
"Rom.. lest Raisha is Alan's girlfriend?" Nando's whisper.
Romi just raised his shoulders indifferently, "don't take care of them." Romi said flatly, actually he was hiding his heartache, it was not willing to see the person he liked could laugh with others. Romi doesn't know that Alan hasn't broken up with Ima.
"Darling, I want to dong dikituin." Rengek Cika envied the intimacy of Aya and Alan.
"Yes Honey, will ya?.. embarrassed now." Bargain Nando.
Meanwhile, Lisa and Aris could only stare at the affection of Aya and Alan with a difficult gaze to interpret, it felt like they had lost the start to approach each of them. At first Aris wanted to be close to Aya but after finding out that Aya was engaged he immediately retreated, But something made him stunned because Alan could so easily approach Aya.
Likewise with Lisa at first he also wanted to approach Alan, but because Alan was so ignorant made him careless and finally gave up, especially now seeing the scenery that makes the soul of his singles increasingly thrashing it feels his decision is right.
"Udah Al. geez, I'm so dizzy!" Aya Whine. He already wants to come down.
Alan who was satisfied to tease Aya finally lowered her, but still held Aya's waist Because he knew Aya must be staggering because of dizziness.
They were all getting ready to light fireworks, counting the seconds of the turn of the year.
"Four...three...two...one!" Chorused.
"Door!...Door!" The sound of fireworks making the dark sky glow with a spark that is so beautiful, all who look look happy. The trumpets began to fall apart.
Alan held Aya's hand while enjoying the Fireworks, visible when the bracelet that Aya wore and owned by Alan touched emitting a beautiful blue light.
According to Aya, this is the most impressive new year of his life, without him realizing his head was already leaning on Alan's shoulders. Alan momentarily turned his head then gently stroked Aya's hair, his hand holding also tightened. A happy smile rose on the lips of the two.
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Someone was writhing in the blanket. The sound of a cell phone ringing makes him forced to move a blanket that covers his entire body.
"Hallo?" Hoarse voice has woken up.
"I'm downstairs, get down!" Orders of someone he knows very well.
Aya hung up her phone, she saw the clock showed at eight in the morning, actually she was still very sleepy because last night she had just slept at two in the morning.
Aya stretched her muscles before she washed her face first.
While downstairs Alan was leaning against the car door his head looked up hoping that someone upstairs would show up.
"Son Alan?.. What's in here?" Ask a middle-aged woman.
"Mom knows me?" Alan frowned seeing that someone knew him.
"Of course, son Alan will be famous around here, Anita's most handsome son one complex." The middle-aged woman reached out to Alan's arm.
Alan responded with a forced smile, "Mother lives here?"
"This is my hostel, first introduce my name, Miss Mary." He reached out his hand and of course immediately greeted Alan.
But when she was about to release it, Maria still held it, even she smiled sweetly while looking at Alan to make Alan uncomfortable.
"Ehem!" The sound of someone from behind made Maria let go of her hand.
"No, you haven't had a bath, I've been waiting for you." Alan finally let out his voice.
"Oh.. son Alan the friend Raisha yes?.Then you excuse me first." Finally Miss Maria left and Alan was able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Ciee.. the most handsome one complex." Tempt Aya, raise his eyebrows.
Alan immediately pulled Aya's nose, making her complain. "Patty shower!.I'll wait here." Alan pushed Aya's body to climb the stairs.
Aya looked back, "Where is Al going?.. Today I want to sleep as much as possible." Aya was still holding her body back from Alan's impulse.
"Temenin I bought a new year's gift."
"Why should I be the same?.sama!"
"You're my best friend, you should always be there when I need you." Alan smiled winning. And inevitably Aya had to obey him.
"Remember the beautiful makeup!.don't wear a mustache!" Shouted Alan. When Aya was no longer visible.
Aya slammed the car door after she entered it. "Yuk off!"
Alan squinted his eyes, judging Aya's appearance from top to bottom. Aya now wears long jeans, white T-shirts wrapped in a cream color parka jacket not to forget she wears a hat.
"Why?" Aya. Then look at himself. "Oh...do not like my appearance?..yeah I have not come!"
Aya will move to open the door but hastily held down Alan, he also immediately locked his car automatically so that Aya does not run away again. Aya could only roll her eyes panted.
"You're beautiful with anything." Praise Alan after running his car.
"Your race doesn't work with me!. if it's as good as possible." Dengus Aya's.
Alan picked up the hat that Aya was wearing and then put it on himself, "Why always wear a hat?"
"My face is very striking, if it comes out must be the center of attention, really males me." Aya replied while opening the paper bag she was carrying.
"That same day Romi didn't use!"
"Oh, yesterday happened to just come home nyalon.kalo use broken my new hair." He took out the sandwich he brought.
"Well, you'll meet Romi to the salon first, if I'm a boro-boro dandan nyalon and not!" Alan looked a little upset.
Aya immediately glanced, "You are jealous?.do not be jealous heavily let Dilan just." Aya tried to laugh but it did not seem to work, because Alan did not laugh at all. So he decided to bite his sandwich just now to vent his emotions.
Aya was a little surprised to stop the chewing but then he continued it again, trying to act stupid, he did not want kege'eran.
Alan actually glanced at Aya, he wanted to see her expression and response. But he was disappointed that he didn't get what he wanted. "I'm not being offered?"
"What do you want?" Aya winced.
"Yes, I don't want to eat breakfast either."
Fortunately, Aya brought quite a lot, enough for two people. He used the leftover chicken last night as a filling, he just needed to heat it up. While eating he thrust one piece for Alan.
"Boat!" Alan's answer made him stumble.
"Don't you see me driving again?" His voice is a little high.
And in the end Aya feed Alan while eating his own sandwich not infrequently he wrongly feed his property to Alan or vice versa because his left hand is busy browsing the internet. It is the stupid time that matters to fill his mind.
Finally they arrived at a large Mall in the city of J**** . Shortly after they got out of the car Alan immediately grabbed Aya's shoulders.
Aya turned while frowning. "Release Al!... uncomfortable!" Aya tried to let go of her embrace.
"Sir papa!.we are friends." Aya ignored Aya who looked uncomfortable.
"Friends?.... It feels like from now on I hate those words!"
Suddenly Aya's speech made Alan laugh, pinched Aya's round cheeks. Until it makes the girl complain.
"sick.... Bambang!" Aya grimaced as she rubbed her red cheeks as a result of Alan's pinch.
"Your cheeks are so cute like squishy." Instead of being afraid of the deathly gaze of the girl beside him, he stabbed her cheek again.
With a little rough Aya let go of Alan's embrace and then walked first. Of course Alan immediately chased Aya and took her hand even though Aya continued to refuse but whose name Alan would not give up before his wish was fulfilled.
They go around to his subscription boutique, Alan wants to buy clothes for his mother and sister, he asked Aya for her opinion and the choice is right according to the taste of the two women, it is very satisfying.
"What are you doing to Ima Al?" Aya asked shortly after leaving the boutique.
"I'm confused." Alan cuek.
"Now, how about you bei'in that ring or necklace." Aya walks while occasionally drinking her favorite Coffee Latte that she just bought.
"What fiancee would you like?... yaudah we buy there anyway." Point Alan at an outlet that sells Women's accessories.
"Why not buy this shop?" Aya asked, after she entered and looked inside. His eyes focused on seeing the bracelets lined up in the display case.
"Where do you know I have a shop?"
"Anisa said yesterday, when I looked at her."
"So you were there?" And immediately in Answer the nod of the head.
Without permission Alan immediately sipped a drink that would enter Alan's mouth. "Yet....!" Pekik Aya's. He threw his punch.
Alan gasped, seeing Aya's childlike behavior sulking. "Seek a minute,.haus."
"Why not buy it yourself!" His touch, Aya looked still annoyed, even her mouth was pursed.
"That's angry, I'll buy it!"
Aya who was still sulking went to the other side, looking at the items sold at that outlet.
"Beautiful can't you contact?" Sapa a man who approached Aya.
Aya slightly pranced in shock, in her eyes the thick-bodied man. Although he is a karate champion but if against the man in front of him it must be he lost. The touch on his shoulder made him turn his head, It turns out that Alan was embracing him.
"Alan?...this is your girl?" Asked the man a little surprised.
"Yes..." Alan looked at the man then turned to look at Aya. "Darling... Does he bother you?"
Aya blinked her eyes, "Darling?" His inner. Still shocked, he simply looked up, not responding to Alan's question.
"Sorry, I don't know... Al" said the man, looking sad. After that, a girl also appeared who called the man with the name of brother.
"Lho... It's Alan, right?" Ask the girl.
"This must be Ela." Alan ruffled the girl's hair.
And somehow made Aya upset by Alan's treatment of the girl named Ela.
"Who is this Brother Al?" Ela turned to look at Aya.
"This is Alan's girlfriend's deck." Sahut the thick-bodied man who had introduced himself Bima.
"Ih..matching fit, matching couple.one handsome one beautiful. What's Kaka's name?" Ela stretched out her hand.
"Yes." Welcomed.
It turned out that the two men were Alan's cousins, from his father's family. Because Alan's mother and father had separated automatically they rarely met when previously they were quite close. They decided to have lunch together while chatting.
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Forgive the new upload, the usual was sleeping malem,.... maybe someone wants to request it so I want to make a story who might Asher or Ima like it??..do not forget to like, like, many comments and votes let me get more excited.