
The effect of the drink overnight is still enough to make Bern's head feel dizzy, because the first night back to Indonesia made all old friends to poke him with drinks.
The initial intention of just having fun until the morning turns into a silly game that friends play to make him a lot of vertical drinks.
"Stop.I think I've had too much to drink"
bern quickly tried to ask for a stop, glancing towards his wrist, it was almost 5 a.m.
"Okay, what about a girl?"
one of the men tried to test it.
"Not in a drunken state, I don't like relationships that happen when unconscious"
Bern spoke while trying to get home.
"Would you like to go home?"
Winda asked while raising his eyebrows.
"Shit, they almost knocked me down"
Winda looked chuckled, trying to help Bern to dash home.
Bern chuckled softly while staring at Winda for some time.
Bringing Winda into the red mafia is enough to make himself have a new atmosphere in his life, for him the girl is quite unique, beautiful and exciting, but the girl is quite opinionated, firm, Bern several times tried to tease her but the girl was so firm on her stance.
"One night stand?"
he raised his eyebrows while looking at the girl's passionate face.
and predictably the girl obviously rejected him.
"I'm not so interested in hot activities that don't involve the heart"
Bern Chuckled, laughing out loud.
"Come baby, you know in his mafia life there's never a heart"
"Therefore I am not interested in binding hearts also do sek.sualism with the mafia"
Winda chuckles.
*******
For a moment Bern tried to open slowly his eyeballs, because the effect of the drink he consumed at the club was enough to make his head ache.
Still trying to neutralize his consciousness, Bern tried to close his eyeball again some time, massaging his head slowly to relieve dizziness after the rest of the effects of the drink last night.
Oh shit's.
he cursed while trying to wake up from his sleep.
Almost back in the evening, at 5:40 p.m.
Crazy to think, he slept since 6am after Winda drove him home.
It was natural that he suddenly felt so hungry.
Slowly moving and moving from his sleep, woke up quite reluctantly almost towards the door of the room, until the sound of someone speaking vaguely.
a female?
Bern frowned.
Quickly opening her bedroom door simultaneously closed her front door of her apartment.
Klikkkk
Bern seemed silent, looking at the door for some time with the condition of the body without using clothes, only wearing shorts.
Sculpting for a moment to see his shoes had moved, he took a slow breath and then headed to the kitchen.
Again he frowned, staring at a memo on the dinner table and in front of the microwave.
Grab it with his left hand and read it slowly.
For a moment Bern snorted, squeezing the paper then dumping it into the litter box.
Opening the Microwave quickly then took the food menu in there, for a moment he was fixated staring at some of the menu in there.
(Ratatouch)
(Soupe to L’oignon gratine)
for a moment Bern froze, staring at what he saw without making the slightest sound.
He slowly pulled the dining chair, trying to sit quietly, bribing Soupe l’oignon gratinee first slowly.
Instantly returning old memories darted past her childhood memories, her current mouthfeel like a feeling she desperately longed for. A split second later bern seemed to close her eyeballs, did not let out any expression for some time, then quickly finished the food slowly.