Hunted Marriage
Chapters. 82 Bimo Request
Bimo raised a little collar up his sleeve. He was getting ready to force Safira to ride on the bike. He also stretched out his head joints which made Sapphira a little frightened.
"A... what....what do you want to do?" safira asked by pointing towards Bimo.
Safira thought that Bimo would beat him up. Gelagat Bimo was exactly like a person who wanted to fight.
Bimo caught Safira's right hand sticking out towards him. Then he quickly raised Sapphira sitting on the sidewalk.
"Yakkk, what are you doing" cried Safira in shock.
"If you keep yelling obscurely like this, no man wants to marry you" said Bimo snorting a buzzing ear.
"You must not be insolent. I'm this…."
Bimo did not hear Safira's next conversation. He quickly put the helmet he was wearing to Safira's head. After that Bimo went up on the bike.
Safira is still not finished processing what happened. He even had time to fix his hair that was damaged because Bimo just pairing a helmet.
"you hold on tight if you don't want to fall down" said Bimo.
"Hey! I don't want to go with you" Safira said, still upset.
Safira hits Bimo's shoulder. Bimo didn't even wiggle. Bimo ignored Safira, he quickly plugged the gas. So that Safira automatically almost toppled if he did not quickly embrace Bimo.
"You don't hold it too hard" said Bimo in pain.
"It's still a good thing I'm holding your waist, not your neck know no. One who brought speeding," said Safira sewot.
Bimo chose to give up, he no longer wanted to argue with Sapphira. Now the goal is to go to the cafe and talk to Safira both.
While Safira behind Bimo smiled a little. It's good that he had a chance at a cringe. Never had he been on a bike and spoiled like that.
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"So what do you want to talk to me about?" tanya Shafira folded her hands in front.
They were in a cafe not too far from the hospital.
"Before we speak, we better order food first" Bimo suggested.
"Not much ado. I don't want to be with you for long. You just tell me what your needs are. After that take me home. I'm busy" Safira said.
Safira had no activity at all. He was guarding the image in front of Bimo.
"It's not wrong if we talk while eating" added Bimo.
"No, I'm not hungry" Safira said.
"Kurukkk…."
Sapphira's words do not match the condition of his stomach. Safira's stomach rang loudly. His stomach could not stand the smell of food. Sapphira felt ashamed of herself by the sound of her stomach.
"You said you weren't hungry. But why is your stomach ringing," said Bimo.
"That's not me. You misheard the times" Safira reasoned.
"There's no way I could have heard wrong. Or maybe it was your farting voice," Bimo recalls.
"Hi. how can you ask such a question in front of a girl," Safira said annoyedly pointing back at Bimo.
"I told you, you're not a girl. There's no girl who's bar-bar like you."
"Here you go, talking to you makes me hungry even more" said Safira who was dizzy among the hungry.
"So you admit that you are hungry" said Bimo smilingly winning.
Sapphira gave Bimo the sharpest view possible. Safira's emotions are like riding a roller coaster with Bimo.
"If you keep staring at me like that, then your stomach will not stop sounding," said Bimo already focused on the menu book.
"Basic insensitive man. There is no meekness even to girls" Sapphira sneered in a small voice.
"Your voice is still heard in my ear" said Bimo, who heard Sapphira's sneer.
'I still can hear a little mumble. Perhaps he could read the minds of others again, Safira looked at Bimo.
"You don't think weird. I'm just a human being."
"So what do you want to order?" repeated Bimo.
"As far as you want to order what. I can eat anything" Safira said.
"Well, then I want to order some spaghetti" Bimo murmured.
"Don't order spaghetti. I'm on a diet again. Later I can get fatter," Safira refused.
"That kind of flattened body you say fat? Fatty is afraid to see you" said Bimo.
Safira again glared at Bimo.
"Well, if you don't want to eat spaghetti. How about eating French fries," Bimo bargained.
"Don't fries. It won't make me full" Safira refused again.
"Okay, let's get some rice," Bimo broke up.
"Don't rice, I'll eat a snack."
"What do you want to eat?" bimo asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Close," said Safira staring around the cafe.
"So I picked this that you didn't want. Now you answer whatever. What are you going to eat?'
"Yes up to you. You invited me, so you chose and paid for it" Safira said.
"Okay, fine if that's it. Ma'am," call Bimo to the waiter.
"Yes, is the order done?"
"My mother ordered a hot cappucino with one fried potato" Bimo said.
"Keep this Brother?" ask waiter.
"This mother loves water only," said Bimo relaxed.
"Hey..," said Safira crashing against the table.
"Where may I be full of water," continued Safira.
"Say it's up to you, so it's up to me to order what for you."
"But not so many times."
Safira immediately snatched the menu book from Bimo. He violently flipped through the menu book.
"My mother ordered this, this, this, this is everything I ordered. All these foods he paid for," said Safira ordered various menus.
Bimo grimaced to see Safira's order. He promised if it was the first and last time he would take Sapphira out to eat.
After taking down the order, the waiter immediately left from there.
"What's? You want to protest the girls eating but no money to pay," Hina Safira.
"Ahhh. Girls are already strange, especially girls become events like you," said Bimo who ignited Safira's emotions.
"What do you mean?"
"Say it was a diet, but order food like people don't eat seven days and seven nights."
"That was it, now it is. I changed my mind there was free" Safira denied.
"Here you go, I don't want to argue anymore. Now I'll say the purpose I brought you here."
"So what's your purpose in bringing me here?" ask Safira.
"You cancel your engagement with Herry" Bimo said.
Sapphira focused her eyes on Bimo. Safira had guessed that Bimo would do something like this. Now Safira is really going to lose Herry. He had promised that if Herry had a way with Melati, Safira would retreat. Now the road is wide open.
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