Breaking the Boundaries of Love

Dating an Idol?

"Douh, my legs are very pagel. What else is this pop star? Already this much shopping is still at home-mall. Waste of money alone", Rara grumbled inwardly.

Joe is still busy visiting his grocery store. Suddenly Joe stopped. And .... Bruicc ... Rara who walked ogah-ogahan behind him pounded Joe's back.

"Hehehe... Sorry"

"Dark... If you're not impromptu dong, Bang. Can be carried behind angkot nih"

"You're the one who's the angkot, I'm willing, Ra. Let alone be headed, pounded until it is destroyed anything"

"Yes.bibir that yes. Indiscriminate when talking. Say amit-amit ... Klo said that. Pamali"

"eehh... Mr. Mali has returned from Umrah"

Rara pulled her head. Joe even misses his words to their IPS teacher Mr. Sumali, who is umrah.

"Eat yuk, laper nih"

"Eyeh..."

Rara lost quickly. Joe had already pulled his hand towards a famous cafe in the mall. Again Rara made it dead style. Just this time he was eating in a place as luxurious and as good as this. Let alone the two with a man, and a TOP star again.

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Joe ordered a lot of food. Rara looked up to see him.

"Deevah... What's left of this much food two people ate"

"Why? Afraid of fat. Come, eaten!"

"Aren't you wrong?! What the hell's your stomach, how much food does this fit in your stomach?"

Haha ...

"Diih, even laugh?!"

"Udah, ah ... Eat yuk. Laper's on"

Joe ate his food with pleasure, his heart was very happy because Rara was with him. That made his appetite increase three or four times.

Rara shook her head at Joe's behavior. Just this time he saw there was a big star who was not jaim at all. Maybe because they are the same age and class as well maybe. But clearly, Rara was so happy to enjoy the big change in her life.

He had many new friends, even close friends. What was once even a close female friend was none other than Janna. Mom's too blockaded her life. But however there is a little pain in his heart when considering the problem of Mom. There was a longing for the ladies of Judes. However, my mother is her mother.

One day, when he was successful, Rara wanted to invite Mother Umrah. My mom would be happy, he thought. This could make up for his mistakes that time. Until now, neither the letter, phone nor the shipment sent by Rara was reciprocated from Mother.

Maybe he should be a little more patient, until Mom's anger subsides.

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Clik...Clik...

Flashes of light rained down on them as they exited the cafe. Some journalists have asked them a few questions.

"Joe, is this your date"

"Isn't this woman one of the audition takers, Joe?"

"What's the connection between the two of you?"

"Are you two lovers?"

Rara's eyes seemed to be circling to hear the successive questions from reporters. Just this time he was facing the town reporters. His heart was pounding his hands coldly. But he tried to regulate his heart, regulating the roar of his breath to make it look calmer.

Joe looks relaxed, even he can smile in the face of the attacks of journalists who berhubi like that. As if you know, the anxiety of Rara's heart, Joe took a step forward to protect Rara with his back. His hands clasped the hands of the beautiful woman hiding behind his athletic body.

"We were just looking for some stuff, over lunch. It just so happened that after school we met"

"Can we take a picture of you both"

"I'm sorry, for now. Rara was too tired, so I'll take her home. Excuse um. Thank you"

With a swift Joe walked leisurely holding Rara's hand. Draining the power to the sweet girl. Then they both disappeared from the reporters' sight.

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