JUNIOR
part 11's
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Vana furrowed her brows, puzzled as to what Saga meant by entering her room with a strange statement that could be defined as introgating.
“What do you want?” Finally Vana asked following the steps of Saga who went around in her room. Is Saga possessed?
“Mau mastiin, if you do not menggotorin my apartment room,” replied Saga relaxed. Afterwards, the man passed from the presence of Vana approaching the bathroom and entering it.
“Lo just sit there, don't follow me!” saga ordered.
Vana according to him. Previously he intended to soak in the bath tub after lying down for a moment, but failed instantly because of the actions of unclear Saga.
“Gue layer. Masakin me food!” said Saga suddenly after she came out of the bathroom, while Vana was still sitting on the bed.
The woman nodded, walked out of the room and walked towards the kitchen, to make food for Saga.
Ten minutes Vana struggled with the kitchen tools, soon the simple cooking was finished. Only fried noodles with chicken suwiran.
“Udah so,” muttered the woman put it on the dining table.
Staring for a moment Saga who was still silent, had not moved to eat, Vana also intended to take it for her husband.
“Gue is full,” said the man was flat, without the slightest sense of sin. Calm down, closing his hand on the table.
Vana rounded her eyes, looking down at the food she had just cooked.
Suddenly Saga pulled her wrist, making the woman startled, suddenly releasing the check, but Saga looked at her sharply instead.
“Taste that for lo. I know you belom eat. If I said it was the cuisine for you, surely lo will say ‘nanti belom lapar’. Here!”
Finally, Vana followed Saga who had brought her food to the TV room. He sat down on the sofa, then thrust a spoonful of rice towards Vana.
“Ha?”
“Eat!”
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One of them is Saga. Saga loves to ride bicycles. In fact, he often participated in bicycle racing events held at his school. From SD to SMP.
Saga increased the pace of his bike, passing his friends who were still relaxed in the back. Meanwhile, he who did not see a bend, turned his bike forcibly, until finally hit the body of someone there.
Bruaks!
“Awh ..!” ringis someone who got hit. The saga that had been lying on the asphalt instantly forgot the pain, when he saw who the person who was complaining beside him was.
“Lo? Geez, how come you got hit?! There-there was!” damprat the man approached Vana with his bloody elbow.
Reflexes, Saga blew the small wound, then without thinking long holding Vana towards the apartment, because not much further away indeed.
Arriving at the apartment, Saga hurriedly took the elevator to the second floor, entering one of the rooms that were there.
Saga took the P3K box from the nightstand drawer, then sat her body on the mattress, right next to Vana who was still grimacing.
Without thinking, the man immediately cleaned the wound with antiseptic, applied wound medicine, then wrapped with a small bandage. Not infrequently, he blew it because it must have been very painful.
“Lo where to go, anyway?!” asked the man annoyed, pressing the bandage on the wound. While Vana, from earlier she tried to hide her nervousness. The heart beat is already racing 5 times faster than usual. Saga cares about him? Did ya?
“It ... was going to the supermarket to shop for kitchen needs,” replied Vana doubtful. Saga's gaze was truly deadly.
“Gue hates the same lo, Va. I'm nusahin mulu, live again!”
The man stood up from his seat keeping the origin of the P3K box previously in hand. Stepping out of the room, while a small mutter continued his sentence.
“But I love.”
Connect ....
Sesuai janji|•
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