IN THE ARMS OF SEVEN ANGEL
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The night is getting late. But somehow Wira is still at home sitting in the yard even though the situation there is very quiet. The angel who had accompanied him, maybe now was sound in his sleep because after chatting long enough with the Hero, the angel resigned first to join his friend.

The hero himself actually felt strange since a while ago. I don't know why tonight wasn't cold at all. Though Wira only wear color pants with knee length and vest-like shirt that his chest is open because there is no hook also continue the shirt without any arms. But it did not make the spirit feel cold at all.

Feeling that the spirit had been outside for a long time, the young man finally decided to go in and rest. The hero stepped slowly into the wooden-walled house and woven bamboo. His foot steps towards one of the rooms that was deliberately used as a place to rest the Hero.

"Why isn't the room covered with curtains?" muttered Wira when she saw the three bedroom doors there was absolutely no cloth covering them. The room had no door either, so it was completely open without anything on the doorstep.

Initially, the footsteps of the Hero were about to head straight to the room he was going to use, but when his eyes returned to look at the other room that had no doors, he looked at the other room that had no doors, Wira suddenly wanted to peek at the angels who had not heard his voice. With a thumping chest, Wira ventured into one of the rooms used by the angels.

"Geez!" pekik Wira. His eyes were slightly rounded when he saw the state of the angels who had fallen asleep. The angels were still wearing the same clothes when their eyes fell asleep. The hero again felt distress as he swallowed his saliva.The young man continued to step closer to one of the edges of the wooden bed to pay attention to the bodies of the angels.

"Ntar first, did they not wear ..." The hero did not continue his words, but as his eyes carefully ascertained what he saw, Wira immediately smiled widely. "Crazy! The fur is not very lush but .. ah shit. Make me drool."

The eyes of the Hero were immediately fixated on the beautiful scenery that once could only be seen when watching adult films. Because of his sleep on his back, the two legs of the angels were somewhat stretched so that what was under his stomach was seen quite clearly. At first it only looks dimly dim, but Wira took a torch to illuminate the section so that it can be seen clearly.

"Oh, make it tense," muttered Wira. "I think I should play with my hands. Not strong to see this. Play here aja ah," with his right hand, Wira took out hers that stiffened and began to play it with eyes to pay attention to the beauty of the angels.

Time has changed and now the morning has changed. The hero and the seven angels, were already preparing to leave the house. As planned, today they will go down the river to look for the golden feather of the seven angels. There was also a lion accompanying them. For some reason, the Lion had suddenly been close to them since he lost the fight with the Hero yesterday.

"Is everything ready? Is anyone missing no? Please check again before we leave," said Wira.

"Well, Kang. We don't have much stuff. There are only gold coins that we have divided into seven pockets" said Dewi green.

"Yes, if everything is ready, we leave," said Wira. All the angels agree. "Leo, you walk behind them huh? take care." Leo only roars as a sign of agreement. After everyone felt sure, finally Wira and seven angels set out for adventure.

They went back down the river. But this time they took a different direction. They followed the river because they believed it was the river that had brought the golden goose feather and they believed that they would find a village. However they also know, whose name humans certainly can not be far from the water, so they went down the river to find a village.

"The water is very clear, so play water," chirped the goddess Nila.

"Yes, it looks really fresh?" sahut Dewi yellow. "Kang, can we stop for a moment? I'm taking a shower?"

The hero then stopped his footsteps and turned his body to look at the seven angels. "What, you guys haven't had a shower?" tanyakanya. "Aren't you guys up earlier than me?"

"Yes not yet, Kang. We were looking for food first. Can ya? We shower?" persuade the red Goddess while smiling sweetly. The others also gave a sweet smile with pleading gazes, making the heart of Wira even more pounding.

"Damn, can they usually open their clothes in front of my eyes? Don't they realize I'm a man?" gerutu Hero. Although the view in the other direction, but it is undeniable that Wira really wants to see the seven angels who seem to have been in aiir.

"Kang! Kang Wira didn't take a shower?" shouted one of the angels.

"No!" replied the Hero also by shouting without turning his head in the direction that called out to him.

"If you want to take a shower here, Kang. We'll take a shower together!" yell the same angel.

"No! No need," the Hero was forced to refuse the request. "Damn it, time to shower together? What are they crazy about?" muttered. Because confused as to how, Wira then approached the Lion who chose to curl up among the river rocks.

There Wira turned out to be able to pay attention to the angels who were bathing. With the temple invites talking Lion, the eyes of the hero occasionally lead towards the angels who look happy by playing river water. Many times the Hero grumbled and cursed while holding the part of the pants he was wearing.

"Well, should I play with my hands again? Shit!" muttered.

Meanwhile, not far from their existence, on the other side of the river, two men were talking and sitting relaxed enjoying the atmosphere around. It seems like they are deliberately sitting there to unwind the ones who whack their bodies.

"Not really, what did the chairman say?" ask one of their friends.

"What's that about?" kareya instead asked because the question that came out of the man in black color was not so clear.

"That, about the blood of virgin angel who can make the chairman can be immune and immortal," java man in black color.

Meanwhile, his white-colored counterpart seemed to grin. "It could be true. Isn't our chief a servant of the devil? Of course, the chief knew about it from his demon puja."

"Well, the chairman was so happy when you showed him the golden goose feather."

"We must not fail to catch the angel. It doesn't matter if we can't enjoy the blood of the virgin, the important thing is that we can enjoy the body of the angel."

"Yes too!" both of them were so hard.

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