End of Love Story

Sorry Clay

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"Woi*****, wake up! It's nyampe!" yell Genta.

Love immediately stammered hearing the thunderous voice of Genta. Not only shouting, even Genta also shook his body very tightly.

"Astaghfirullah's.. Gentaaaaa .. Do you want me to have a heart attack? Can't wake up people don't bar gini!" nagging Charity Angry.

"Udah time, you're the one who's kebo! I woke up softly, until I kissed elo's lips earlier, but move not!".

Kasih immediately glared at Genta with a face full of anger.

"No, I lied!" quickly error.

"Ngeselin tau jgga!" decak Kasih.

Genta only displays a smile at the face of waking up, but looks still beautiful it is membrengut.

"Yes I've come down, thanks for the same ride. No more tomorrow!" ketus Kasih.

Instead of being upset, Genta just chuckled with the attitude of Love, "don't forget to bring the chicken bucket both!" remind her to point at the two chicken buckets in the back seat.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" the Grin of Love is so adorable in Genta's eyes.

With the help of Genta, Kasih who was outside the car was given two buckets of chicken.

"Thank you again for today. Be careful going home!" say thank you once again when receiving the chicken bucket.

"Cieeee is considerate!" goda Genta's.

"IDIIIHHH NAJISSS!" salak Kasih quickly and immediately left Genta who was still broken.

Before driving forward his car, Genta saw his cellphone which had been kept busy ringing.

He saw some messages and phone calls from Clara asking her to come see him in the room of a star hotel, a common place if they want to spend time at the end of Sunday.

"Why stay at the hotel!" genta started to run his car.

Kasih Kasih, entering the house through the direction of the store to directly meet the Bude who was busy behind the cashier table.

Even today's afternoon, customers are not too crowded. It is normal if late afternoon, except weekends that remain crowded until late at night.

"New until now, Nduk?" ranti asked as the beautiful figure was before her.

The love immediately shook the back of the Bude hand with a smile, "Yes Bude, sorry to be late. Kasih was treated by a friend to eat first. Here, he's also packing Bude!" Love put two chicken buckets on the cashier's table.

"Wahhh, so good your friend, until you wrap Bude too!" sahut Ranti sumringah, he also opened one of the lid of his chicken bucket and gaped at the contents so much.

"One let the employees, the other for our dinner friends later. It's too much!" ranti's proposal which was immediately accepted by Kasih.

"Kalo gitu Kasih permission to the room ya Bude, Kasih want to shower continue to do PR. Today I have a lot of PR, but later if the store is crowded do not hesitate to call me Bude!".

Ranti nodded her head.

Arriving at the room, Kasih immediately poured down his body for a while before performing the bathing ritual.

Staring at the ceiling of his room, remembering about today's events that were so draining of his emotions.

Honestly, the trash news spread in the school group slightly bothered him, although the two handsome guys who also entered the garbage news managed to dampen the cheap gossip.

And suddenly his mind was fixed on Genta, he remembered once when the rese man said that he did not want to go to school at first, but after seeing the school group who fussed about him without a second thought Genta immediately changed clothes to go to school because his thoughts about him were definitely being bullied all out.

Also with confidence, Genta entered the classroom Love even though at that time there was a teacher who was explaining the lesson just to make sure he was okay.

Love's smile expands even wider, as her memory is fixed on Genta's defense in the school chat group, with just one message filled with threatening words, able to silence all the mouths of the students who fuss about her.

"Elo, what kind of guy is that, Genta?" lirih Kasih wonders to herself.

Not wanting to be late thinking about the strange and magical guy, Kasih chose to go to the bathroom to perform the afternoon ritual. He also has to do so much PR today.

Elsewhere, Genta had just arrived at the hotel to meet her lover. Really since his chat with Kasih when Kasuh first went to his house quite affected him.

He no longer wanted to touch Clara, more than just smelling and groping. He doesn't want to fuck Clara anymore.

As long as he is unsure of his own feelings, he will no longer touch the girl, he will begin to keep a little distance with Clara to find out about his feelings for Clara.

Are you in love already? Or just just the fun of the youth turmoil?

Genta sighed heavily before entering the hotel's presidential suite room, hoping inwardly that he would be able to withstand the turmoil of his birahii when faced alone with Clara in the room later.

With a sense of laziness, he began to turn the door handle room and enter the room, looking for the figure of Clara.

Withstanding her turmoil, Genta stepped out to approach the girl who really wanted to shake her defense as a man.

"Should you look like this?" ketus Genta disguised wine from Clara's hands.

Clara instantly squinted her eyes, feeling strange with the attitude shown by her lover.

Usually Genta always likes his sexy appearance, even Genta will immediately hit him.

"Is there a problem with my appearance?" clara asked, looking at her own appearance.

"You're too sexy!" genta replied without looking at Clara.

Clara felt strange. Obviously there must be something wrong with his lover, especially the last few Genta always rejects him.

"You really are why, huh? Are you the same as me? Do you have another girl?" salak Clara with a series of questions.

Hearing the accusations of the lover, finally he was forced to look at Clara with a sharp look.

"Don't ngaco you!"

"I don't know, Genta! These past few days your attitude has been different to mine, you seem to be disgusted by me. You don't want to touch me anymore! If you're not a big girl, you have another girl!" Clara looks furious with Genta's attitude.

"Who's that girl, huh? Love?" accuse Clara again.

Genta shook his head, inexhaustible with all the accusations thrown at him.

"More ngaco you!" cibir Genta then again sipped the low-alcohol wine.

The atmosphere was immediately silent, Genta who was reluctant to respond to all accusations of the lover choosing silence and enjoying the wine. While Clara who was burning with jealous fire, continued to look sharply at Genta.

"Do you really want to?" clara asked softly breaking the silence between the two of them.

"As I said at school. I want you to make clarifications in the group, apologize to the group or directly!" genta replied without caring Clara's face turned crimson.

"LOVE AGAIN, LOVE AGAIN, LOVE CONTINUES!" clara shouted hysterically.

Really, he was fed up with the girl. Moreover, he felt the more here his relationship with Genta was more tenuous since the presence of Kasih.

"My honest answer, you like her, huh?" Clara was no longer able to cover up her anger and tears of disappointment.

Genta remained unmoved, he had no interest in his girlfriend's jealousy.

"Since there's been him, you're weird? What's so special about that poor girl, huh? What is my lack compared to him?" Clara was really disappointed.

"I just don't want him to be bullied just because of that garbage news!" genta replied as calmly as possible.

"What do you care?"

"I just feel sorry for her" Clara smiled at Genta's reply.

On what basis does her lover care about the poor girl? Wasn't the beginning of the meeting between the girl and her lover unpleasant? Don't they both hate each other?

But now what? Pity that girl?

On what basis should he have pity on the girl who was at first his lover's enemy?

Has Genta become interested in Love?

"Why should you feel sorry for him? Because he's poor? Because he's just a scholarship student? Or do you have a sense of him, until you feel sorry if he was bullied at school?" just getting caught up with Clara's accusations.

Genta immediately looked at him fixedly, his gaze was very difficult to interpret, "if you want us to continue walking, do what I command!" The clapper stood up from his seat.

"I'M SICK OF NURUTIN EVERYTHING YOU WANT, I'M TIRED OF BEING TOLD TO KEEP GOING. HERE I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO LOVES YOU, INSTEAD YOU DO NOT LOVE ME AT ALL, SO IT IS SO EASY FOR YOU TO LET GO OF ME! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU!" clara's hysterical screams vented her anger.

"Whatever! Do what you want, if you have a malem sampe, you have to do it, we better hope!" without looking at Clara, Genta stepped out.

Before actually leaving, Genta could still hear Clara swearing at him.

"Wicked you Genta, you are the same as me! I hate you!"

Actually, Genta's heart was so painful to hear Clara's words that said if only Clara loved him, while he did not.

Because that's what he feels, there's no love for Clara, just compassion. The sense of compassion that comes because all this time Clara always obeyed her will just by using a threat will discourage their relationship.

Sure if you do not have love for Clara, some days Genta decided to little by little their closeness.

Start by not doing what they shouldn't have done.

"Sorry Clay, I'm sorry..!" lirih Genta as he continued walking.

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