Alairas

8-Assistant?

With all her frustration, Aira came out of the Abah stall with such a quick pace. Some people in the stall noticed Aira, the article was very visible if Aira was angry.

"Nyari Neng Aira huh Lan?" Abah asked who saw Alan's face in confusion.

Alan nodded.

"That's it, just came out, what's the matter? her face is red?" 

"All right first." Instead of answering Abah's question, now Alan is rushing to catch up with the girl.

Aira stood by the roadside, fiddling with her phone. Although he did not bring money, he was desperate to buy a taxi online. He will take it at home.

He had not had time to book his taxi online, suddenly the phone screen blackened. Both of his eyes bulged, his battery discharged?? Say it in the heart.

"AW-ADDUH!!"

His body staggered backwards, and hit the chest of one's field when the man pulled his hair which he pigtailed.

His two eyes were widening even more, especially when he found out who that person was. "Lo what the hell?! What the hell do you want? What do I do?!"

"Lo's ngikutin? Dreaming of times," said Alan lazily.

"Come,"

Aira flinched, Alan suddenly pulled his hand back towards the front of Abah's stall again. Precisely in a row of large motorcycles parked in front of the Abah stall.

"Duh..gue riding your motorbike? not really, my trauma." Aira rolled her eyes puffed, while playing her nails.

Alan suddenly recalled that when he and Aira went to the wedding suit, Alan was riding his motorcycle at high speed. It's not what, but it's because of Aira who's always babbling along the way.

"Bawels."

Alan picked up one of the helmets located on the bike, it was Malvin's. Then he put the helmet over Aira's head.

Aira was silent, not long since when her eyes looked at Alan's face above her.

"God..." The girl blinked her eyelashes, because Alan blew his face.

"Are you kanebo dry?! Your mouth stinks jigong don't you know?!" His annoyance.

Alan just flicked his shoulders indifferently and rode his bike, "Good." He looked up at the sky above him which had begun to blacken.

Seen Abah stalls are getting more and more crowded even night. He smiled at her looking at it.

Back with the girl, it seems she was trying to get on the bike. "Duh gini very much riding!!"  Complain Aira. Actually he's sore if he has to ride Alan's bike. It was the first time he had ever ridden that bike.

And yes, there's a little soreness in his butt.

"Bawel really."

Alan props up his bike, Aira reflex holds both of Alan's shoulders. Upon awakening, he pulled his hand back and turned his face away.

Along the way, Aira was holding onto nothing. He hugged himself. A little cold because of the air at night, his eyes became sleepy instantly.

It's dark. Actually he does not know what to do, tomorrow is his wedding day with the guy in front of him at this time.

A man who changes his life suddenly without planning.

Aira was speechless, on the one hand she did not want to fight her parents, she was too stubborn and naughty. But on the other hand, if he does not fight his parents, something unexpected happens to him.

Aira can only resign, fight for free. There is no more sin and no more energy.

She could not deny that tomorrow she would become a wife, and her husband was the one she hated so much at school.

He admitted, he and Alan had never gotten along. It all started with Alan, when he changed his clothes, suddenly the guy's head appeared from behind the toilet door.

From that day on, Aira hated Alan. Whatever the reason, if he already hates, he will not want to get along with the guy.

And she did not expect that the man would be her husband. His destiny was being played with.

While busy daydreaming, he only realized when Alan took off his helmet. "Kok quit?" Mumbled.

His two eyes looked around, there were many motorcycles and cars parked here.

Alan didn't answer any questions Aira didn't know for whom. He turned his head, "Ck, even dumb." Decak Alan, looking at Aira who was just silent like a daze.

With a sudden movement, Aira was shortened when Alan took off the helmet he was wearing. The girl held her head, "Can you? Thankfully, my head did not fall off!"

Now Alan's off his bike, "Do I want to get off? down."

The girl slowly started coming down from Alan's big bike. He saw Alan who was walking towards a cafe just like that, leaving himself in this parking lot.

"Well?" He scratched his hair that did not itch.

Really? Is this him left out?

"Wack girl, why don't you come in?!"

He shortened, instantly turning around when a guy patted him on the shoulder. "Lo! you left me!" Point it right in front of Alan's face.

Alan knitted his eyebrows together, "Should I go?"

The girl glared. "Relieve it! Najiss!!" His shouting.

Alan glanced at the girl's face that was holding back in annoyance, his expression greatly illustrating that he was indeed really angry. Not many words, he dragged the big shirt of Aira, herding the girl into the cafe.

"Alane! What am I, huh?!!" No matter how hard Aira shouted, Alan kept walking leisurely while holding onto Aira's shirt.

"Cockfighting! Dry kanebo!!!"

Alan and Aira became the subject of attention after entering the large enough cafe. Aira turned her face annoyed, should be put where this face is? Totally disgraceful.

"e-uhh... Alan's? So what message? I thought you were home." Said one of the cafe waiters after Alan and Aira were sitting on a bench in the corner of the room. Alan chose to sit here because only this bench remained.

"Often, red velvet." Alan answered briefly.

What's on Aira's mind, maybe Alan already knows the woman. She was not so old, her face was still very young and beautiful. Maybe he could be the same age as her, because if he saw she was still a student.

Nowadays, many students are already working.

The waiter smiled at Alan, Aira was just dumbfounded. "If.... What do you want to order??"

Aira's bulging wide, huh?! Is it that small that he calls it adek?!

It seems that Alan was holding back a laugh, "Bikinin two coffee lattes only."

"Ready." Again, the maid smiled at Alan. It was not an ordinary smile, but a smile of temptation for Alan.

"One more, An.."

Instantly the servant called Alan by the name of 'An' stopped.

"He's not my brother" Alan pointed to Aira who was playing on a cell phone.

"Certainly?? your sister? your theme? or..."

"Assistant."

A smile rose from the lips of Anna, the maid. Not with Aira, the girl was already glaring at Alan as if she wanted to finish off the boy's life right now.

"Yes, I made your order." Anna said and passed from before Alan.

Alan leaned his back on the back of the chair staring at Aira with an innocent face. 

"Printing lo kanebo dry!!! I slapped your mouth long ago!" Aira's growls couldn't take it anymore. Actually he really wanted to scream here and finish Alan so he was relieved.

"Gampar gih, accept the fact later if the prospective husband lo mouth tired."

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Aira snorted in annoyance along the way, she bent the look on her face. Even a second did not change, so angry with Alan. He wants to quickly get home, put his body on a soft mattress and sleep until tomorrow.

Unfortunately his wishful thinking goes too far, he reflexively hits Alan's shoulder when the guy stops in front of the martabak seller. "This one eats on! That's a human stomach what a giant stomach is?!" Resenting.

"Mama's care" Alan replied after removing his helmet and getting off the bike and walking up to the seller.

Aira was silent on the bike, Mama Alan was her future father-in-law. He was a little sad, considering the wedding that will be held tomorrow.

Yoke!

"Down."

Aira regains consciousness, Alan hits his helmet. He nodded and turned his face.

"Bandel, what if you fall?"

Aira reflexively looked at Alan, the guy felt a little strange. "The motor, dear because I'm serving." The girl glared at Alan's words, upset that he got off the bike and went straight to a chair to wait.

Alan let out a sigh of annoyance, slowly he approached Aira. "Live a few more hours."

Aira's forehead wrinkled, "Why?"

"Ck, don't be British, you're cute."

Aira glared, "Satan!!"

"Tomorrow...."