Introduction to Box Millionaire

SOMETHING LEFT BEHIND

"Sir, do I need to take you?" kenan.

"No need, go home early! today Damar is being taken by papa Reksa to Singapore, I will go home alone." said Bram, making Kenan nod.

Bram after Kenan left, he stopped the taxi, headed somewhere in tens of minutes.

Clamps!

"Good night, what did you call me? your food is also ready!"

As the dipper greeted, Bram even opened his lips slightly, as the figure walked into the other room. Of course, while his hand pulled the blanket, because currently only wearing orange shirt Bram. He didn't even wear the inside when Bram opened the door. He still pulled the blanket over after watching his feet. Without a doubt, Orange is sure Bram must have seen the point.

"You're still here? what's all this for, why don't you get out of my place?" cetus Bram's.

"Oh, my feet and my body temperature suddenly go limp. I need to stay in this place, please allow me Mr Bram a few more days!"

'But Bram is flat not budging? What does she think is ugly to me? But it's smooth, white loh the edges too!' The orange burns in its sanitary recesses, so.

"No need to get stale, look what you've done to me, my body has a fever!" jakak Jingga when he saw Bram had closed the door of the main room.

'Wouldn't guys always be tempted by women who wear their clothes like in Korean dramas?' muttered the orange heart that thinks how Bram sees the orange flat only. But don't women look more attractive with oversized men's clothes?

"Sorry, that's all I thought about, anyway."

It's annoying especially Bram's expression is just like that. Orange feels unacceptable, when Bram went to his room forget there is a form in his residence.

"Ha-hatciiiim!" Orange sneezed back, fortunately he reflexed to take tissue.

"Look at the result of you! I'm almost hypothermic, until a fever like this dong!"

Orange screams who still wants to curse Bram, his heart still grumbles, remembering the incident last night. Even more upset when Orange saw the man was now smiling guiltlessly entering the room, as if he were a hero of salvation.

"Sorry, sorry, Orange!" Bram chimed in while thrusting out his tramp.

"It's got porridge and I've got infuse water, especially for fever. Get up, drink and eat first so that the spit is healthy. I do not bring drugs, because fever does not need chemical drugs, which are rich in gini healthier, even more flat without side effects! But remember after getting better, get out of my apartment! I'm doing well, remember that." said Bram, making Orange smile.

Bram's long talk does not pique the orange's vexation. He actually pulled a chair and sat beside the nightstand, holding the food basket he had brought.

"Eat first yes, can sit no, Orange? Want to eat alone or do I want to help security under your bribe?" tawp Bram's.

'I can eat my own, the porridge is very fragrant!' The orange actually wants to refuse. But after his nose received a scent that shook his stomach, he chose to beat and change his position to sit but still look cool.

"I have hands!"

"Good."

Orange also did not reject the hand of Bram who gave the bowl for him, but he chose to eat alone while holding back the feeling of resentment because the man still heard the grin without burden.

Orange attitude is no problem for Bram. In the world of entertainment, there is no need to be too polite. Bram also understood even though Orange showed a strange nature that Bram did not like. But a moment later, Bram's facial expression changed, whether the wind what he had to see Orange in his apartment.

'Huh, where did he get this good porridge from? Crazy anyway, champion feels.' Orange was willing to jaim, want to taste sip-icip two mouthfuls.

"Ehm, buy where?" ask the orange with sok jaim.

"Bikinlah, Mbok Sur, the maid at papa's house. Quickly spend it and then go back to the room, I wait until tomorrow to get out of my apartment." chirped Bram still left a slanted smile on his lips."

"Evil." cerocos Orange.

Well, Orange is still a prestige. But after he felt the warm porridge go into his throat, it melted down with all the pampering of his starving stomach, very appetizing and stimulating his desire to bribe more, he said, The orange seemed to be hypnotized and forgot if he made toast.

'How can I spend all this? Shit, shame!' when the netraannya swept the empty bowl, Orange finally cursed himself who spent a bowl of porridge without waste, then gulped juice belongs to Bram, who at that time his eyes were sharp.

"Seger?" asked that, forced to nod. Because that is the truth.

"What's this?" asked Jingga, no longer in high intonation, when she had finished the drink in her glass.

"Oh, that, squeeze the grated cucumber water. Mixed honey and salt a little to remove the taste of cucumbers. I added spring water ju-"

"Curve?" just touch the flushed orange face cut off Bram's speech, who also nodded, answering him.

"You, give me cucumber water, what from last night's cucumber?"

"Oh, yes. That cold one."

With an innocent looking face, Bram nodded, smiling as well.

"YOU!"

But Orange is the opposite. Obviously it makes the orange inflamed and he can no longer hold his emotions, because that's how Bram repels the Orange.

BUGS!

"Hey, be careful dong, the glass can make me bang! Fortunately, keangkep, nih," exclaimed Bram shocked by the orange throw.

"Bodo very!" but Orange, already lustful with his anger.

As of. "You know where you wanted to put that last night, hmm? And now that you let that into my mouth, I drink?" orange fingers, pointing right to his lips as he spoke.

"Ga has a great feeling!"

Want to cry it orange when in a smooth expulsion, cucumber is like a disaster for him. Nausea feels. But it is also impossible that the orange spilled all the food that had entered his mouth. It was more disgusting and would make his stomach hurt.

"Eeeh, but it's not in yet!" Bram thinks logically, evasively.

"I see and feel it. You've poked the end there!" Bram still can't take it.

"Yes it's a little bit, it's just the tip, the others haven't yet entered. So don't comment quickly spend it!" back to Bram's cold attitude.

'Oh my! This guy is so tough when he's wrong! It's obviously amused and disgusting right, hyaaks!'

The orange could not bear so much that it chimed while nagging in its sanitary recesses.

"You, do you know that's slovenly?"

"Oh, safe. Washed his cucumber clean!"

"Braam!"

BUGS!

The orange did not understand what the man's head was made of. Bram does not also feel the tingling of the orange heart, the plate is like a freeway highway the way he thinks.

BUGS!

PRAANGS!

When Jingga grumbled, Bram threw a noise because he was annoyed with the orange that had just raved.

You Bram, already know that Orange is angry, he is still flat with one word just now. The girl reflexively threw again the pillow behind her until it hit the bowl in the tray and fell, breaking Bram's enslaving vexation.

Praang!!

"Sory, I didn't intentionally break it. The glass fell on the pillow." said Orange.

Not saying anything, Bram grabbed his jacket after getting a message. Then just leave, besides seeing the state of Orange, he took the file left in his room.

"Where are you going?" asked Orange, making his eyes patterned, because it was ignored again by Bram.

TBC.