GET ME, BOS

STUNNED DIGNA

--BALI,

By noon, Digna was still sleeping in her dreams. Suddenly he felt wet.

“Ekh... (Am I having a cold why there are no flu symptoms yes)” Digna wiped her nose while closing her eyes.

“Honey, you nosebleed!”

Shouted Ramon who had just jogged back from the beach. The blood coming out of Digna's nose, wasn't the snot she thought.

“What?” Digna's awake.

“You're nosebleed, let's go to the Hospital asap!” Ramon packed Digna's belongings.

“No, I don't want to be in the hospital. I want to see your match tonight, please.” Serka Digna holding Ramon's hand.

“Darling, do you know that everything I do is for you? For healing? We promised each other a vacation around the world. Come follow my will this time, I will win this match.”

“Did you use a sneaky way like yesterday?”

“No, but if he is rash it might be the same fate as yesterday.”

“Ramon, I know we're doing a bad job. But we have to be honest with each other, tell me. Where'd you get those stimulants?”

“I'll tell you as long as you want me to take you to the hospital.”

“Ramon!”

“Shyang, STOP. I don't like us arguing, I love you so I beg you to follow my will. Then, I'll answer all your questions. So we're even, okay?”

When a man already has his world, his feelings can no longer be defeated. Male logic and reason are not like women who are always complicated and convoluted. Ramon did not want to share his story while in Bali. Whatever he does, the main thing is for him. Earn as much money and spend time with Digna.

“Good, I'll go.”

“Good, that's what I want. Let's take you to the hospital.”

“I don't need hospital, I'll go back to Batam.” With annoyance.

“Digna, are you fighting me? Do you think your illness will improve further by returning to Batam?” Ramon clutched both arms of his lover. His body was swinging.

“Basic selfish man! Do you think I want to get sick like this. I have a boyfriend but I feel like I'm alone. You're busy with your world, like I want everything. When I am in pain, it is your touch and presence that calms my soul. Not the drugs you gave me! I need your affection as well Ramon!”

Digna's suitcase and passport were taken away from the hotel. In the room, Ramon thinks nothing but winning the game tonight. His obsession is to win and win.

“Free to chase women who are already angry, not getting better emotions. It's even more explosive huh!”

Ramon is insensitive to women. He thinks the longer the relationship he considers the more relaxed does not need drama. But Digna who was disappointed desperate to return to Batam with a flight at that time.

Upset and disappointed with Ramon who did not pursue him, making Digna's determination to immediately end her romantic relationship. Now Digna is at Ngurah Rai Airport, and plane tickets are in his grasp.

“Emba is still two hours but Ramon never came to pick me up. Watch out for you Ramon, don't ask me if I'm going to kick your brother Fred.”

In a coffee shop that is famous for being delicious, Digna ordered a glass of espresso coffee to be enjoyed while spending her time waiting.

“What? What kind of crazy person orders all the empty seats here? I've bought drinks here, so I have the right to sit in one of these chairs.”

“Nona, sorry to disturb your comfort. I refunded you money, and the drink is free. Please find a comfortable place, because the entire row of seats here has been ordered by special guests. Forgive us Miss, it was not our intention to expel. Since all visitors are also willing to move places, please cooperate.”

“How much is the rental price of this whole place I paid 2x fold!” challenge Digna to the waitress and manager.

“Sorry Miss, you will just test our patience. If you can not be invited to cooperate, we have to expel you roughly.”

“Hoh do you think I don't know how much you're paying. Hi look carefully how many Debit cards are me huh!”

Pyakk... Arrogantly Digna splashed the coffee on the floor. So that concentrated liquid that contaminates some furniture chairs and tables.

“Huh basic sucks, just received a guest only welcome as luxurious as this.”

Taps... Taps... Tapps... The sound of the shoes that went along was getting louder from Digna's hearing. Looks black leather shoes implied coffee stains. Digna's eyes lurked every inch of the apparition he had just witnessed.

“Don't I tell you to vacate this place an hour earlier before our Master arrives?” The big tall man was angry with Digna.

“Forcuse us Boss, this Miss does not want to be invited to compromise so this chaos occurs.”

“I will immediately take the mop lap and clean it.” The waiter went to pick up the cleaning tools.

Digna who was still holding the empty glass stood still motionless. It was not the random person he had just seen. Turns out his bodyguards were all Caucasian no local people.

I suck, why do you make a disaster like this. After fighting with Ramon, now I vent my frustration with the big guy. Apes me... Apesss ah hemm.

The ten-man bodyguards were all standing neatly in line. And unexpectedly it turns out, the special guest came earlier than the specified hour. Around him in the guard's apit strapping and athletic, from the muscles and veins of his fierce face. They are very good at martial arts. Digna's eyes continued to admire the bodyguards flanking the young man wearing only a white shirt. While brushing her hair so as not to get sultry. Despite cursing the sunglasses, the man's eyebrows were engraved Beautiful and neatly thick. Her skin is smooth white and tall slim tampa fat deposits.

“Nona, quickly go or you will be in trouble.” Whisper the waiter who mopped the floor.

“Oh, yes.” Digna came out of the place and kept looking at the handsome angel-like man descending from the heaven.

The bodyguards who had been standing straight at the same time bowed their heads saluted. And the man in the white shirt walked dazzlingly past the row of tall, strapping men.

“Wah artist from where is it how did I just see it?”

“Duh Mak, your son has met his soul mate. But that's my soul mate what a soul mate. “

“Yeah, perfect once soul mate ckckckck.”

“If can not have it, at least have the picture for material halu ah.” Kreteg, the sound of a cracked cell phone being squeezed by one of the bodyguards who knew of illegal activities.

“That's great, just so the artist just looks like the son of King huuuu.” Cibir Digna from a distance.

After ordering some of his favorite snacks and coffee the man sat down while reading some foreign magazines. He's still wearing his sunglasses. Until one of his guards came to talk to him.

“Prince,” has not had time to continue his words the guard was silent.

“Do not call me Prince, remember I am no longer crown prince.”