College Boy: Hanung And Wati

College Boy: Hanung And Wati
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Anyway now I sulk, and I sulk not without reason, yes, I lambek because there is a cause. And I males discuss because later there is even more shadowy the same scene that makes me want to retreat tuh people wear socks stinky bang Yuvin.


Pas nyampe at the destination about half an hour ago, since I was just diem aja, usually I have nyerocos aja want it to be sure Wati chat first or nyahutin talk him. Most talk pas pesen doang food.


Bodo very much, I do not care about Wati who seems to be all because I cuekin. Anyway, today I again mengambek same him and again badmood also anyway.


"Dude? How was it from there anyway?" I took the lyrics briefly towards him, but after that I took a glass that contains avocado juice to drink.


Although I did not see his face, but I can be horrified if the Wati again grunt.


"Nung, don't forget dong! I shiver when you are mulu, not as usual." At the end of the word he had whined, but again I tried to make a bodoamat.


"Oh, Hanung! If someone else answered dong!" Still with a whining tone, just this time plus the same slow blow on my arm, and again I still do not respond to the talk of Wati.


I'm playing games to distract, though, starting to feel that on my left shoulder there is a heavy and not long after that my hair stands because of the successful Wati speech makes me creep up to the crown.


"Darling, are you angry with me?"


Kampret, is one word that I immediately said in the heart. The alesannya because it can really destroy my defense boy, even though I again crave him. Andalan once said that, fortunately I no longer chewed food, could-can be a sprains even.


"Yes, I'm angry again." For the first time I talk about him, but still in the view of the focus of playing.


"Why angry?" ask him who's still flirting his head on my left shoulder, "oh. Must be because I'm late in the makeup, huh?"


"No," I replied, quietly.


"Or because I was just drinking water? Sorry, Nung. In my house there is only water."


Before I answered, I took the time to breathe. "Not."


"Continue?"


I glanced at him for a bit, still with a flat-faced pretentious face and then I replied, "just think for yourself."


If previously I took the time to sigh before speaking, now it is Wati's turn who confessed it and suddenly my left shoulder did not feel heavy anymore, I did not feel heavy anymore, but he punched me in the arm for the second time.


"Oh, Hanung. How can you use the words of a girl?"


As if deaf, I again do not understand Wati's words, do not look at her again because again focus on opening other people's feeds on Instagram, I'm stuck again at the cafe and wifi here on a date so I take advantage of the existing facilities, hehehe.


"Ah, must be because of that." I was horrified Wati again muttered, somehow can make my head glanced, look at him who again a sweet smile.


"I'm sorry, Nung. Because Kenzo suddenly ruffled my hair." I didn't say anything, "I don't know, anyway, that Kenzo would have told me that."


"Hm, yes."


Actually, my craving decreases, just because of the writhing of Wati who is still a smile and even the smile is getting sweeter making me look, because I was the least strong if he saw that sweet smile, the inn want to hug the same want to cepet-cepet dihalalin. And rather than me khilaf I prefer to re-focus the same activities I had before, which is still about seeing the feeds of people.


"Snacks?"


"Hm."


"Snack."


"Hm."


"What?"


"Don't sulk again, dong, I'm sorry." Wati whining.


Because of the effort he managed to make me melt, in an instant completely I have not talked to him again, and because I love Wati, I finally get to him again just to talk. "Yes, I'm sorry."


"Where? Try dong I want to see his face don't pout that."


Reach both corners of my lips lifted up to make a smile that occurs in a period of a few seconds.


Wati even giggled, keep both hands stuck forward for nyubit both of my cheeks. "It's funny." In response I just grunt, "if you are jealous again gini, I become inget Vishnu."


Denger talk of him who carries the name of Vishnu, successfully make my forehead shrivel. "Cock not to Vishnu?"


"Well, you're jealous too. Because I'm deleting him." He laughed with his hand still on my cheek.


He laughed, while I rolled eyes. "That, right. Because I didn't know that you were Vishnu's cousin."


"When we were not dating yet, but you were jealous." Wati ngeledek, I look jail while taking off his hands that stick on my cheek.


"That, right. Because at that time I like you," I replied and again he even laughed.


For those of you who are confused why I can be jealous of his cousin Wati whose name is Vishnu, so here's the story. That time before I was dating the same living creature that sat beside me who was still busy laughing.


The Vishnu asked for the help of Vati to make jealous a girl who Vishnu taxir, so if for example there are other people (including me) what is the relationship between Vishnu and Vati, yes surely they will say temen, gebetan, or girlfriend.


And because the girl that Vishnu taxir is difficult to guess, so he asked Wati for help to find out about the contents of the girl's heart in the way that Wati is always on her deck, he said, and the result is that the girl is jealous and I am also jealous.


"Don't laugh!" my sewot, because it has been two minutes more that Wati still at home laughing.


"Hahaha, it's funny."


Seriously, if in the next minute he's still laughing, anyway I want to sulk again. Bodoamate!


"Udah dong, don't sulk anymore. Then the handsome run away."


"Hm."


"That's right, lash again."


"No, Watiiii."


"Where's smile?"


Actually my smile is expensive, more expensive than the price of garlic a ton. Calling the boyfriend who asked me finally did what he asked.


"Well, that's dong. Udah ah, do not sulk again because lo it is not at all suitable if snacking."


Wati chuckled, while I after hearing the talk he even the same myself. What does that mean? I am not suitable lambs because my face is too cute like a teddy bear or even nyeremin like a pak pampir?