•ERMY BOYFRIENEMY•

COERCION

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Bugh'

One very smooth punch hit the jaw of a man wearing a scout uniform, the man fell down and grabbed his cheek spontaneously. He could feel how painful it was, not to mention that there was a speck of blood coming out and hitting his palm as well.

"Wake up, don't be a coward. Big body, empty brain!" Fierce guy who just gave him a punch, a very famous man-nosed man.

"Lo dare to be like a kid anyway, bang? What is wrong with you? Iue—"

"Not drama, dog. What do you mean to tease me? You think I don't know, everything you do behind me I also know. ***,"

This man almost raised his hand back, before some people came to mediate him.

"Udah, baal, hold. Unplug it, Mr. Marno wants to come here." Said the narrow-eyed man who directly pushed Iqbaal's shoulder away from his enemy.

"Awas lo, your business is the same I haven't finished." Said Iqbaal fiercely, he gave his fiercely feared glare.

While the man who became his opponent was just silent, he chose to go from there before the teacher came and asked him to explain what happened, later hit again he was the same Iqbaal the most wanted.

Huh.

At first glance, an Iqbaal Dhiafakhri, who does not know the man who has been dubbed the frontman of the school since the 10th grade? The man who had just entered had dared to fight 3 upperclassmen who were notoriously bad, hence the nickname was given to him. However, Iqbaal did not feel that way, he was a man who was ignorant and did not care about fame, despite the fact that he was very famous until he left school.

Iqbaal is a man who has no fear. He lived his life in his own way, amazingly, he could always put himself in. Iqbaal is also targeted by many cute girls around him, but Iqbaal does not care about it, after all he also has a lover who has been with him for almost 1 year. Yes, even though every day problems exist, Iqbaal does not bother at all, he loves his girl, so that any ego, he always leaves aside.

In addition to the many girls that were approaching, he also had many approaching problems. Most often it's a problem like that, a problem with a friend. Iqbaal will not attack immediately, he monitors his opponent until his patience runs out and then he acts to make him have to go in and out of BK.

Don't talk about Iqbaal, you'll like it!

hehe..

*****

"Asik, tomorrow we're going to take the Saman class!" Scream a girl with pleasure.

"Who is it?" Ask friend.

"Gue, lo, (Your name) same Caitlin." Answer this girl with both eyes reading the paper pasted on the madding.

"Gue?" Tanya (your name) who immediately looked up, because she realized she just kept quiet and played her phone.

"Yes." Yeah."

"When?" Tanya (your name) who began to change the look in her eyes to stare madding.

"Anjrit shirt. Focus on staying focused, keep on playing!" Spray Zidny, yes, her name is Zidny, the girl who spoke earlier.

(Your name) clucked, he stared fixedly madding, perusing anyone who will take part in the Saman race tomorrow. Fortunately he only watched the 10th grade siblings, so a little free and did not have to practice everything.

"We watch them rehearsal later, tell Caitlin too." Said Salsa who had just been silent, yes, Salsa is famous jutek. A second later, he left (your name) and Zidny.

Zidny glanced at (your name), then smiled. "Back of nebeng huh?"

"Lo's got the bike."

"OKAY. But, nongski was.." Take Zidny by raising his eyebrows.

(Your name) smiled. "Sy base! Did you make a big deal, huh?" The canal.

Zidny laughs. "100 for you!"

"My fetus."

"Breaked.."

(Your name) and Zidny are both walking down the corridor to their classes, both are non-stop talking, especially Zidny who continues to discuss about his new crush who attended the second most popular High School after this school. (Your name) just chimed in with a few words, not infrequently it made Zidny upset.

"I'm going to make it anyway, I don't want to be stabbed like that!" Zidny's principle is firm.

(Your name) smiled a little. "Hopefully, Zid. Hopefully.."

"Later I'll give you 2 times the tax, okay?" Zidny said with a smile, then he walked into the classroom.

(Your name) was crying, he came in, but something made him stir and spontaneously grabbed his waist. He stared intently at the person who had done such a ridiculous thing to him.

"It hurts!" His screech was upset and hit back at him by gently hitting the person's shoulder.

"What a hell, lebay. Where's book?" Asked the man who was leaning his back on the class door that was closed next door.

"Wait." Her speech.

However, when he wanted to enter, someone blocked his hand and immediately grabbed his phone. (Your name) just a little clack, then go inside, while the man is waiting for him outside by playing the phone (your name).

Who?" Ask Zidny.

(Your name) took out a book in it, then grinned his lips at Zidny. "My foot." The answer.

Zidny. "Snubby."

(Your name) chuckled, then went out to give me the book. "Now" he said.

"okay." The man accepted it with a faint smile.

"Well, you got a motorbike?" Asked the man with a frown.

"Told Mama, because someone said he wanted to pick up but waited until half-hour 7 not come. Yaudah, rather than late mending bring a motor." Speak (your name) a little subtly insinuating.

"***, not that. But, come along, right?" Ask.

"Son, the Zidny ngajakin first for nongski is just as hot."

"Ah what the hell, from yesterday Zidny mulu. Mulu's path is the same Zidny, not clear, you're both lesbians huh?"

(Your name) spontaneously rolled on the man's cheek, "Have a mouth when you say it carelessly, who's a lesbian? Lagian just want to play with Zidny, join me anyway."

Ogah, I know Zidny from Pansil High School. Anyway this I brought, look out lo!" The man turned his body and walked away, he put his cell phone (your name) in his pants pocket.

"Him, Iqbaal!"

*****

(Your name) dropped out of class along with Zidny. Both of them walked to the first floor to go to the art room, where they usually conduct meetings or Saman exculpatory exercises.

"Now, lock the motor you just hold." Say (your name) handed the motor key to Zidny which was immediately taken and pocketed.

"Gue doesn't know what to do, Iqbaal doesn't want to" said (your name), again.

"Ih, why take Iqbaal? I want to be the same." Zidny's reply showed a look of protest.

"She told me to go with nongski with her friends, I was confused, I asked her uh she did not want. Even my phone was taken," said (your name).

"Somehow much, have you not given rations how many days anyway?" Ask Zidny sewot.

(Your name) twisting his eyes, he shakes Zidny's forehead which is always never sifted every talk, the most uncorrupted creature is Zidny!

Take my bike with me later, I go with Iqbaal. Later you turn my bike back to my house," said (your name).

"But, lo anterin I'm home." Pinta Zidny's.

"Yes, bring it."

The two of them both entered the art room when all had gathered there, there was already Salsa and Caitlin as well. (Your name) and Zidny were both sitting on a bench, watching Salsa and Caitlin give directions to the race's underclassmen tomorrow.

(Your name) is a little uncomfortable with some underclassmen who always look at him strangely, as if to pounce on him, is something wrong?

(Your name) chose to lean his head on Zidny's shoulder, his eyes glanced at Zidny who was typing something there, apparently he was chatting with the demon.

"That's Karel OSIS, isn't it?" Ask (your name) when you see the name on Zidny's phone screen.

"It used to be OSIS, now it's out."

"For what?"

"Yes. Wh why? Lo know?"

"He used to write to me, he used to give me that chocolate."

"Seriously?" Zidny asked in shock.

"Yes. It's only been a long time, SMP."

"Crazy lo ya, don't take it, (nam)! I really want Karel, please.."

"Lo's crazy, would you like to hear my Iqbaal?" Reply (your name).

Zidny smiling. "Lo look at meqbaal, do not lyrics other guys, because you are beautiful and certainly many men who do not make you."

"Lo crazy!" Saying (your name).

"But, you're dating Karel?"

"Date first, one day doang."

"Lt!" Hiss Zidny upset himself.

"ASSALAMU'ALAIKUM."

Everyone inside immediately answered his greetings and looked at the two men standing at the door. All staring confused, only Salsa who still put on a jutek face, even very jutek now.

(Your name) rose from his seat as the man hinted him to come out. (Your name) was astonished at all, then a little run out followed by a very pocky Zidny.

"What the hell?" Tanya (your name) is outside.

"Let's hunt, say Saman mulu," said ... Yes, right, Iqbaal.

"Workout for a minute." Answer (your name).

"Latian mulu, (nam). Never won also kaga," Sahut a man who was next to Iqbaal and suddenly invited a trivial laugh Iqbaal.

"Bacot lo, Bas."

"Have it not been for Saman, there's this attached grandmother." Said Iqbaal origin while glancing at Salsa inside.

"Before doang, if you want first yaudah, I will follow. Here's the phone, make it easy." Pinta (name).

"What phone is it?" Tanya Iqbaal rather insistent.

"Oon so much anyway, same phonean lo, here let me be easy later live chat—"

"What the hell are you talking about." Cut Iqbaal quickly.

(Your name) clucking, habit. Iqbaal is the type of guy who if you want now yes now, can not be denied at all. Hard nature. (Your name) is sometimes tired if this nature comes out from within Iqbaal. Always giving up the solution.

"Pick up, Pe." Iqbaal patted Kipe on the shoulder once, then flipped his body to leave immediately.

(Your name) quickly pulled the end of Iqbaal's uniform, he put on his upset face. "Balikin dul—"

"Oh, what the hell, can't know if it's not a mahram for sin." Iqbaal brushed aside his hand (your name), then walked back next to Kipe who only laughed evilly.

(Your name) clucked. "Iqbaal."

(Your name) twisted his body, he was immediately treated to Zidny who held back his laughter. "Lo sennest?"

"No. You want to go now?" Ask Zidny who as much as possible does not laugh.

"Look at yourself, the guy is already that."

Zidny chuckles. "Spirit!"

*****

(Your name) walked over to Iqbaal who was sitting on his bike. He inevitably had to follow Iqbaal's will, asking for permission with Salsa was not an easy thing, the cynical and determined gaze he got for an Iqbaal. Hmz.

(Your name) who did not want to go straight up to the motor Iqbaal, but the man held back his arm.

"What else, my goodness?" Tanya (your name) whose face is already BT.

"Buy a cigarette, a minute." Tell Iqbaal to reach into his uniform pocket.

"So!" Reject (your name) circus.

"Awhile doang elah, there, a pack of it.." Iqbaal handed over the money to (your name) who was clucking.

"Don't smoke ain't good." Say (your name) lazily.

Iqbaal chuckled small, "You're told to males really lo, come on."

(Your name) grumbled, he saw the money Iqbaal gave him. "The money is right, add the bell again."

"Make what?"

"Fetish."

"It's like a really little kid, a little snack, a little snack." Said Iqbaal who went back into his pocket.

"Now" Iqbaal handed him a piece of his money.

"Times 2 thousand? Dapet what?"

"Buy it, baby.."

(Your name) pursed his lips, "But—"

"Buy first, nyet. Nanya mulu," Cut Iqbaal in annoyance.

(Your name) was silent, a second later he pulled Iqbaal's neck so as to place Iqbaal's face on

rearview mirror.

"What the hell, you moron." Iqbaal muttered that he brushed off his hand (your name).

"Look at you?"

"What the hell."

"Lo face is ugly, like a monkey." Ledek (your name) who immediately stepped away from Iqbaal.

"***." Iqbaal muttered slowly.

"Mom's calling"

'Hallo, go home first, brother. Take care of the dick first, Mamah the same Dad wants to go to the show Dad.'

"Take the hell out of it."

'Ih, you said to him.'

"I'm outside."

'This is it, hunt, brother, Mamah hurry.'

"Well, uh, one second, brother's coming home."

'Yes.'

Tutt's.. Tut's...

(Your name) turned off his phone line, he looked up, looked up at Iqbaal who was smoking his cigarette with his friends while talking about something that was somehow, (your name) did not understand anyway it was a man's business.

(Your name) rising from his seat, he approached Iqbaal. "Baal, come here first."

Iqbaal. "What?"

"here.."

Iqbaal will not stand, approaching (your name). "What? Want to eat again? Just pesen."

"No. I'm told to go back, Mom, you want to go, you're told to take care of the aliens." Saying (your name).

Iqbaal fell silent, he glanced at his friends for a moment, then looked back at (your name). "Yaudah, come. It's also spun." Iqbaal answered while turning off his diasbak cigarette and throwing it away.

Iqbaal walks to his friends to say goodbye. While (your name) staring also some girls who include his friend as well, there is Deandra Kipe's girlfriend, Shafa Bastian's girlfriend, and Erica's boyfriend from Aldi. As with Iqbaal, he said goodbye to go first.

(Your name) went straight away when Iqbaal had already walked out of a small tavern that became his vat. (Your name) tied his hair while waiting for Iqbaal who was busy wearing his jacket.

"Oh," Ringis (your name) spontaneously when Iqbaal, whether intentionally or not, he wears a jacket so complicated to make his hand hit the face (your name).

"Don't be there." Iqbaal said casually as he climbed on his bike.

(Your name) came up on the bike Iqbaal with a slanted position and directly covered his thigh with a sweater he carried.

"Baal" cried Aldi from within who walked up to him.

"What else?" Ask Iqbaal wonder.

"Handphone lo, bego." Aldi handed over Iqbaal's cell phone which left the owner astounded.

"Forgot."

"Aki-aki." Ledek (your name) with the origin of ceplos.

"Racottes. Here, hold." Iqbaal handed over his phone that was instantly taken by (your name).

After that, Iqbaal started his motorbike and left the place quickly. Uwu..

*****

"The Iqbaallll."

Iqbaal who had just opened the shoes immediately turned his head as a boy called out his name with great zeal. The 5-year-old boy immediately approached him and was astonished to make anyone anxious to see him, except (your name), maybe.

"Well, I've just been welcomed by my son." Said Iqbaal who directly scrambled the little boy's hair.

"That's what, brother?" Ask the boy (your name) who came with a bag of groceries.

"Repo." Answer (your name) who went straight into his house.

"Ih, not clear." Reply to the boy.

"Emangs. That's it he brought a lot of food, a pinch there, drinks all in it." Iqbaal.

"Times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Kok bang Iqbaal tau?"

"And buy the same as Iqbaal." Answer Iqbaal who started walking in with his sister (your name) who was beside him.

"Sister, want the drink." Pinta's only brother, Fajri.

"So, what the hell lo!" Sinis (your name) while opening a new milk drink he bought, he dropped his body on the sofa in the guest room.

Iqbaal was sitting next to (your name), he looked at Fajri who was still holding his hand. "This gay kid what the hell, (nam)? Holding my mulu."

(Your name) heard that it hit Fajri's hand slowly so as not to hold Iqbaal again. "You don't hold on. Boy hold guy."

"What the hell, brother." Ketus Fajri's. "Bang, I have a new hat, just like you had a brother at that time."

"Times?"

"Yes, I'll take it, for a second." Fajri immediately ran around to his room, huh se-exited it was indeed Fajri when he met Iqbaal, it was suitable Iqbaal so a good brother-in-law. Hehe..

"Adek lo kesambet what the hell, it's so fussy yourself." Said Iqbaal who started playing his phone.

(Your name) chuckles, "Yes that's it."

"Remember.." Shouted Fajri who was running around while carrying a black hat in his hand.

"Dogs!" Iqbaal chokes spontaneously as the overzealous Fajri runs and accidentally stomps on his feet.

(Your name) clucked, he stared cynically at Iqbaal. "Baal, ah, don't do it." Said.

"Don't ngagetin ya, Fajri. Brother likes gini, his talk never to kon—" Iqbaal paused, he cleared his throat.

"To kon-trol." Say Iqbaal carefully, if you misstate the danger.

(Your name) just smiled, you man, ask for it once.

"My hat is like my brother's, I'm wearing this." Fajri wears his hat.

"Continue?" Ask Iqbaal.

"Same as a brother, right?" Ask Fajri with a smile.

"Not important, ***." Iqbaal muttered softly with his piety, followed by the amused laughter of (your name).

"I got another hat, you're wearing that?"

"Where?"

Fajri again ran into his room, took the hat he meant.

"(Nam), adek lo what's the matter in his life? Crazy yourself." Said Iqbaal who got a small fist from (your name) in his hand.

"Maclumin, his name is also a boy. Instead of serving it, later he likes it more lo." Speak (your name) with righteousness.

"Lo crazy."

"Now, Bang." Fajri again ran a small run towards Iqbaal with a hat that makes Iqbaal gawk.

"Anjrit, what the hell?" Tanya Iqbaal saw Fajri who turned out to bring a green animal hat.

"(Nam), which is really. When I was told to wear a ginian," said Iqbaal showing the hat that Fajri brought, (your name) chuckled.

"Eh, gapapa, try it." (Your name) take it, put it on Iqbaal who can only be quiet resigned.

Fajri laughs. "Bang Iqbaal is like a child." Said.

"Funny right?" Iqbaal asked with a big smile.

(Your name) chuckles, he picks up his phone and opens the camera app. "Here, take a photo."

"Just like me." Fajri immediately climbed onto the sofa and sat on Iqbaal's lap.

"Geez, this is a brutal kid." Iqbaal.

"Fajri what the hell, brother want a photo Iqbaal doang. Ah, you're bad luck!" Protests (your name) encouraged Fajri to leave, but instead Fajri embraced Iqbaal.

"Fajri can't do that, uh najong." Annoyed (your name).

"I swear, this gay candidate." Speak Iqbaal origin ceplos.

"Fajri don't do that, later you like the same Iqbaal, danger." The sweat (your name) that pulled his sister's arm.

"What I like."

Damn.

(Your name) and Iqbaal are both glaring. (Your name) instantly pulled his sister from Iqbaal's lap, "Fajri you don't be weird." Her speech.

"What the hell, I want Bang Iqbaal!" Fajri Kekeh.

"Fajri brother said Mamah yes, have started liking the same people." Threatened (your name) that made Fajri speechless.

"Down no!" Tell (your name) that Fajri obeys, even with an annoyed face.

"I want to be with Bang Iqbaal, Bang Iqbaal is rarely here. If you meet Bang Iqbaal, I don't." Fajri said in a sulking tone.

"Fajri, Dengerin Brother. If a guy is the same girl gapapa, still legitimate, nice to see too. Part of the time you're with Bang Iqbaal, not good, the time the stem met the stem."

(Your name) who originally heard well, now began to hiss and stare at Iqbaal flat, he covered Iqbaal's mouth with one hand.

"Don't do that, Fajri's still a kid." Annoyed (your name) whispered a little.

"Fajri doesn't have a rod." The plain Fajri chirps that invite laughter from Iqbaal, instantly (your name) immediately release his hand from Iqbaal's mouth.

(Your name) rolled his eyes, he got up and pulled Fajri down, on the hairy carpet. "You're here, don't bust Bang Iqbaal!"

Iqbaal, who was still chuckling, sat down, looking at Fajri. "Here baby, you're my protege." He looked at Fajri, Iqbaal spread out his arms to hug Fajri.

(Your name) hit Iqbaal's hand. "Gue tampol!" He stared intently at Iqbaal.

Iqbaal smile. "Fajri here."

"No! Fajri sat down, can't get Bang Iqbaal, he's got a sister."

Iqbaal smiled faintly as (your name) sat in front of him with his back, yes, (your name) being a barrier between Fajri and himself. Duh, kebayang not really them if married and have children wkwkw.

"Ih, my sister also I say in Mamah, like Bang Iqbaal."

"Bodoam." Answer (your name) origin.

"Basin' ugly sister." Fajri said, he chose to lie on the carpet.

"Basic bedwetter." Fajri.

"FAJRI APAAN SIH LO, GO THERE AH, PLAY TO THE NEIGHBORS AJA, ILANG ALSO BODOAMAT!"

Iqbaal. "Pantesan pesky smell from earlier."

"I took a shower this morning." Answer (your name) who sits half-facing Iqbaal.

"Are you really wetting the bed again?" Tanya Iqbaal couldn't believe it.

"Let'soooooo!" (Your name) covered his face with his palm, he whined in annoyance and embarrassment, though it was not new for Iqbaal to know this.

"God, (your name). It's still a bedwetting, huh." Iqbaal said, shocked.

(Your name) looked at Iqbaal with his smile held back. "Not that, it's leachability. A little bit not much."

"You want a little, want a lot, whose name is bedwetting is slovenly. You shouldn't wet the bed, anjrit." Iqbaal said ending with hitting your forehead (your name) slowly.

(Your name) pursed his lips. "That's because most people drink ice, and again only once."

Iqbaal looked at her with a tingly, disgusted, but dear feeling. So, his gaze was hard to decipher. (Your name) who was stared at immediately shone salting and covered Iqbaal's face with both hands.

"Udah ah, what the hell is discussed." Saying (your name) that retracted his hand, he put on a flat face.

Iqbaal shook his head. "You're a slob?"

"You**no?" Ask back (your name) which makes Iqbaal silent.

"Don't drink milk again, then wet the bed."

"Why can't you? Very arrogant." Reply (your name) who stared at the screen of his phone because it showed a chat coming in from Zidny.

"Kalo. Pantesan Zidny if told to never want to, afraid of flooded times yes."

(Your name) reflexes chuckled and hit Iqbaal's thigh. "Baal, don't overdo it." Whimpering.

"Facts. Let alone Zidny, Fajri just don't want it, right?" Ask Iqbaal.

"The one who doesn't want to" Bela (your name).

"But don't, later if you both sleep together instead of flooding the room, make the island both of you in the room." Celtuk Iqbaal.

(Your name) chuckles, again. "Wouldn't. I'm not wetting it if I don't drink ice much, every day just never wet the bed."

"Times?"

"Take a. Sleeping the same I know," said (your name) origin, he looked at Iqbaal who also looked at him for a few seconds. Then, both of them laughed at the same time.

"Don't go fishing." Iqbaal.

"No," said (your name) who rested his head on Iqbaal's chest as his eyes turned away from Zidny's chat.

"Push rank is good as it is, a fast signal." Iqbaal suddenly.

"No," said (your name).

"So, you also play hp."

"Bales chat Zidny doang, he wants to come here with a motorbike." Answer (your name) who immediately turned off his phone.

"Who's the guy?"

"Be alone, time wants to PRT."

"Cute, funny lo bego."

"Gue ain't joking."

Iqbaal. "Gue can do it." Her speech.

"What?" Tanya (your name) re-establishes her body.

Iqbaal spread out his hands. "here."

"Well?"

"Here first, spit, to be foreseen."

(Your name) approaching, he hugged Iqbaal who also hugged him. I don't know what that means, he doesn't understand either.

"Udah, don't lust." Said Iqbaal who let go of his embrace.

"What the hell is."

"Gue kamal nih, surely your weight added, really not?" Ask Iqbaal directly.

(Your name) squeak. "Emang?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I guess yes, but what can it be?"

"You can, I have so much to predict." Said Iqbaal who immediately presented a flat gaze from (your name).

"Continue?" Tanya (your name).

"Keep on the comfortable." Answer Iqbaal with a wry smile.

(Your name) clucked, he clucked Iqbaal's forehead. "Know." Said.

"Don't ah, fight later. Not funny if you fight me," said Iqbaal in a confident tone.

"Don't you say, doang lo doang guy?!" Reply (your name) is fierce.

"Tell?" Tanya Iqbaal made (your name) cluck and hugged her back, leaning her head on Iqbaal's shoulder spoiled.

Iqbaal smiled, he glanced at Fajri who had been asleep since when. He returned a hug (your name) with love. Nausea.

"But the forecast is real, I'm up 5 kilos." Said (your name) suddenly, without any intention to change position at all.

"Father, healthy." Answer Iqbaal origin.

(Your name) smiled, he played his fingers on Iqbaal's back. Now he slightly changed the position of his head, sticking his chin on Iqbaal's boat.

"I want a diet, but bsjajaonslsmalanajaoam... You want white, but wkkwwkwnjwnak—"

"Singing what the hell, dog?" Tanya Iqbaal who pushed the body (your name) to see the face of the girl.

(Your name) chuckled amusedly, he patted Iqbaal's shoulder gently. "Fiersa Besari's song, tacky.."

"It's not the song, you're making it up. Singing like a gargle."

"Good but the sound of guenya."

"You want to sing, neck—"

"Shhhh.."

(Your name) fizzed in his pangs as Iqbaal touched his neck with one hand, (your name) immediately brushed off Iqbaal's hand.

"Geli, moron, idiot."

Iqbaal. "What the hell, lebay."

(Your name) rose from his seat, he approached Fajri who seemed to have been cool in a dream. (Your name) carried her, but could not, too heavy.

"Iqbaal gendongin, move into the room." Saying (your name) asking for help.

"Make your own path."

"Where can I, I'll move in."

Iqbaal got up from his seat, he held Fajri and followed (your name) to the Transformer room. Iqbaal.(?) Fajri on a small bed, then walked out again, but his steps stopped.

"So, *****, Fajri has this collection?" Tanya Iqbaal who was a little tacky when she saw a closet containing toys complete toy story'.

"Hopefully ah, come on." Take (your name) who walks out of Fajri's room, but Iqbaal is still there.

(Your name) sat back on the couch, he took his cell phone lying on the desk and rang, indicating that someone had called in.

'Devano's Calling'

His face turned tense, he quickly turned off his phone, not answering the call at all. (Your name) bit his lower lip, and instantly his heartbeat quickened.

'Why do you like gini not right, ' he murmured in his heart.

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BE TOGETHER