LIABILITIES

LIABILITY; 31

"Gue wants you to marry me, because you already said 'girl' from me, Raka."

The last sentence when he met Nayla kept ringing in his mind. Raka had to rack her brain to forget that sentence. Once again Raka sipped the wine directly from the bottle to the toilet. Wishing to forget the accusations Nayla made against him.

"Gue remembers nothing at all." Raka pressed her temple with her index finger until her head staggered to the side. "My head feels like it's going to break thinking about it all," he said again. He was half-drunk, his black irises looking withered.

Raka slammed her back into the back of the sofa. Next to her hand moved to massage her temple, her head started to dizzy but there was still nothing she remembered about that night. Yang Raka knows that she suddenly woke up in Nayla's room in an inappropriate state.

But ... For Raka it is not enough to be proof that he has done 'it' could have been Nayla just pretending to set him up. But what is the main motive of the girl?

"My head is dizzy thinking about it all!" Raka dropped her body on the sofa, the guy chose to close his eyes. Do not want to dissolve in the mind does not make sense anymore. It didn't take long for the guy to actually fall asleep.

The door of Raka's apartment is open, a girl enters easily because Raka does give her apartment access card to the girl. He smiled cunningly as he saw Raka sleeping with an irregular position and a messy face on the sofa. One by one the things he wanted to do to the guy were accomplished, and of course this was thanks to Nayla's help. His sister's ex-girlfriend.

Well, the older sister of an Agatha Queenera is Aldiano Destura. Former from Nayla Kayana. The guy who has the heart to trap his own girlfriend to sleep with Raka, pretending to feel hurt even though he is the mastermind of all problems. Agatha shook her head slightly, she chuckled comically considering her brother's heartless treatment.

Agatha stepped closer towards Raka, she stroked the handsome face of her sleeping boyfriend. "Great pity lo, framed-dikhianatin-deceived again the same people who really lo dear, how does it feel?" his question to Raka when clearly the guy was unable to respond.

Agatha cupped her cheeks with one hand, her net did not stop staring at Raka's messy face. In fact, a slight frown was visible on the guy's forehead. Agatha became increasingly eager to add to the burden of Raka's problems like this. "Raka Dirgantara, enjoy the flow that I make to your life that will not be long. As if, you need a little game so that when that day comes, your death is even more painful, Wow," he said.

Agatha now kept her hands away from Raka's face, she turned to the black shirt the guy was wearing. Raka wriggled as Agatha opened one by one the buttons of the man's black shirt. When it opens perfectly. Agatha now took off her own clothes and slightly made her appearance messy, then slept beside Raka.

Somewhere else. In the room adjacent to Raka's room. There was Nayla sitting cross-legged on the bed, in front of her there was a laptop that lit up, her fingers did not stop moving on the keyboard. He was writing, chasing the deadline that the publisher gave him. It's Nayla's job as well as a hobby, she's a great writer at a young age.

"Well! Finally finished too. My eyes hurt five hours in front of the laptop." Nayla stretched her finger muscles until she heard a 'crack' sound'. Five hours in front of the laptop made his whole body ache. "Three parts, the remaining two parts again and after that ending," he continued.

This is another Nayla manuscript, not LIABILITY because the manuscript is still new and has not been hosted by the publisher so Nayla is still relaxed in writing the script, as much as possible. But, if it can be honest among all his on-going manuscripts, Nayla is more interested in LIABILITY. A place to vent his feelings of regret to a guy named Raka.

"By the way about Raka, what's that guy doing, Dad?" Nayla knocks on her chin, the girl with the hair rolled up high originally seems to think. "Gue to his apartment, yeah? All pedekate-kan, who knows if he's already like the same I fitting I say that the person who has already said the girl in me is him." Nayla smiled faintly, never regretting saying that fact. Bodo very if Raka to mind, it should have done the guy long ago.

Nayla glanced at the clock above the nightstand. "But ... It's eleven at night, maybe Raka has gone to sleep" he said again. Nayla seemed to think again, she did not want to disturb the rest of someone, whoever it was. Because Nayla also absolutely does not like if there are people who have been presumptuous to interfere with her rest. "Who knows, Raka hasn't slept, I've been there. Bring a snack." Nayla gets out of bed, the girl rushes to the kitchen to pick up some snacks and two bottles of cold drinks.

But then again Nayla thought. The clock has shown at eleven o'clock at night, maybe Raka has slept and he came as a bully. Nayla's shoulders slumped down, "Yes, tomorrow, Raka seems to be asleep," he said sluggishly.

At a famous club. Two guys with different expressions were sitting side by side on one of the couches. The two men are Morgan Kaili and Gino Sigra Pribawa. They're nightclub subscriptions. Middle unwind and have fun by sipping a few bottles of alcoholic beverages.

"No, according to lo Raka and Agatha will last until when?" asked Morgan when he remembered Raka's words this afternoon. Where the guy had aspirations to marry Agatha. However, Morgan thought that was unlikely to happen. There is something strange in their relationship, Raka is too excited while Agatha tends to be indifferent and resigned.

"Not for long, I'm .. sure." Gino carved a slanted smile, Morgan laughed hearing that. Morgan was drunk, and he was half drunk. "Why is gini?" ask Morgan.

Morgan shook his head slowly, his eyes already getting heavier. He waved at one of the girls who kept staring at him, and the girl nodded and started to step closer to Morgan. "No idea. I want to do it first" he replied. Morgan turned to the girl who was standing in front of him, "One night with me.. *****," he told the girl. After that they left.

Gino shook his head slowly at Morgan's behavior. The guy who is similar to the Korean oppa-oppa until admired by many women was a man who was not enough for one woman. Gino cleared his throat slowly, "Do not value someone from the outside, what you think is good is not necessarily good, and vice versa."

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IS AGATHA HAVING GOOD INTENTIONS?

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