IN THE ARMS OF SEVEN ANGEL
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"Dec," call the Hero in a voice full of supplication. He was still standing in front of the bathroom door, persuading and whining that the woman in the bathroom would grant wishes. While the house is quiet, Wira feels not wrong to take advantage of the situation to just touch the body of the angel. For a while maybe Wira will touch it with his hands first.

"Dec, would you? You have the time, refuse my request that is not heavy?" A woman is like a child who is whining to her mother. Even though the angel had already given a rejection several times, the young man still pleaded with a voice made to be merciful, for the angel to waver with his stance.

The angel himself was actually curious about the contents of the pants of the young man who whined at him. But if his body is touched by a human being in a non-dressed state, it still makes him awkward because he himself never did it. So he had refused for various reasons.

"Oh, Kang, don't do that? I'm ashamed to know. If anyone sees how?" again, that was the only reason the angel refused the request of the Hero. "Later they're angry with me."

The hero snorted violently. "Oh yes, if not. My request is not too heavy. Tell each other, later in the night there is no need to sleep in turns again, let me sleep alone. If you still expect to sleep in turns, let me sleep outside the room," threatened Wira annoyed.

Just contact what the Hero said made the angel aghast. "Kang, don't do it" cried the angel, but he no longer heard the sound. Even his eyes saw the cloth he asked to put on the bathroom door by Wira. After that he no longer heard the whining sound of Wira. "Wow, Kang Wira is angry."

The woman herself had to urinate on the other side of the back. He simply took the water with a dipper made from a coconut shell and took it to a bush to wash his who had just pulled out the slightly yellow water. When he finished, the young man went back into the house.

The angel who had been wearing a long cloth to cover his body, went straight out of the bathroom. At that very moment he saw the body of the Hero who entered his house. "Kang," called him, but Wira did not turn her head at all. The young man continued to step up with a feeling of annoyance.

The hero returned to his room and lay on a wooden bed. He paid absolutely no heed to the call of the angel who told him to have breakfast and so on. The hero was already upset because he thought the angel was selfish. Though Wira just want to hold with permission without having to hide like two nights before.

When the hero was busy sulking, his eyes caught the figure of the angel who had taken a bath, entering his room. The hero immediately avoided the eyes of the angel, With a sullen face, he immediately tilted his body. But soon after the eyes of the hero slightly widened when he saw what the angel did, when standing in front of him.

The angel removed the cloth that covered his body. Very clearly, now the grove was right in front of the eyes of the young man who was sulking. Between anger and excitement, Wira had no idea what she was going to do at the moment. He was fixated with eyes that were barely blinking, staring at the grass under the belly of the approaching angel.

"So touch my body no, Kang?" ask the angel gently. The woman sat on the edge of the bed while showing off a lush mound. "If you want to touch please. While the house is still quiet?"

"So you refused? Why do you want to now? Do you have to do it?" Wira said in a voice that sounded still sulking. Though his heart was already cheering while glancing at the black grove before his eyes.

"Forced or not, the important thing is that Kang Wira is happy. Besides I can't be selfish either, Kang Wira has twice saved my life, then it's not wrong if I make Kang hero happy," replied the angel gently.

But due to prestige, Wira did not directly touch it. Though the prey has surrendered, but because it was already upset, Wira tried to resist the feeling of wanting to touch it. Unexpectedly, the angel even grabbed the hand of the Hero and directly attached the palm of the Wira to the grass.

"The Hero will hold this, right? Yes, just hold it," said the gentle angel. The hero wanted to smile, but he held her back because of her prestige. Even so, Wira was amazed when the skin of her hand felt a mound of split flesh filled with grass.

Elsewhere, the king is currently showing a surprised reaction as soon as he hears the news brought by his commander. With a slightly contorted forehead, the King, who was famous for the appearance of King Daha, stared fixedly at the Commander.

"You sure? How did they know about this golden Goose feather?" ask the King by showing him the feather he was holding.

"If in my opinion, perhaps the group of demon skulls also has golden Goose feathers, Your Highness. If they had spread it to the citizens, it could have been more than one golden Goose feather" the Commander explained fearlessly as before when he faced earlier.

"True, too" cried the King, "this cannot be left, Commander. We also have to move quickly to secure the angels if the number is more than one. You know, demons are satanic. It could be that he would use the angels for his perverted interests."

"Yes, Your Highness. I've also been informed of it," the Commander replied, "I heard, I heard, the head of the demon skull will use the blood of the virgin angel to thicken his knowledge and also make him an immortal and youthful man and make his body unable to be injured by sharp weapons. It would be very dangerous if the wishes of the head of the demon skull materialized, Your Majesty."

"Geez!" King Daha was very surprised to hear the information. "Yes already, now tell all the village heads, to announce to the citizens who found the golden goose feather, to be more careful, to be more careful, and also tell them to look for women or foreign residents whose faces are beautiful like they are not human. Catch, if there's a woman like that, you know!"

"Understand, Your Majesty."

"Yes, then, do it right now!"

"Okay, Your Honor. Excuse me."

Same day but elsewhere too.

"Chairman, there's someone who wants to meet you" he told the man who was also watching the golden Goose feather in his hand.

"Who?" asked the man a pretty cold look.

"Say he's a man of Juragan Suloyo, chief."

"Suloyo Juragan?" ask the leader with a frown.

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