First Boyfriend Second Candidate
First Boyfriend Second Candidate 30
Just take a worried breath.
Taka shook his nano.
Immediately emerged a disturbing bad shadow in each other's minds.
"May not happen." Said them simultaneously, and a heavy sigh was heard again.
Taka's legs pressed the gas into the car and turned the steering wheel, driving out the spacious courtyard, away from the location.
"How are you from Rendi?" Taka made a sound, turned the steering wheel back at the crossroads. Turning the direction of the car drove a little sluggish. This afternoon the track is a little crowded and crowded.
The crooked elbow is attached to the side of the window. The man rubbed his lips before speaking. " Of course, he agreed."
Taka nodded with a corner of his lips twitching happily as he exited the dense path. "Wildan and Rendi. I feel sorry for them. Wildan was taken advantage of petty, then Rendi the man missteps just meet biological."
Singgih cleared his throat, glancing with a reproachful look. "You're talking to yourself, dude." One playful blow stopped by the big arm of Singgih.
"Oh, b*j*ng*n don't talk that, I've forgotten. Damn it, you make me sick, bruh." Umpat Taka hit the steering wheel hard and Singgih laughed.
"Sorry, well, I told you Kania was best for you. But if it's not like that maybe your relationship will also seem flat. Not like you're so different now."
Taka admitted from the beginning. He was once again grateful when Kania was still keeping a heart for her. After he refused and the girl still accepted even with a face of surprise and embarrassment at the same time.
Taka's smiley actions gave Singgih goosebumps and sneered, "You want to kill me, don't daydream slovenly, b*d*b*h."
Taka. "Who's also daydreaming slovenly, I think later tonight get rations again—no!" Giving Singgih a smile that made the man shudder and make no sound anymore.
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Chris came out of the hospital room. The wet face still faithfully adorned the handsome man's face. Sighing tired he sat between the waiting room benches. His hands massaged the base of his tired nose. The fear of false hope still lingers.
The foot of the shoe made the man's attention turn. One raw bogem he received from the man who had just arrived. Staring intimidatedly and wanting to kill.
Chris immediately fell down on the cold hospital floor, rubbing his lips visible little blood on the back of the hand. He grimaced the pain and pain of Galih's punch was not playful.
The sound of crying tucked away the word stop sounded soft. Galih. The woman was crying on her way to the hospital.
"Stop," he said again. "You can see he's just as hurt, just don't make a fuss, it's the hospital." Look at the husband gently.
Manda pulled Galih's arm, afraid that the man was back in a rage. They should have been up until a few days ago. But it is impossible, they are in Japan's Sakura country, Galih there is cooperation and can not just hands off.
Galih's chest was up and down, his hands rubbed the temple, decimating the already flaring emotions. He looked at Chris who was already standing with a wounded, anxious, chaotic and wet face.
Rendi's hands came down from her face. Taking a deep breath once again with his hands clenched in a pants pocket. "I'm pretty sure all this is because of you." Pressing flat voice.
Chris stared at the still hardened face before him. He is not at all daunted. "Yes, it's all because of me. But I've been trying to keep her. And I'm a miss."
Galih grunted completely reproachfully. "I warned you, never hurt her. And now, you're making him almost lose his life. B*j*ng*n to**rat, is that how you keep her?"
Chris' eyes were sharp. Rendi's words seemed to scorn, if she was completely inappropriate for Ega. Fatigue and gray expectations of the condition of the lover and longing that is not channeled ignite the emotions that he ponder a few days.
Her lips twitched cynically. "I am indeed b*j*ng*n as you say. But you need to remember, b*j*ng*n is also loved Ega. It doesn't matter if you don't approve of us. I keep holding her hand until whenever."
Speak with firm intonation and a hard-line ultimatum tone. If until Galih tries to separate him and Ega. Chris was silent.
Galih gushed no less cynical. "Don't be selfish just to be with her. You hurt her. You can find another woman, don't interfere with her day anymore. I'm returning all the money you've been out of your account for hospital expenses. You can go."
Their connected gazes threw fierce glances at each other.
Chris threw his face to the side, folding his lips in a tight line. The next second the itchy hands floated right on the temple of the victim. Labile emotions made the man mindlessly give a raw bogem. Chris became irate, his molars tightening again. Breathing deeply gazing with his chin lifted high on the fallen Galih.
"B*d*b*h, I don't need your money. What I've done right she's my lover. You have no right to interfere in our affairs. If you come to try to take him from my side, you better get your foot out of here. I don't hesitate to play rough, Fu*k."
Whisper Chris, don't mess around threatening terms and killing intonation in every word.
Galih got up with a violent chuckle. "I have a right you forget, I'm his sister." Answer more casually with your hands folded with a haughty chest.
One of Chris' eyebrows shot up. Giving a thick scornful look. "Ah, right, you're just a big brother—angkat, right?" smiling lightly made Galih again clench her hands firmly and resist the turmoil.
Instead of groaning in frustration pointed at Chris' face with his index finger pointed firmly.
"You—"
"You can shut up. Oh, shit, if you guys want to fight I don't have a problem. But outside, I don't care. Choose which room you like. I suggest the morgue sounds right to you,***k." Manda was like a flame stove doused in gasoline bursting into flames. He was sick of seeing endless quarrels two unknowing humans had.
Fuck'em.
Galih should thank his wife. Suddenly his voice disappeared. Feel defeated and can not reproach the sentence Chris.
His index finger went down, he chose to throw his face. Hugging Manda's shoulder from the side.
So is his reality.
Chris glanced at Manda who kept wiping her face. He knew Manda must have been devastated to see Ega's condition. "Not yet," Chris took a heavy breath before continuing. "Today, you can come with us."
Galih glanced at Manda for a moment. The bead moved to the tail of the eye glanced at Chris who was still faithful to look at Ega behind the glass. "The same guy?"
Chris nodded to find Galih's iris asking with a curious face. Two of Chris' fingers went up. Galih's petals are widened, this means premeditated murder.
"Manda," Chris called the woman who had earlier tried to refrain from breaking. "You can go inside, wash your hands first. Inside are special clothes, you can wear them."
"Is only one person allowed in?" Manda's question faltered because of Isak.
Chris just nodded weakly.
Galih stroked the wife's head. "I'm just here. Chris and I promised not to get hit." Giving a smile and Manda throbbing but nodding.
Manda came in, dressed in green. They were sure the woman's cries could not stop.
"If you can't open your eyes again. I'm gonna kill him."
Chris looked at Galih. The corner of his lips twitched dislike. "That's my sentence," she argued quickly.
Galih only gave a slanted smile with an eyebrow raised by one.
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A smile welcomes the morning. Since last night he has prepared all the preparations well. His euphoria was so excessive that he could not stop smiling at the housemaid who was arranging breakfast at the long glass-lined table. This is inversely proportional to the usual day, the attitude of ketus and the sharp tongue of the master that they often get. Today there is no swearing, anger, or wrathful face. Makes them no more comfortable, more than a feeling of goosebumps all over the body.
Still wearing a sleeping kimono, he finished breakfast. No fork, knife or plate was broken as usual. Only a quiet breakfast is also peaceful with expensive cell phones accompanying.
The woman ignored the strange look leading up to her. Debaran of love in her chest in the air greeted the bright shining sky. Studded day of beautiful moments reflected in the eye peluhan. It made her impatient to wait for the afternoon and meet.
"Finally, my wait is sweet. Hah, I never thought. What a nice ending!" calling themselves. And the laughter of the devil was heard from inside the large room with a feminine decoration.
Fast rotating time. By evening the woman was preparing, preening beautiful, graceful and as usual always lacking in materials.
Out of the house, her irises shimmered staring at the twinkle in orange orange. Twilight. A time he hated. He desperately wants to forget the things that have passed, the painful history of life. He was insulted by a group of students at school.
Thats enough.
No longer want to remember. His ten fingers tightened on the steering wheel. A cold sweat appeared, recalling the terrible events he had experienced.
Chris. The man helped her. He became a helper when he fell. But why when they were near the man looked indifferent, cold and glanced in his direction was not.
Ah, nevermind.
Now all dreams are in sight. The shadow of happiness as well as in spoiled hearts tickle a stomach filled with butterflies. Thin lips on the liptint polish Chanel— shade 196 singed a sweet and sneaky smile together.
The large two-story house looks from the outside, with a spacious courtyard enough to accommodate four to five cars. The feeling bounces after the foot level presses slightly in the brake pedal and then pulls the lever.
Turn off the engine and get out of the car. A maid opened the door, let her in and....
"Hey, what the hell,***k. LET GO OF ME."
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Tbc
Note:
You make me sick \= You make me want to vomit.
Bruh (welcome to man).
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Tbc
