THE FORGOTTEN LOVE On The Train
27 Hours: The Best Valentine's Day
It's just a novel from Kak Seto's hair-rich periphery, This novel has no God, no Sin, no Karma, this light novel is not heavy, it's not, This novel does not know the Norms and Ethics of Eastern custom held in high esteem, this is a westernized novel - rich stuff Hollywood movie where Se*x dime number so, Se*x free without norm! Without Ceo, without matchmaking, without crying when the first duren, because that primacy does not need to be in the rich cry of the dead! This novel is extreme.. If you don't like SKIP.. I just missed the work, didn't expect more! This novel Metal, Rock n Roll without any wisdom that can be picked up, but if there is a good! This novel is for the free-spirited free-roaming! Those who feel sinful move aside, those who are pretentious step aside, those who are ignorant, munajab, muntardi, muntaryo, munandar.. Step aside.. Because this area 21++ slengki majors!!
Step aside.. Step aside.. Like to let go, Cyiiinnnn...! (use hells 20cm nenteng handbag while walking geal geol, puffing plump chest with fluttering anti-storm eyelashes waving waved with a deadly blink )
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I'm Leyka Paquito Fernandez, but I rarely use the name Fernandez (Paquito, Rich author Jerky's favorite bath soap, the fragrance is durable, expensive, durable, the white color is yes, even advertising.. but all the colors are fragrant beud really).
I mouthed, kind of delinquent, no manners, I was hard to manage, I did all the things I wanted to do myself, I always created chaos, I ran away from my real life, I was, I left my mother with the man she loved, I didn't have a father, I lost my father as a child, due to a severe illness. My father's name is Geralldo Paquito Fernandez, Fernandez Family is a family of ordinary people, 'The People of Commoners' is the nickname of my mother to my father, if they are joking.
The Fernandez family is a hardworking family and it was passed down to my father and it was ingrained in my body, I can't keep quiet! Only money was on my mind, it was because I had a destination, which was to go to South Africa on the Blue Train, one of the longest-duration trains, the train, train tour with 27 hours drive. It's all because of my father, a machinist for The Blue Train.
We live in Palma, one of Spain's largest landmasses, a city with cold and sometimes freezing, a city with many railway tracks, and a city with many, My father worked in the largest railway company in Palma, but every three months my father would go for a month to South Africa, taking tourists on vacation.
South Africa is a hot country and it was like a paradise for us Palmas, when my father came home from South Africa, I only get stories about the beauty of Capetown to Petroria and that is the route of The Blue Train, a train with the luxury of a star-rated Hotel that runs on the cushion of the railroad tracks.
Many packages are offered at the tourist train company, it can be 3 days can be 2 days but I choose a 27-hour trip and I will settle in Petroria for 10 days, he said, met my father's friend a South African, black, named Jack Helbert. Dad said that if I had been there once in my life, I would have to see him.
I want to go there! I just want to remember my father through the beauty he told me about as a child. God called my father too soon, so my father broke his promise to take me there. SOUTH AFRICA, IS MY LIFE GOAL.
I don't know Dad, my house is hell, Ella Gusmo is the son of my mother, who always begs me to make a mess. I'm lacking attention, my mother always submits to the man. I forgot to mention his name, but it doesn't matter, I never called him Dad, because his wish was only one get RID OF ME!
Actually his name is Locky Gusmo but I like to call him Loco (Read ;Loko) in Spanish it means Crazy! It is crazy as a person, how not, for the sake of business, I will be betrothed to his cousin whose age is not far from the Loco.
I'm beautiful, sexy and full of gimmicks, I won't let myself fall into the hands of the Loco Family toying with my mother's beauty and possessions, Rosemary Manuello Felipe my mother's name. The Manuello family, is a family that left a lot of wealth to my mother.
Rosemary, is a kitchen seasoning plant of fragrance and food flavoring. Fragrance and flavoring of burnt food, such as cows, goats, sheep, chickens, turkeys and so on. It is also often used for decorative garden plants, as well as plants that are able to pest kontoil repellent insects and mosquitoes, due to the strong aroma.
This plant also has an interesting legend. The goddess aphrodite who is attached and decorated with flowers and plants Rosemary, when emerging or rising from the surface of the sea, was born from the liquid semen/ma*ni god Uranus.
Other mythology tells us that Our Lady flicked her blue robe over the flowering bush of Rosemary, as she rested and the flowers instantly bloomed blue. So, since then the spice plant is known as the plant "Rosemary" and my mother likes the color Blue.
In medieval times, Rosemary was often used in weddings as an accessory for men and women, as it was considered a charm of love.
I'm Leyka Paquito, I manipulated my college finances by tricking that Loco into controlling my mother's finances. I saved penny by penny at a leading tour and travel agency in Palma for 4 years, I will be a tourist or tourist for ten days with business class, after finishing my studies, he said, I'm going on vacation and you know my destination! SOUTH AFRICA!
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And I'm Valentino Gallardiev. I'm a well-established man with a brilliant career, since the Gallardiev family has been known for generations as the Locomotive Machine. It's a railroad engine maker. From my great-grandfather to my father all dabbled in the largest locomotive manufacturing plant in Europe. But I'm not interested. I'm just interested in building skyscrapers, like the Generali Tower or Velasca Tower in Italy.
I almost married the woman I thought she loved me so much, two years I had a serious relationship. Rebecca Pallazo was my fiancee who left me for another man she had loved for a year.
They play behind my back and they take advantage of all the facilities I gave Rebecca. I've been planning a wedding including my honeymoon with a VIP class to South Africa, for three weeks.
I paid a lot for it and now Rebecca's willing to leave me. But I thank you, which means Rebecca's not my soul mate. And maybe it was all my fault, I was too busy with my skyrocketing career at Italy's largest construction company, Cosmir Industrial Construction. A company with various business fields and I'm in control of the skyscraper construction division, in that company.
By applying for a month's leave I will still go to South Africa without a partner. It's okay, I booked a VIP room and I have nothing to lose. Let's just say I'm on vacation, because I don't want to bemoan my story with Rebecca either.
I'm Valentino Gallardiev, I'll have fun, hopefully I get the jackpot in South Africa. Jackpot for me is a company that might want to build a skyscraper because I'm an expert.
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Capetown Station, South Africa
Leyka continued to hold a guidebook along with a passport and visa and an ATM card-like card to open an automatic gate with a rotating cover and validated ticket to enter the train station, after attaching to the surface of the sensor gate, the waist-high automatic gate opened and Leyka entered the next gate with a backpack on her back.
Starting from Capetown station to Pretoria station, Leyka will stay 10 days in Pretoria and then return to Capetown, as a tourist.
And the next room is a boarding place where all tourists who ride the Blue Train will be checked passport and visa as well as a piece of paper issued by the local State Immigration Department.
Usually the piece of paper was handwritten by the tourists who contained about where and how long they were in the city of Pretoria and stayed at which hotel.
Tourists must fill it and be given a signature according to their identity card. After passing through the boarding gate, it is time for all passengers to board the train and on the train doorstep will be checked back the ticket.
If there are no tickets, tourists cannot enter The Blue Train train, even if it has been checked in the boarding room if the tourist ticket is lost then they will miss the golden opportunity to ride the train The Blue Train. The tourists need time to take care of it at the Travel Agency that carries it.
Leyka is preoccupied with her mother Rosemary's anger, on her phone. Dozens of messages and phone calls were ignored and Leyka turned off her phone in airplane mode or 'silent' mode, her hands full carrying a cell phone, wallet, passport, visa, identity card, map, and so on, immigration brochures and papers.
Leyka was a very messy type of woman, all her travel documents were now in her hands and she was very confused.
So that an adult man hit him and everything he was holding broke apart falling around him.
"Breng*sec!" maki Leyka caught a glimpse of the adult man while picking up one by one the scattered items.
"Passports.. Visas.. Validation Card.. Map.. Identity card.. Handphones.. Wallet, especially yes.. Hm.. Ohh My Immigration Paper.. And my travel guidebook" Leyka muttered one by one into a sling bag that covered her stomach.
Leyka tied her hair and put on her baseball cap, a boxy shirt with flannel left open, with a black tank top inside, combined with tight blue jeans and torn on the knee that is wrapped perfectly with high high boots, (boots to calves) rock n roll and haphazard appearance is always chosen. He thinks that's what he is.
"For - because of the man breng*sek that I became queued later" Leyka grumbled with a murmur.
"Yes.. Ticketing.. After this check the ticket" while queuing up and advancing slowly - the land, Leyka searched for her ticket.
Ticketing.. Ticketing.. Ticketing.. Five more minutes (five minutes left).
His efforts for 4 years cannot be wasted - just let it go, not Leyka if it fails, Leyka never knows the word fail, Leyka never knows the word fail, his brain spins in thousands of ways so that everything he does works.
Leyka searched all corners of her bag but nil, the ticket was swallowed up by the earth, when only a moment ago, the ticket was used to enter the automatic gate, if there are no tickets, tourists will not arrive at the boarding room.
"Tickets.. Ticketing.. Five minutes" the black officer again tweeted.
"Sorry.. But.. I lost my ticket"
(Sorry.. But.. I lost my ticket)
"Okay.. Goodbye" The officer turned his body around and was about to close the door, it left Leyka in a panic attack. However, Leyka did not want to lose her chance.
"Fat, old bangka.. Just play goodbye, all because of that guy, breng*sek!" muttered Leyka tightened the ties of her backpack that was holding her stomach and hit the officer who was almost crushed, lucky that the officer was holding the door handle, holding her weight until her elbow touched the floor.
Leyka was supposed to run right towards business class but the officer crashed, blocking part of the way towards the business car and not allowing Leyka to run right, Leyka ran left, and she ran to the left, vip Class.
Vip class is very luxurious, the hotel runs inside the train has facilities such as a star hotel, complete with a bathroom inside, with a very comfortable bed. Usually tourists who book the room for a honeymoon.
While Leyka booked a business class, one retractable sofa became a bed with a room that was quite relieved, as Leyka was alone.
And this is the economy class of the tourist train, with rows of comfortable seats but losing its privacy, tourists will mingle with other tourists.
Leyka did not want to choose it, because Leyka wanted to enjoy her solitude, when seen the price, economic class is much cheaper. Leyka wants to enjoy her life and run away from reality.
Leyka continued to run fast while opening door after door of Vip's room but all locked, the officer looked sick. As she held her stomach down Leyka disappeared from the sight of the officer monitoring her from afar, the officer finally went on foot by knocking door after door and looking for Leyka.
"Child reliability.. Where's you!" the officer muttered in annoyance. And the train went slowly along with a long, deafening whistle.
While Leyka opened the door lever Vip room at random and entered and locked it. There was a clear sound of the officer knocking one by one door and checking room by room.
"Hey what are you doing here!" A man wrapped in a towel on his waist came out from the bathroom, Leyka turned her head towards the voice and was just as surprised, the man before her was the man who bumped into her.
"You alone?" tanya Leyka circulated her gaze and her eyes were fixed on the hordes of heart-shaped roses, with a change tray table on top.
"Why is that so?! What are you doing in my room?!"
Honeymoon bed, but why alone? Honeymoon alone with her hands? Or find a victim in this car?
"Ihappily!" leyka said as she took off her backpack and placed it on the closet with a sliding door.
"Hey what are you doing?!"
"Sstt Shut up!" Leyka took off her shirt and took off her jeans in a hurry, the man was increasingly confused with his mouth agape. The smooth thighs of his crazy butt were plastered in front of him and Leyka casually put all her clothes into the cupboard, following her beloved boots.
"Hey!!"
Leyka did not care what the man said, her ears focused on the officer's footsteps approaching the door of the man's room.
"Hey! Can you act like it! Wild Girl!" The man approached Leyka by gripping her arm and staring intently at her, Leyka opened her hat, her hair slid in a tear and returned the gaze of her eyes, the man stretched his grip and swallowed his saliva.
The smell of the man's soap disturbs Leyka's feminine instincts, the smell of her breath like a flake of a lily in spring, while the man smelled Leyka's shampoo gushing behind his hat and Leyka's perfume with a soft, momentarily washed vanilla scent of jasmine.
"You have to help me - Leyka whispered by playing her index finger with sharp nails and swiping it over her nose, lips, chin and then down her neck and chest, playing the water points on the man's body is still seen wetting the body strapping and sexy.
The body of an Italian man who is a dream of women, the water grains are like dew grains, SEXY! leyka thought - - Because you owe me a favor" The man was bewitched by Leyka's fingers coming down his chest and playing with the fur of his chest and the top of his chest that looked hardened, hardened, Leyka hypnotized the gaze within the man, to master her beat Leyka stuck her nails in there.
"Aawwm! Shiettt's!.. You you?! How dare you?!" The man grimaced and held his chest that hurt because of Leyka. The man clutched Leyka's arms back and squeezed Leyka's body against the tightly closed wardrobe, Leyka chuckled sweetly and made the man even more upset.
"What debt?! Wild Girl! You made the biggest mistake of your life for dealing with me! And I hope you won't regret it!!"
"Wahh, I like it.. This will be MY THE BEST VALENTINE" Leyka smiled mischievously by biting her lips.
"You're challenging me?!" and the man showed more annoyance, the man's hand gripped Leyka's arm even more and flushed
"Yes, I challenge you.. Whata, you want to fuck with me? Because I'm sure men like you are used to doing it with foreign women"
"Hahh-The man grinned and stared intently at Leyka "What debt do I have to pay?! I just don't know you!!"
"You hit me! And lost my ticket! You must help me!- Suddenly the door of the room was knocked and they turned towards the door simultaneously, then they looked at each other again with a short distance.
"You almost lost my chance to ride this train! Did you know I saved 4 years for this! You just want to run into me and run!" leyka said with emphasis and her voice almost whispered.
"Don't don't don't you don't have a ticket!" reply the man with emphasis and play down his voice.
"Stupid! If I don't have a ticket where I can get to the boarding room! Pikir!" leyka said with her eyes open.
"Excuse me, sir. (excuse me Sir) "the door is knocked back and they are silent to look at each other, only to be heard grunts after grunts of annoyance from both.
"They're officers and looking for me because I lost my ticket! If you don't want to help me-I'm gonna make a fuss so we're thrown out of The Blue Train, it's in guide book number 7, don't you read it? I'm gonna lose my dreams and memories and you're gonna lose your honeymoon solo" whispered Leyka and now Leyka's hand is on the man's belly, covered in fur, down to his navel, Leyka gripped the man's towel very firmly and was ready to pull it.
The man widened his eyes, unable to say anything, his eyes were fixed on the hands of Leyka who without Leyka noticing, the fingers were lodged in the hoard of a protected forest, the residence of the Fire Dragons sleeps in their sleep (the Avatar Cake).
"Where do you choose?" whispered Leyka tightened her grip.
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New Story from me.. FORGOTTEN LOVE IN THE CAR.. THE FORGOTTEN LOVE ON THE TRAIN.
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