Cracked Pearls

That bloke!

“Mut! .... You still love me, don't you?!”

The demanding face of Nandan makes my heart more disturbed not because of the novelty.

“Ngapain you fondly-dear same cave girl?!”

The embrace of someone on my shoulder was obviously shocking.

Suddenly my face turned tilted to see who the owner of the hand was, supported wide my eyeball.

“Ka-you!”

There was no smile on the guy's face. His roar painted a stinging snarl towards Nandan. He didn't even look at me in the slightest who kept staring at him so surprised.

“Lu is engaged! Why are you still a seductive girl cave!”

There's no word I can say, at least to put his hand on my shoulder. I froze.

Nandan seemed even more surprised. His wide eyes were shining on me asking for certainty. “Mut, day ..?”

“Iya! She's my boyfriend!” I ambushed, trying to hold back the bursting feeling inside the chest, as well as severing what Nandan intended for our relationship. “So there is no reason for me to turn you around, let alone escape! Clear, right?”

Nandan stared at me with a broken look. “Mut .. i-”

“Lu don't know what cave girl said?!” The guy next to me sprayed the circus. “Now you can go. Do not try again come here or anywhere to find Pearls! Your right to him has been dashed since you died to kill him! And now, keep the words of the cave!” He drew closer to Nandan, raised a little of his face, then said, “Pearl belongs to the cave now! Die you if you desperately disturb him again!” Then pulled her upright, embracing me again, adding to the pressure of her confession.

After a while of turning to me and the guy beside me taking turns, Nandan finally left, without a word. Disappointment is clearly carried along with the footsteps away.

After enough of Nandan's body is no longer visible, I firmly clasped the hand that had been circling my shoulder without permission.

“Thank you for helping me! I'm sorry!”

Unfortunately, had not had time to bag and books that rolled on the bench managed to reach my hand, the man who was none other than Jancent pulled my hand until jerk pushed back to hit the chest of his field.

“What the hell are you doing?!” peek at my annoyance while quickly pulling away from him.

“Cih! I'll help you out of that klepto ex! As if treat me to cake!” cerocos Jancent with an incomparable song face.

“I'm not asking!” elak. “You're the nongol guy here! Trus with his songongs embrace me!”

Jancent. “Udah helped even nyerocos kayak firecracker. You don't realize, you were like a cross-eye fish know?!”

My eyes glared at him. But there were no words I could say, other than giving up in the end. “Ya, already. What to drink?!”

“Hehe.”

“So, what is the grin of unclear?!” spray me in response to that crazy guy's behavior.

Instead of answering, Jancent ducked down, tidied up my books and bags on the bench, then slid them on her own shoulders.

“Lho! Same bag of books I want you any?!”

I chased after him who had already stepped first in a direction.

He stopped and looked. “Not want to buy me a drink. Scribbles! Aus very much!”

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The cafe behind the campus, where I finally chose to treat the crazy guy in front of me. If I choose the canteen, I'm afraid Zhio will come suddenly like it was a surprise.

He's a jealous guy, and I don't want him to misunderstand Jancent.

Hhuft!

But I'm grateful enough. The frontal behavior and songong Jancent earlier, managed to kick the hope of Nandan which I certainly will never be able to grant. I ended up stuck with him like this.

“You're a girl don't get flabby, hey!”

The latte he ordered was shaved away until an annoying sound in my ear was heard.

“I told you, you don't get mushy being a girl! Anything easy cry! Very crybaby!”

I glared at my eyes again. How beautiful that guy is.

“You've become the pretender of my life!”

He chuckled in response to my rebuke. “Padana you are angry again so sweet you know!”

The more furious I was with his behavior, but also could not do anything, other than to sing my lips while throwing my face in another direction. It doesn't feel like it's going to go wrong with a madman like Jancent I just found out about.

I met him only twice.

Our first meeting, she was like a handsome angel who sweetly wiped my tears at Nandan's engagement. I even commended him for his pile of advantages. But this second one ... why does he even look like the annoying Mister Been?!

It's beyond reason.

“Oh, yes ... Why are you suddenly on my campus?” I asked to shift the conversation earlier, before he mocked any further.

Jancent had stopped chuckling. But his gaze turned intensely through my eyes as if reading something. Two of his palms were propped up with his elbows on the table.

My question he hasn't answered.

“You why see me like that?” ask otherki certainly uncomfortable-more to the feeling of unease.

Asked like that, the guy smiled. My heart asks silly, “She why else?”

“I see you're so angry like that. Funny aja!” obviously Jancent kept chuckling. “Soalnya girls who deletin me all this time, sweet-smoking. Though the sweetness of myself.”

My eyes widened and then bought a lump. “Sinting.”

His laughter then made me even more angry.

“I'm back in college! Can crazy decketan same psycho model you!” finally broken.

“Eits! Wait!”

My hand was drawn just as I was about to stand. “Apaan again, anyway?!” my annoyance.

“I haven't answered yet, why am I on your campus,” Jancent said without sin. “You don't want the ales first? That was you.”

“Important,” answered quickly I'm running out of interest.

“But I still want to talk to you, Tiara!”

DEG!

I'm stuck in my place.

Hearing that greeting from his mouth .. Why do I feel familiar? How could he be so relaxed? While our meeting was only a matter of hours, it was put together with the time of our meeting during Nandan's engagement. I haven't even got a chance to introduce myself to him. He also did not mention his own name to me. I only knew him from Chelsea's mouth back then. Why do we seem to know each other?

“Jancent, do you know where my name is from?” I asked after shaking off the astonishment.

Jancent smile. He stood up not to pass from this place, but pressed both of my shoulders back to sit down.

“Means don't go anywhere first,” he said. “I will answer ... but you first answer me.”

I cringed the forehead. “What answer?”

The back of the chair he pressed with his back. Both hands are made in a cross-legged position in front of the chest.

Casually, adorned with a mysterious smile Jancent then asked, “Yourself, how do you know my name? .... You stalking me yaa?”