13 Days Love Seed In Qatar Stadium
CHAPTER 1: DAVID'S FIANCEE
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"Sir, in the World Cup, guess who wins?" Sean sipped ice wax flavor rujak.
"Mr." Lena remembered the official FIFA website. He opened the phone to check the notification, but the internet was slow. The still intact ice candle she was sending. Then Lena accidentally spouted a broth until it hit Sean's face. Lena read the phone screen again and looked at the beautiful background of the house. "Qatar! Mbape I'm coming. Allahu Akbar, Alhamdulillah."
8"If spray ati-ati. My nose is stuck, it's sore!" grouch Sean. Sean was curious, but his eyes were sore. He ran barefoot, past the cement court. The soles of the feet burned so he had to tiptoe, then rinse his eyes using tap water impatiently.
"Mother! The father! Lena's flying to Qatar!" Lena went back and forth in the middle of the door line. He was trembling and repeatedly read emails.
"Lena said she wanted to go to Qatar. Wanna get on a plane? expensive loh. Where does money come from, have it?" said the curly-haired neighbor's mother who had just come because of Lena's scream. He laughed inwardly as Lena's parents were just vendors of banana chips.
"Danger again, the girl was released all the way. Ntar round-trip" Another neighbor mother makes a movement in front of the stomach, which means pregnant. However, his words were ignored by the chips seller, and upset him.
"Qatar?" Sujatmiko, Lena's father who just came out of the house, immediately received a cellphone that was extended by the princess. He ignored the neighbors. Sujatmiko is confused staring at the phone screen because she does not understand foreign language writing. Then looked worriedly at Sean's eyes. "Sean, are your eyes so red?"
"I'm being sprayed, Dad." Sean did not continue his sentence, he was stunned because of the Favorite logo on the phone belonging to the sister. He began to digest Lena's scream earlier, then looked at his sister. "Seriously ?"
Sean read the electronic mail carefully. "Go crazy. Lena volunteered at the FIFA World Cup. So, Lena entered the first kloter from all over the world who will leave for Qatar. Whoa!"
"Allahu Akbar, Alhamdulillah, Mashaallah!" Sujatmiko rubbed her face speechless.
"Volunteers!" the new mother shouted, hysterical, and her brain began to wander. "Ke Qatar needs money, right, Na? money when it can make the father umrah?" Sumarni got a sullen look from the princess. The fingers were blackened by the banana sap, then wiped away Lena's tears. "You want to go to Qatar?"
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Two weeks later, police certificates, passports, visas and hotel tickets for the first two days were ready.
"Ekhem!" Sean was standing in the line of doors. She takes over the attention and gets suspicious looks from sister and Mom. Sean sat among them. The beloved white t-shirts and markers hidden from behind backs were stacked onto open suitcases.
"Lena Paramita, titip." Sean put on his sweetest face, then hugged Lena. "Come, Dik. His money is part of his brother's. You should get a signature. Messi, Mbape and Ronaldo."
"Huh, yes-yes, Kaka. If meet. I've just found out! Brother smells wry!" He groaned as his chin was gripped and Sean's teeth crept. "Dragon, I love maksa. Just let me guarantee you 25!"
"Dad! that's Brother's savings. Brother's overtime money! head becomes feet and legs become head. If you don't accept it, hurry back!"
"If I haven't been able to turn back, cut the inheritance, yes." Lena immediately retreated backwards as Sean was about to stick Lena's head, into the slit of the shirt and Sean's sticky stomach. "Jijay! Mother help!"
"Already, not a lot of guyon. Check everything yet? Don't forget to bring it for you." Sumarni's mother in a quick motion pulled Sean away from disturbing his sister.
To be honest, there was a feeling of unwillingness to let go of Lena. Although, already 26 years old, Lena remains a weak woman and a lot of style and fear when it will be a problem.
Lena dragged the suitcase out of the house with her sister, mother and father in her eyes. It's mid-November. He gazed up at the cloudless blue sky while praying that he might go home and find clarity in HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS LOVER.
A week later...
The temperature outside the stadium reached 29 degrees Celsius. Reddish-white arm, feels burning by the sun even though it has been coated with sunblock. A group of people in front wearing blue-and-white striped merchandise T-shirts, blocking the view. "Where is he?"
As Lena ran, a hard impact was inevitable. The firm, citruz-smelling field belly fused with her chest where hot hands clutched on her tiny buttocks and shoulders, making Lena tremble. The strong grip of the big hand moved from the buttocks to the tiny arm and pushed it . Lena's Adidas uniform got stuck in that guy's scarf.
"Sorry, let me get away with it." Lena looked up briefly to ask permission, then removed the pin-volunter from the scarf patterned Argentine merchandise. Strong aura makes it unfocused when removing pins, especially when inevitably holding on to the stomach field. He paused for a moment, and again attempted to remove the stuck safety pin.
David linger sniffing the typical Indonesian Kenanga flower. He knows this smell. Her mother also loved the smell of this tropical flower. As the woman raised her chin and glanced at him. David gasped at the sharp hazel color, and it was as if he had been sucked into it.
"Have missed the pin." Lena looked at the towering tall man. He took three steps back to look more closely at the extremely cold blue eyes and curly brown hair.
“Do you want to enter the stadium?” lena asked as the man looked at her, then glanced to the side where there were two people in black suits who had just arrived. Lena still gasps at the height of the tourist because of the position of Lena's eyes as high as the burly chest. Men are filled with dominon aura, though very handsome, but mysterious and scary.
“Let me drop him off. I'm Lena Paramita from Indonesia." Lena raised two corners of her lips, smiling so sincerely from within the soul. His vision should spread happiness to all fans.
Si Jakung swung his head at the two people, who were probably bodyguards. The bodyguards were shorter, but from his muscles seemed they were extremely strong. They just left, in the opposite direction of the stadium.
Lena bit her lower lip on their departure and cursed her. The girl shrugged her shoulders. Calo the ticket can not be captured, his intention he want to nangkep so that the achievement. Lena's eyes froze and confused as Jakung looked back, then looked at her for 6 seconds.
"I forgot!" Lena exhaled in disappointment at losing the ticket scalper. He re-entered the ticketing section, ignoring the mysterious man's gaze. It is also quite possible to wash your eyes and comfort his heart which is confused because it hosted the girlfriend.
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Tonight David should have fun with his friends. After the afternoon, his body did not feel well. Just entering the hotel bar, he immediately retreated when he saw his best friend massaging his fiancee's b0k0ng. David's jaw hardened, he wanted to catch up and hit Tara and asked for an explanation. New David will pass through the crowd and his eyes freeze as Shinta touches Tara's chin, then kisses vigorously.
David, like a stupid man who just stood watching in a corner when the two traitors then sat in a corner of the room, friendly to each other. His three friends greeted him normally. They laughed even though Tara smirked Shinta's cheek in front of them.
"Gosh my god." David clenched his hands, and slammed against the wall behind him. Although he's the tallest here, but the dim lighting might make them unable to see it. Or they're too drunk. David follows Tara who takes Shinta to a darker corner of the building and there are no people.
David's eyes burned and his nose twitched, he peeked as Tara removed the clasp and lowered the zipper. HOLY JEEZ! Shinta even seemed to hurriedly help to get the woman's panties out and hold the dress, then squealed inside Tara's cage. He witnessed their own crimes. Oh how excited they both are, panting and frowning as if they forgot where they were.
"J4lang!" des4h Tara growling.
"Faster, Tara! You're best!"
David's feeling shattered without a beat as Tara so eagerly held Shinta's waist. David actually recorded using the eyes and ears, how Shinta then in Tara's car and called Tara's name. David clucked, he felt like a loser because he could only cry and hide behind the room as they passed by and laughed loosely.
"We can spend here more often, baby. Since our first night here, you've been getting me excited, it's never been enough and I've missed you even more. Your wobble here is better than in Italy" Tara said.
"Yes, but you don't look at me in front of David often. She's jealous. It's not very pleasant. Not yet anything he has limited me, forbid me to meet friends at the club. Indeed who wants to walk with him, too tall body like that, huh!" shinta's voice.
"But you were happy, right, playing behind her bedroom door on her birthday a month ago. Where you were pretending to be sulking, while he was foolishly waiting for you at the door. You know that time yours kept biting me!"
"Das4r naughty. Not again! fortunately when I opened the door and met him, he didn't recognize the smell of your maleness!"
David breathed short and fast, clutching his vertical-door handle, the word further infected the pain in David's chest. How could Shinta cheat on him, even on his birthday, in his room. David's tears fell, why could there be such a cruel human.
Shinta is his future wife. The wedding will be held next year after Shinta's graduation. Everything has been prepared and how happy the David family was when David finally proposed to Shinta last year. Was he the saddest man who could only cry, but what about his pure, holy feeling?
Upon arriving at the room, he gazed into the luxurious golden room. He remembered very well when Shinta repeatedly insisted that she brave him. However, he cannot. He has too much respect for Shinta. She doesn't allow Shinta, even if she sees hers, because she's so embarrassed. Now he was happy not to give his kep3rjaka to a traitorous woman.
His body crashed on the Super King's mattress, his eyes scouring the room sky. What is his lack. What's wrong with 193 height, is that really embarrassing?
David turned his head left on the VOLUNTER HAT. When the woman took off the Pin that was stuck in her scarf. The woman's hat fell and David caught it. He forgot the hat and took it. Until he came to his senses and turned to look at the woman to call him, but she left.
THE SAME woman had looked at him full of astonishment from the bottom up as if he was an Alien. Sometimes David was proud, but sometimes people's gazes bothered him. Just because of the slight difference, sometimes they whispered blatantly. Is that woman mocking him. Apparently, Yes.
David pulled the phone and called his assistant. His eyes continued to look at the little hat, until the call was connected, then got up and sat on the edge of the bed, bowing.
"Axel, do you remember the woman who hit me this afternoon?" David turned his head. "Volunteer with hair on centipedes, whose eyes are hazel and moles on the temples."
"Oh, I remember, sir. Why?" answer Axel from behind the phone.
