Hati Airin Port

Chapters 13. Be suspicious

As soon as Airin and Julian from the meatball stall, a black car slowly followed. In the car is Raka. The man was going to Airin's house to visit her. However, he had not been able to come to the designation area, he .alah much earlier to see Julian and Airin in the E block area. Worse, the man saw the scene of an accidental kiss earlier.

Like a stalker, Raka currently continues to drive a car with a view that cannot be separated from the behavior of Airin and Julian. The man suddenly steps on the brake pedal when he finds Airin stopped because his hand was intercepted by Julian.

"Rin, you don't get angry. I was just kidding, really."

Raka faintly heard Julian's panicked voice. The man kept watching. He didn't do anything. In the side seat there is a parcel of various fruits. Raka bought it in the super market and she intends to give it to Airin.

However, it seems that by being forced a basket of fruit will fate remain in the seat. He could have given it now, but somehow his heart refused to do that. Even at this moment, he felt that something was stirring within him. It was like a jealous fire, but Raka did not want to admit it.

"I'm not angry, but I'm ashamed, Julian! I'm shy. Isn't it still enough that you sprained me today, huh?"

This time, Raka did not hear it vaguely. Even Airin's voice was very clear he heard. In fact, his current position was quite far with the place of the two people.

"Keseleo? Because me? Are you not wrong, talking? Didn't you fall this morning because you were too busy waving your hands to let go of that weird guy."

Raka hears Julian is not to blame. He of course denied the accusations coming out of his mouth, Airin.

"He's got a name, Julian,"

Raka grinned as she heard Airin so loudly making a sound. Even the man was also currently looking at Airin floating a look that was much sharper than before.

"Whatever. I don't care what his name is and where his house is. But, since you're blaming me, I'm responsible, right?"

Raka raised one eyebrow when she heard Julian's words that seemed to have a certain intent.

"Damn it, what's that guy doing?" Raka rounded her shocked eyes as she found out, Julian suddenly squatted in front of Airin. The man was increasingly unsettled, even he who had been sitting leaning back, directly sitting with his upper body upright.even his hands suddenly gripped tightly at the steering wheel of the car.

Honestly, Raka was now eager to get out of the car, then approached the two men, and would immediately seize Airin who was unfortunate to move up to Julian's back, to be carried.

"Tumben nurut."

Again, he faintly heard Julian's hoarse and strange voice, the thunder that carried that speck of anger back he felt filled his chest. Raka was angry, but she didn't know what the cause was.

"My ankles hurt. So, forced. What else is this a free ride and the only one there is."

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Like the housing complex in general, by night the atmosphere will be quiet. No one is talking. Only the sounds of crickets are in the bush and some of the sounds of unpretentious frogs.

Maybe the sound of passing vehicles will be rarely heard, because somehow this is a housing complex. Definition of a real lonely word well this.

On Julian and Airin's side. The two ex-husband and wife pasnagan had stopped right in front of the housing complex of the unit-owned building, Airin. Next to him was Julian. So, you could say that at this time they both ads in front of their homes both.

"Thank you for the imperfect Sunday night. I hope this is the first and last time we're both out." Airin spoke with the hand that was holding the gate of his house. In front of him was Julian who was currently smiling.

"You know why Sunday night isn't perfect?" julian asked and found that the face did not want to care about Airin.

"I don't know and don't want to know. Yeah yeah. You go back to your habitat. You work tomorrow, so go. Sorry to kick out." Airin blatantly asked Julian to rush out from the front gate of his house. He who used to always be kind, even now is so brave. Even the language he uses has no word of chivalry.

"Today's Sunday night is not perfect because God wants us to perfect it next Sunday night. So, eight o'clock I'll take you again and I guarantee you it's the most beautiful Sunday night you've ever been on. So, bay wife-to-be." Julian was going to leave, but he hasn't made a move yet. He suddenly came back.

"Btw, thanks for the kiss. Your mouth is sweet too. I'm sorry I didn't taste it." Airin. Wamita was immediately passed away because she felt embarrassed and baper.

Julian who saw that chuckled and he also started to go to the gate of his house. However, as he was already holding the handle of the fence, Julian turned to his left and found a black car moving away.

The man quickly reached into his phone, opened the contact app and directly positioned the flat object in front of his ear.

"Follow. Don't let you lose him. Find out about that jerk guy." I don't know who Julian ordered, because after saying that, he immediately disconnected his phone and went inside the house.

"I know there's something you're up to, damn it. So, be careful," muttered the man on his way to the entrance.

Apparently in front of the entrance, he still found the existence of Airin who was also at his doorstep. The man waved his hand, making Airin throw his face away.

"Airin, I love you. Let's refer you again, won't we?" For the fourth time, Julian issued those words of solemn invitation in a joking guise.

"Refer there to anyone. Stop bothering me, Julian." Already four times also Airin refused in a firm tone without any element of jokes there.

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