I'M THE ONE WHO'S KEPT
CHAPTER 258
Bisma looked towards Adel. "Eehh eeehh...?" Bhishma was surprised that Adel cupped her and looked at Bhishma carefully.
"You're a bisma, right..?" Adel suspects the man next to him is no ordinary bismanya.
"Yes.. It's me, my bisma.. Adel... Eeemmmphh.."
Adel moves Bhishma's head where.
"You are not my bisma." protested Adel.
"What am I like anymore..?" Bhishma took Adel's hand off and held him.
"What's your room like..?" Adel's eyes and Bhishma's eyes met, there was no word of fear for Adel to look into those eyes and vice versa as well.
"My religion, funny, humorous, bullies, naughty.. Much talk.. Finicky.. This it? Jealousy..?" Adel raised one eyebrow.
Bisma stared silently at Adel lamat lamat. He swallowed his saliva slowly.
"Am I that different..?" Bhishma keeps her body away from Adel.
"Not really.. Maybe a new temperament.." Chirp.
"Let's... Forgive.. Forgive.. Bism.. Aaaa.. Ahaaaahaha.." Adel was amused because his waist was in Gekitikki Bisma. Until Adel lay on the green grass.
"Ahaaaahhh.. Pardon Bisma.. What's my fault..?" Bisma stopped her action but heard it Bisma glared again
"ask again. I'm not naughty, I'm not a bully, I'm not a fuss, I don't say much.." Chickin's Bisma.
"Laaahh that just now..!"
"Del... Want to peck on your pants..?" Bhishma moved some of her fingers threateningly and brought her closer to Adel's body.
"Please.. Forgive.. Forgive me.." Adel pokes and plays Bhishma's chin.
"Review you..!"
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"Their romance.." Tweet Albert.
"Shut up..!" Stuart clenched his hand.
"Crowd.. Ck ck.. Adel touch the chin of Bhishma.. Wahh try to touch your chin.. It must be better.. Your chin is s*ksi, there's a part of it.." Albert poking Stuart's chin.
"Qc.." Stuart brushes Albert's hand.
"Adel is mine and I am his.. If naru holds his chin is nothing.. Adel can hold everything I have.." Stuart rests his back on the back of the car seat.
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"Yes.. He's right there.. Usually every Sunday he goes there to entertain and help as much as he can. Just meet him.. You guys bring this.. Replace Rena's first.. I don't want him to remember my Rena anymore.." Hery left a brown envelope on Deborah.
"So really Rena was once close to Dion..?" Deborah gaping. Hery nodded his head.
"Oohhhhhhh.." Deborah nodded.
"Well tomorrow I look for him, I also borrow your car and mang Adi ya.." Hery nodded again with a smile.
"Maybe he's your mate Deborah.. Good luck and take away the sparrow's man.." Mumbled Hery's heart.
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In the morning Debora was already hanging out with her usual Hery driver. There's one destination today.
Deborah's heart was beating erratically especially when she remembered the time when she was with Dion.
Dion was a man who had been friends and even tried to approach Rena, but maybe because it was not a soul mate then Rena and Dion did not meet again.
Debora's car arrives at an unusual place. A lot of kids running around, boys or girls going there and coming here.
"Is he here..?" Deborah held onto his chest.
"Eehh what's that sound..?" Deborah heard a beautiful voice from inside.
Deborah came in and followed the child who ran in as well.
"Poplin..!"
"Poplin.. Sing Popsy.." The children screamed and cheered.
"Make my life more meaningful... Your love.. Morning sun exercise.. Like the rainbow always me later.." The melodious voice slightly disappeared as his gaze stared at the woman who was entering towards them.
"Poplin.. Kok.. The song was good earlier." the great-grandson of the sweet children.
"Sorry.. That's Popsy groggy.. There's an angel coming here.." Dion glanced at Debora again.
"Waaahhh I am beautiful." The boy looked at Dion's sight.
Deborah was wrong. "Gabung Angel... Come here.." Other kids cheered too.
"here.." Call Dion and pat the chair next to him.
"I...?" Deborah pointed to herself.
"Yes.. You angel.." Dion winks at Deborah.
"Let's go let's go..!" All the boys cheered in agreement with what Dion said.
Deborah.
