Love Because of the Bet
15. There is No Lie
“Non, wake non. Non Acha”.
The honey-brown sliced girl blinked her eyes. Netraya looked around. Looks quiet with caffe lights that have been partially extinguished.
Ah, ja. He even almost forgot if he was waiting for a man insensitive to his own lover named Rama Danta.
Even Acha was willing to wait until he fell asleep and now the caffe was closed to meet the handsome young man. Just chatting so as not to be so stiff.
Halah mode.
“What time is it, Ms?” Princess Adinata is still adjusting the light coming into her net. Didn't end think if I overslept because I waited for the pujaan.
“Almost ten hours a night, Non”.
“Totally?” Her honey brown iris looked at the clockwork that indeed showed the mentioned punch. The beautiful girl is still yawning, no matter the face of her pillow.
Ah, as long as you know, even though Adinata's only daughter makes a face comuk though, she still looks beautiful. I don't know what magic he's wearing. Uh, but daddy and mommy are also both superior seeds anyway. No wonder his son is like diamond powder.
“Rama still inside?”
“Home home non. But, Rama did not continue. Whenever delivering an order to a customer, his gaze always ended up on the non table. Even that was up to reprimanded Mr. Rio.”
Acha cheeks are red. Is it true that this daddy employee said? If so, then the butterflies in his stomach feel like they're falling down right now. Given this attention, his heart has flown somewhere. Ah, baperan's heart.
“He also tipped his jacket, Non. Well, so sweet really.”
Huh, jacket?
Acha looked back. He had a denim jacket on his shoulder. Looks oversize. In fact, until it can close the body perfectly.
Ah yes, why just realized. His senses of smell were breathing a familiar, calming smell. It turned out that the smell of the owner was left on his shoulder. He smiles. In the heart cheering.
Speculation about his handsome girlfriend began to make his heart pound. Maybe his lover is the type of person who is indifferent but has deep attention. Mabe. Because every man must have a different way to show his affection, right?
“Mari, Non. I go home first.”
“Ah, yes. Please, Miss. Be careful on the road.”
Aaaa daddy, Acha made baper boy people.
His screams in the heart. Fortunately the caffe was closed, if it was still open, people must have looked strangely at him because he danced pleasure in the dark caffe witnessed by a brightly lit lantern.
...*****...
“Do not smile-smile, be horrified.”
Instead of being offended, the smile of Adinata's only daughter even more like a new flower bud blooms. Yeah, that's happy. No prestige, if you are in the position of Acha must be the same as well, right?
“Aduh, Fidelya. I'm so happy with your mouth. I want to pites kayak kaot.”
Fidleya just turned the lazy eyeball. His net turned to the jacket that was draped on his best friend's shoulder. As if he understood, Acha immediately told him. He's very sensitive, isn't he?
“Aaa, surely you want to ask whose jacket this is. Okay-okay I'll answer, this is My prince's jacket. Ramah. So sweet really.”
“Got disgust. Don't give prince-prince all the times.”
Acha sticking tongue, “Biarin aja. Singles syirik mulu.”
Atensinya switch to look at Arin with a haughty style, “Ya, could be. Acha gituloh”
“Eh, already yes the question and answer session, the speaker wants to go to my prince Rama first. Bye girls.”
The honey-brown sliced girl stepped up with a big smile, replying to every greeting she made. From yesterday her heart was blossoming. The effect of the pink virus is indeed as strong as this turns out.
“Lo sure don't want to tell this to Acha?”
“No need, later if he knows, our friendship is a bet. You want us enemies?”
The girl who was asked looked cynically, “Ya don't want to. However, it can be discussed well. I'm afraid he knows himself or is told to know someone else. It hurts even more, right? can-can-lo be hated all his life.”
“As long as you are silent. Everything will be fine and we will still be friends.”
“Oke, it's up to you. If there is a split between us. I was on Acha's side, because I told you to be honest but you didn't want.”
“Yes yes, up.”
...*****...
With the style of settling like a reliable detective, Acha saw the atmosphere of the class of the rain on the classroom door. Actually, he can go straight in, but he must make sure first whether his lover is in his class or not.
“Lo want to find who?”
His net was staring at the young man sitting on the front bench with a thick package book. The pujaan class is not messing with the spirit of learning. No wonder if there is a mention if the class of the pujaan is a class that always sebet race held.
“Their name is?”
The young man who was asked looked at the bench who was in the second row. Looking around then shaking.
“You know where he is?”
“Gak.”
“A-ah. Okay.” Acha then left there not forgetting to say thank you.
As her feet stepped her beautiful brain thought of the possibility that the idol was in the back garden of the school. Regularly enjoy the atmosphere that according to his lover is calm and peaceful.
With a cheerful smile Acha headed towards the place. Kiss once again the lover's jacket before he will return it. Although he had previously washed, but the faction of the owner somehow still left here.
AN:
Ajarin Acha cook fried rice dong.
Kasian Rama could sprain his tongue later. Wkwk.
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