours, and it's Miss Zoya's order of rambutan" Ron explained.

Ron nodded, then placed the fruit on the table.

Ken raised both eyebrows. "Why does Zoya like hairy? Until just craving like that," muttered Ken who was still heard in Ron's ear.

Ron glanced at Ken.

Well, maybe Miss Zoya is a fan of all kinds of furry. Including the hairs on your body.

Not wanting to think more and not having answers, Ken chose not to care. The important thing is that he bought Zoya what she wanted.

Now the focus is on the food that fills the table. He opened them one by one, until the food gave off its aroma. Exactly as he willed, the food did not have the pungent aroma of garlic.

Huh! Ken inhaled and sighed.

"Come, Ron! Spend it all" said Ken with a smile. It was different from the last time Ron saw her.

Ron widened his eyelids, he pointed to himself. "I, Sir? This is all for me?" Ron asked a little.

Ken nodded.

"Yes to you all, did I say I wanted to eat it? I'm just ordering and telling you to buy, now you're eating."

Gluey!

"Then what about you? You haven't eaten either, sir."

"Who said? I had soto in front before you came."

Hearing that, Ron's knee immediately felt lax.

What else is this, God?

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