LIABILITIES

LIABILITY; 12

Since long ago Raka is difficult whose name is really love. The raka has many ex-beautiful and hot-bodied dreams of men today. But, his heart even kecantol on the figure of a simple, calm and calm woman who used to look mediocre to be financed by all kinds of girl care. Agatha is naturally beautiful, with a round iris ombre, contrasting with her oval face however, the encounter with Raka further enhances her attractiveness and femininity.

Raka once met a beautiful girl with a perfect face. His name is Auryn Clarissa Archert, one of her ex who is now married, dating Auryn only want to make enemies when his High School is raging and angry, after which they break up, and then they break up, he was the one who left Auryn first.

Without Raka realizing he was almost trapped by the girl. Claiming to be pregnant even though Raka has never done anything desperate. Usut after usurp lies began to be uncovered, Raka could be free with strong evidence that he had obtained at that time. The wedding that his family was going to have was annulled, and Auryn went abroad with the right guy.

"I want this shirt." Agatha held a dark colored clothes hanger, thrusting at Raka asking for an opinion. Raka squinted her eyes and kept the shirt. Agatha snorted, "Kok saved?"

"We have a lot of money, so don't buy clothes that lack gini." Raka patted Agatha twice on the shoulder. Glanced around until his eyes found a beautiful peach-colored shirt with a neck collar surrounded by diamond-like grains. "That's pretty, just like you. Take that one?"

"No way!" Agatha sulking. Back walking around the clothing stand with super WOW prices, Raka followed faithfully behind him as both hands sank into pockets and sunglasses that perched sweetly in his deathbed life. "You want this, Raka." Agatha held a maroon-colored short dress hanger and showed it to Raka.

"okay." Raka glanced around, her hand grabbing one of the hangers. "Dress the shirt?" tawar Raka's.

Agatha smiled clumsily and then shook her head.

For how many hours, it was clear that Raka's back was strolling around the Mall, which almost every corner wanted Agatha to approach. Raka was in the Mall cafeteria, Agatha still continued to buy shoes she said she wanted so badly to have. Raka let her credit card in Agatha's hands now that Raka no longer needed to be tired of approaching.

"Bent my back, ask to be straightened," he murmured as he leaned against the transparent glass of the cafeteria and sipped the tea bottle he had bought.

Unexpectedly someone pushed the tip of the bottle until the contents spilled wet part of Raka's face and the chest of the shirt. Who would dare to do it? Raka coughed and heard a creepy laugh.

"M4mpus, cough up all your blood!" Nayla giggles from tired of laughing. "We meet again Raka Dirgantara," he continued grinning.

"My clothes are wet because of you!" snapped Raka lowered her head so that the wet part did not stick to her body. "I'm picking my clothes." Raka gripped tightly onto Nayla's wrist and pulled forcefully.

"Woy! Woy! I don't want to nemenin lo, kuker really me," ketus Nayla. Walking past the pillar Nayla immediately embraced with one hand until Raka's distress pulled him again. "Gue doesn't want to go with perverted brain boys like you," he said.

"Gue ain't perverted, ngaco lo!"

"ELO THE NGACO!" Nayla greget herself. Some eyes have started watching. "Wear a wet suit, really." Nayla flicked her hair and waltzed away.

"Lo Nayla's name, right?" raka Exclamation.

Nayla stopped her footsteps and turned around with a haughty face. The three paperbags he held were on his shoulders. Raka walked over to him, Nayla's netra rounded and her lips hissing. Raka stopped right beside Nayla which made Nayla look up to the side. "Lo gapain? Oh, I know lo it ...."

"Shhhhh!" Nayla's words were cut off as Raka's index finger landed on the surface of her lips swiftly. "Nay," whispered Raka seriously. Nayla flutters and drowns in the black bead of the guy. "Lo's pants are ripped, you're looking at HAHAHA."

Raka just left. Nayla was in shock and checked her trousers and did not get a single tear. In front of Raka's back still moving with laughter, Nayla turned her eyes around to see some giggling people.

"Nay ...."

"DO YOU WANT MY NGETAWAIN TOO?"

Viola shook his head in shock as Nayla shouted. The amber-mannered girl hit Nayla's head quite hard which is her actions increasingly inviting laughter on Nayla's face.

"What the fuck 'clean, lo, I don't accept being banged up!" nayla Gerrick.

"Lo was already the center of attention instead of staying instead, let's go home I've bought the shoes I want," he asked.

"Vio, you know Raka Dirgantara?" Viola's rapid pace suddenly stopped, he turned around, Nayla gulped nervously as the intensity of Viola's eyes interrupted. "It's just that." Nayla grin.

"The rabbit is the sole heir in the Aerospace family, a rich man, papa he and papa I often work together," explained Viola.

Viola was unconscious and did not ask Nayla to know Raka's name from where until the two girls arrived in front of the Mall. Several motor sports, one of which Viola is known to approach.

"Tumbenan you call Brother." Viola snorted, puzzled as well as his sister who was always there wherever Viola was. "Kok lo here? Together with your friends, you want to be lazy, yeah?"

Rama raised his middle finger and shook his head. "Gue accidentally saw your car so stop by," said Rama. "Sister Vio, I want to stay at Arul's house, let's give it to my mom, yeah," he continued. Rama had not been able to go, Viola had already crossed his ears.

"Don't go on a trip in the cement house, let alone your friends are all badung-badung, shavings, and likes to fight. Why permission to sister? Not to go to Mom directly?" viola spray twisted Rama's ears until the guy grimaced restrained.

"Your gen and my sister, if your mom's not getting it."

"So you want all your problems I'm responsible for?"

"Just take care of my brother, Astagfirullah. Take off my brother, my ears are breaking!" Rama complained.

"No need to nginep-nginep at home temen all, go home and sleep at home. Is it sholat ashar?"

Rama nodded. "Udah, it was with Demonic," he said.

"Home home, Brother is not permitted" Viola said absolutely.

"My friends are willing to step up, he says he wants to learn together." Rama searched for excuses, glancing at Demonic who sat on each of his motor sports. Demonic core except Gio because the guy is not able to be invited always go, have a big responsibility and Demonic understands.

"Omkos doang, used to be fitting majors lo ngadu to me do not want to go to college and want to register as a bodyguard aja," said Viola.

"Don't be angry, brother. It's ugly to add."

"BODO! GO HOME NOW!" Viola pointed to the highway and pushed his sister's strapping back away.

"You're intercepted by Demonic, brother? I have been saying, trus does not permit nginep. Look Kak, come home tomorrow you will experience an event that will not be expected." Rama scare. Viola looked anxious and gulped nervously.

Demonic core took off the helmet. Stare sharply with a smirk engraved on each lip. Nayla patted the enemy on the shoulder and whispered, "allow Vio, I don't have any money to eat at your house."

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