Belongs to Other Women

The Part 10

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The Still Lisa POV.

His words immediately made me turn to look at him, while the one who was stared at as if he was indifferent, continued to devour my fries and then chocolate them into the place of the sauce he now holds. “You same brother cave?” he said once again, this time followed by a glance of his eyes that can really captivate the heart. Luckily I'm a normal woman, so won't be blown away by her eyes.

“Apaan, anyway? Just so! How can I doang so like. You have-there is!" I gave you an excuse. This time it seems like Tika justifies my reasoning. The proof is that he is silent and no longer speaking.

Then I stood up, moving from my seat to the washing place. Clean my hands there at once in the mirror, watching my appearance. Finished drying my hands on the hand dryer attached to the dindind around there, I reached into my sling bag. Then find something there.

Meet me! Lip balms!

I'm using. Right now I only know this thing as a facial tool. Not knowing any other magical things and not wanting to know them. Because all I know, those things have fantastic prices and I don't have enough money to buy them yet. Maybe someday I'll have all those magical things.

Once again I checked the appearance in front of the mirror, it was okay in my opinion. Then I returned to my seat and found Tika who was still trying to finish the fries on my plate.

But at once I was surprised, as I looked out, right where Max was standing enjoying his cigarette. My body froze to see the man chatting with a woman. When viewed from the figure of the woman, maybe she is more equal to the umuran Max, compared to the words of me and Tika.

Again Tika nudged my arm, making me have to turn to her. With her mouth full of fries and while chewing, Tika told me that her sister was a playboy. Can easily tempt other women even women who are not familiar though. Tika also said that Max is not a suitable man for me.

“Loh, why not fit?” my investigation responds to his statement.

“Lu see it, he's installment,"

” shows Tika by turning her mouth and then gobbling up the remaining fries. “But yes if you want the same old bandot cake he's nervous anyway, please. The cave doesn't care! Mostly there's a pedophile who's on your way." Tika prepared to stand up as she said her last sentence. And I turned to him at once, but he nimbly laughed as he went by.

Sipping my orange juice through a straw, I looked at that big sister Tika. The laughing man talked with the woman in front of him. Like talking about something so interesting. And that woman looks so happy.

When compared to me, that woman is indeed superior, I admit that. Because his body is so sexy with white shirts and jeans that fit and comfortable to look at. Impressed relaxed but also feminine looks from high heels and wallet in his hand. Not to mention the tight part of his buttocks, his waist is curved shaped and the twin hills that make his body perfect. And unfortunately again, the woman used some magical objects on her face that made her face look fresher but still natural. I was upset to realize my defeat.

Tika came back and sat down next to me. I turned my eyes to look at Tika who was drinking orange juice again until it ran out and made a sound in her glass. Then he showed me his gigu peposoden smile.

“Udah? Come back!” take me to him spontaneously. Tika glanced at me then glanced at her brother. Then his smile came back.

“Lu camphur ya Max chat with tu cewe?” tika's temptation to me.

And damn it's true!

More precisely upset to see Max can be that familiar with other women, whereas with me it is not. No longer do I understand Tika's words, but she seemed to understand if my mood suddenly changed into badmood.

He shook his head while chuckling then stood up, stepping towards the glass door that became the bulkhead between the air-conditioned room and the outdoor room that was indeed devoted to the smoking area. Without opening the door, Tika just tapped her fingers on the door to make Max turn and then Tika gave a sign by showing her finger to the watch.

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