Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar

Ask for help from old friends

The image that finished cleaning itself limped because the core still felt the pain of the man's actions, which made him swear never to see the man's face had snatched away his precious treasure.

The clothes he was wearing had been torn apart without even anything left and made the girl, wearing her great shirt regardless of an object lying on the floor.

Snatching a bag placed on the nightstand with his fingers took a cellphone to contact someone who had been his best friend since long ago.

Only a few minutes later a hoarse voice sounded typical of people waking up, with the cry of the girl asking for help the friend to leave immediately, from where to spend the night with that bastard guy like that weathered bachelor.

“Do not go anywhere I will go there and fifteen minutes I arrive. Okay!”

“Thank you and sorry for troubling you.” The sobbing sound was so soft as the girl muttered regretfully, and thanks to her best friend who thought she would pick her up.

“I close first and say goodbye to my papa. You know for yourself, don't you? What is my life like without her by my side?”

“Ya be careful.”

The call was interrupted with someone from the opposite direction turn it off and Citra had to be more patient waiting for the arrival of the friend who would pick him up.

What am I supposed to do? How will I ha ... mil? What should I admit to my mom and dad?

Her tears flowed back on their own because they felt they had become dirty and her heart was so fragile when a treasure was forcibly snatched away.

Soon, Citra was picked up by a girl who was his age while embracing a fragile body, without raining many questions because at this time only inner calm was needed by him.

“Have you felt good?” The voice of the girl beside Citra broke the silence, after the car they boarded split the streets deserted.

“Sorry has troubled you and I myself do not know who to contact ... because in this place I feel alone.”

“Do not do so, Cit .. there is still me who will always accompany you,” said the girl with sadness.

After all, only Citra considers as a true friend other than her two male friends.

“You no longer tail your best friend like a conch?”

“Gosh, Citra ... I no longer meet them .. Besides why are you asking me this?”

“I think you like sa ….

The girl clucked in annoyance at her thinking of liking one of her male friends and it turned out that she, wrongly guessed that the best friend thought she liked the two men who were being talked about.

“Cit, even though it used to be when in High School we were close does not mean I put my heart on one of them, especially the fridge I once liked. So, stop your thoughts about the three of us.”

“Sorry.”

“I'ts okay .. By the way why would you be in such a place? Then what about the college you're going through? Does anyone like bullying you?” todong the girl was full of probes.

The image chuckles when he hears the anxious tone in his best friend. “all are still the same when we sit on the High School bench .. However, you must be surprised to hear the story I want to share.”

Ivone really enjoyed a story that was being shared by his friend and did not forget the girl asked again about the incident that befell his best friend.

“Then what happened to you, Cit? Will you share it with me?”

The image of powerless to hold the cry in the car he was riding by hugging the body of the friend and pour out all the feelings of anxiety that was engulfing him.

“I have to how, Vone? My work and everything has been ruined in vain because this body is so dirty.”

“Already do not you think in the future there is me who will always accompany you .. later I will ask my foster sister for help to hide your identity and a little, a little, remove the scent on your body so that no one can penetrate it .. You don't mind right?”

“You're using extreme means, Von? I was afraid to meet one of your adopted sisters.” The person referred to by the wrong image of his adoptive sister who is famous for being flat and cold. “even I am here to meet people whose nature and attitude are the same as your sister.”

“Then did they succeed ….

“Ya, Cit .. what you will ask is correct ... they have managed to beat him.” The look on the girl's face was so sad when the person who was being talked about, had something to do with a woman who had given birth to him into the world. “even I did not have time to see the last face before disappearing.”

The two girls hugged each other tightly and did not forget they also shed tears that did not stop flowing on his cheeks.

“Do not be sad yes, Von .. just pray he is calm there ... Your task here is still long.”

It did not feel the car they were riding in arrived at an apartment when a girl was carrying her best friend.

“For a while you will be safe here, Cit ... is it okay not you stay at my place?”

Who got the nod of the head and without protesting for the purpose of Citra to deprive itself of a man had snatched away its precious treasure.

The girl's eyes were staring at the friend who was sticking a flat object with an apple logo bitten like he was talking to someone from the opposite direction.

“Please help me, Sa ... can you do it?”

There was an annoyed snort from the tone of the friend who was negotiating.

“I don't have his phone number, Sa. Can't you do something beyond reason with her? Please, Sa!”

About fifteen minutes into the conversation they chatted with the deadly friend, the call after thanking someone from across the street.

“I'm sorry to have you waiting, Cit ... I called Alexa... because I wanted to ask her for help directly.”

“I should have spoken like that, Von ... without you I probably wouldn't have been able to run from ...”

“Do not remember anymore because I will always be by your side .. later you can work at my papaku's office.”

Ivone also allowed his best friend to work in his papa's office because the girl never struggled with the files that made the head hurt.

“Once again, Von ….

“Take care of yourself while you are here .. let me know if anything happens to you .. It's fine that I leave you alone in my apartment?”

After that Citra did not see the back of the friend who disappeared behind the elevator door because this place became a witness of him turning a life that was snatched into a figure so cold and closed the heart to a man trying to approach him.

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“Young lady!” report one of the spies tasked with protecting the young master none other than Morgan.

“What's up?”

“Young Master Morgan just did something, miss,” he said be careful in speaking words.

“What do you mean and explain what you want to report!” push the girl impatiently.

So carefully made a report when he handed over a laptop and showed footage of the incident to Young Master Morgan Gayatri Smith.

“See, is this what you want to report to me?”

“Excuse our negligence, miss.”