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CHAPTER 8

A GIFT FROM SALLY

Instantly I fell silent as she said "This ohiya I brought you a gift," Sally said, taking two concert tickets out of her bag.

Damnit damnit! Sally even brought me a ticket, that's her sign she's going to the concert. How about when? Will she feel bad if I go to a concert with my girlfriend?

I feel bad about Bila, she's already given me this limited ticket. Even worse, I went to the concert with my girlfriend. Did I refuse this concert ticket?

"Ohiya Dev, it turns out that buying the ticket is quite difficult as well, about her I bought directly to the ticket sales place he said it was over," said Sally.

"Ooyas? Are you out of tickets,?" ask me as if I don't know. "Yes, the ticket is up, I had a little trouble finding the ticket yesterday" replied Sally.

"Where did you get this ticket from?" much

"I try to find out in the online shop runs out too, I keep trying to contact my friends, it turns out there are people who failed to leave, he said He was canceled because there was another event," answer Sally.

Hearing the difficulty of Sally's struggle to get the concert tickets, I was even more unable to refuse her. But if I don't reject her I feel bad for Bila.

I want to have both because they are one complete package that sits on two bodies. If I could give me something I couldn't get from Sally. And vice versa, Sally can give me something that I can't get from Bila.

Oh my god, how should I do this? can I refuse him? "Dev you should grab his ticket, you should know yourself! See Dev fight your girlfriend for her ticket! Look at Dev's good intentions! What less is he?! Don't be greedy to be that person." Instantly I got that sentence in my mind.

Okay Dev, you have to be wise, you can't refuse the ticket.

"Well thanks very dear, I was going to buy a ticket tomorrow morning it was out well, fortunately there are you who buy it, thank you, baby," I said while peeping his forehead.

Sorry Sal I lied to you, sorry I can't tell you the truth. I patted her on the shoulder with a smile and said "again thanks baby." When I pat her on the shoulder my lips say thank you, but on the other side of my heart say sorry.

My gaze would not turn away from your gaze, but now I prefer to turn away, for you do not deserve to look into my withered eyes.

My eyes would not turn away from your sweet smiling lips, but now I prefer to turn away, because you do not deserve to smile at my lying lips.

But your eyes keep staring into my eyes, more shady than the cold of the afternoon. But your lips are still smiling, sweeter than a lot of sugar. Thank you Sal for giving me such sincere love.