Kepentok Cinta Girl Seller Cilok

05. The Old Man Azriel

After dinner, Azriel is confused about whether or not she will go home. Because he was so lazy to go home, and would definitely hear the fighting of his parents again. Every night he even often saw the debate of his parents.

He sat pondering on the porch bench of Qilla's house, his motorbike still hidden behind Qilla's broken down cilok cart.

"Do I have to go home tonight?" muttered Azriel.

In the darkness of that night beyond, Azriel was still worried. Appearing from within Qilla's house, she stood at the door. Staring at Azriel who was pensive on the porch bench of his house.

"Why stay here? He said he'd go home?" ask Qilla ketus.

"Yes, I'm home. But then, a little later, a little later. I'm afraid the police will still be looking for me" Azriel said.

"Oh yeah, don't forget you paid my damaged wagon money" Qilla said.

"So, I'm afraid I won't pay."

"You alone promised to compensate my broken cart. Why sewot anyway." said Qilla again.

"Yes, I'm paying now" Azriel said.

He took his wallet in his back pocket, but unfortunately it may have fallen earlier during a chase with the police or on the street when it hit Qilla's cart.

"Well, my wallet's gone. Damn me if my wallet is found with the cop." said Azriel panicked and confused.

Where should he look for the wallet, remember where he was this afternoon bumping into Qilla. And looking up at Qilla, the girl frowned.

"Why?"

"My wallet seemed to have fallen when it hit the wagon on the street" replied Azriel.

"Don't lie to me" said Qilla, not believing Azriel's words.

"I swear, my wallet's gone. Maybe in that alley or where I first hid" Azriel assured Qilla.

"Lha keep going, you have to compensate my wagon!"

"Yes, I'm changing. Ck, bawel!"

Qilla stared intently at Azriel, snorting in annoyance at Azriel whom she thought was lying.

"You have to compensate!"

"Yes, don't believe it very much."

Azriel got up from her seat, she stepped towards the place where her motor was still hidden. Dismantling the logs that covered his motor, Qilla noticed what Azriel was doing.

"You want to run away again?" ask Qilla.

"Gue wants to take the money for your wagon compensation. You wanna come?" ask Azriel.

"Can. Who's afraid."

"Eh? No way so, I went home alone just take the money and I'll be here again" said Azriel rectifying his words.

"Nga! I'm coming!"

"So, maksa."

Qilla was silent, she immediately went into her house. Azriel was able to get her motor out of her hiding place.

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Azriel drove her motor slowly, the cold air of the night began to touch the pores of the girl who seemed to be cold. Azriel glanced in the rearview mirror, she saw Qilla seemed to be cold.

As the motor pulls over, Azriel stops her Kawasaki versys 250 on the side of the road. He took off his jacket, making Qilla wonder at what Azriel was doing.

"Now, put on my jacket. I see you're cold, but it's still eight o'clock at night but you don't seem to get winded at night" Azriel handed the jacket to Qilla.

"Eh, don't. I used to have the wind this night. It's a quick walk, and then it's another night" said Qilla, refusing Azriel's offer to give up her jacket.

"Yes, if you don't want to. I have no meaning." said Azriel Ketus.

Usually if Azriel's friend is given such attention by him even happy. But Qilla did not, she even rejected him. Makes Azriel feel weird about the girl she just met three days ago.

The motor drove slowly, Azriel remembered that if the night like this her mother must have gone home. An hour later, my dad came home. Or not even go home at all, stay in the hospital. Because his father was also a surgeon at the hospital where he worked.

I hope my dad doesn't come home tonight, just his mom. So that he did not see the two at home and did not quarrel in front of Qilla.

"Qilla, tomorrow go to the guest house. I'll take you home, I promise to bring money to your house" Azriel said, trying to seduce Qilla.

"In the meantime, get to your house, walk quickly. Tomorrow I'm going to the carpenter finish my cilok cart, so tonight I have to get money from you" said Qilla still kekeh want to hurry to Azriel's house and ask for the money.

"Ck, this is a stubborn girl anyway. Don't you believe me?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Geez, I'm not a guy who likes to break promises. I'll definitely pay your wagon compensation!" azriel.

He stopped his motorbike at the side of the road, where in front of him was a police station. Azriel sent Qilla down from the bike, and the girl went down. He was very upset with Azriel's attitude like that.

"Why did you stop again?" qilla asked annoyedly.

"Lo is a stubborn girl, why should I bring you home. Weepy! Matre girl, there is no more money to make another wagon?!" said Azriel who was getting very upset with the girl before him.

"Where are you going?" shout Azriel.

"I want to go to the police station, want to report that the man in front of me is a motorcycle gang that likes to disturb the surrounding residents because it makes people disturbed, he said, and also want to run away from the responsibility of not wanting to compensate my cart!" qilla shouted threatening Azriel.

He walked away from Azriel again, and the man was surprised. He quickly pulled Qilla's hand and took her to his bike again. Tell Qilla to ride the bike.

"Well, I'll drive you to my house. I pay the same price immediately" Azriel said after hearing the threat from Qilla.

Qilla gave a rough snort, and he rode on Azriel's motorbike. The motor drove quickly leaving the place where the police station was in front of him. Azriel doesn't want the police to know she belongs to a motorcycle gang that loves wild racing. Maybe he will be chopped by his motorcycle gang because he was caught by the police.

He put on his jacket again, then turned on his engine and drove the bike quickly. The condition of the streets had started to unravel, he was speeding away.

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Arriving in front of his house, Azriel stopped. He didn't go in right away, making sure his papa's car wasn't in front of the yard. And indeed he did not see his papa car there, Azriel was relieved. At least Qilla didn't see her parents fighting anymore.

Motor entering the courtyard of the mansion, Qilla looked amazed to see the mansion owned by Azriel. He got off the motorbike, stared at every corner of the house and looked at the spacious courtyard. In front of her was a well-organized flower garden.

"Well, your house is big and nice too" said Qilla.

"This is my home. It's not mine" Azriel said.

"Even if you live in this house, what's the difference?" qilla.

"Well, I'm just hitchhiking in this house" Azriel said.

The sharp look he got from the girl beside him, Qilla's lips cut open and she walked in front of Azriel. Stopped at the door, waiting for the owner of the house to let him in. A faint grin is kissed by Azriel, guessing that Qilla will be led into her house.

"Lo wait here, I'll just go in and grab an ATM in my room" Azriel said.

"Cih, there's a guest telling me to wait outside. The host is not friendly." said Qilla.

Azriel opened the door of her house, not heeding Qilla's grunts. He went into the house, looking around no one. The maids also seemed to have slept, she stepped towards her room.

Just now his hand was holding the handel, the screams from his mother echoed behind him.

"Where are you from? Why just go home now?!" ask her mother behind her.

"Ck, from my friend's house. I stayed there." replied Azriel.

"You should have said to your mother, why the stay did not say anything. Mama was worried." said Sintya.

"Just take care of your business, I'm big" said Azriel.

"Azriel, you are. Said the same mama even run, this is due to the association of your motorcycle gang friends" said Sintya again.

Azriel snorted violently, she did not want to serve her mother.

"Let it be ma, Azriel is already great. Why is it forbidden." said papa Azriel suddenly came.

Azriel looked back, she saw her papa coming. His brows furrowed, he did not see his papa astonished or ask in front there was Qilla.

"It's all because of papa. Papa gave him the bike, so it's often out at night, not even coming home!" syntya now blames her husband.

"Lho, how come papa? Mama was also wrong, she should have reminded him to take care of himself and not to leave. Why is papa being blamed" Ryuzi said.

"If papa had noticed Azriel, he would have been better off."

"The task of the mother is to take care of the child, the husband who makes a living. It should be you who should take care of Azriel so as not to go on!"

"Enough! You guys always fight. How do I feel at home?! Every night you fight in front of me." Azriel said with great annoyance.

His voice echoed until it sounded faint from the outside. Qilla, who had been silent, was astonished to hear the screams of Azriel and her parents.

"Did they fight? Time for a fight anyway?" qilla said, still listening to Azriel scream.

"Azriel, not so dear. Mama just doesn't like papa you're close to her assistant" Sintya said.

"What else papa, papa hates mama close to the flocking. Matre men who always give gifts." Ryuzi said.

"Heh, isn't papa like that either? It's the same pa. Papa also gave more gifts with his assistant" said Sintya again.

Azriel went into her room, she was very lazy to hear and saw her parents accusing and blaming each other. He wanted to calm down and sleep well in his room. But had to see again both parents quarrel.

Azriel packed her clothes a few strands, she was going to leave her house for a while. Letting both parents be aware of his mistakes without having to tell him why he's changed lately.

"Where are you going Azriel?" sintya asked to see her son packing his clothes.

"I'm sick of seeing mom and dad fighting!" answer Azriel.

Azriel immediately came out of her room, not forgetting that she had her wallet and cell phone left in her room in a hurry. He exited the house, seeing Qilla quietly astonished to see that he had brought a backpack.

"Gue took you home" said Azriel pulling Qilla's hand quickly.

"Azriel, wait!"

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