Love Because of the Bet

2. Be home Together

Not without reason today Acha delivered a driver. To carry out his plan to succeed, of course, he must approach first so as not to be rigid. And her beautiful brain thinks if later have to nebeng or go home together with chilli boy. Ramah.

"Tumben same driver, usually use a car, bankrupt lo?" Indeed this Fidelya if you never use a filter but it's good to win the same rich people gini tuh honestly, there is no such thing as two faces.

"Your mouth has no filter. Here, I love instagram filters so cutean little, how?" Acha raised one of her eyebrows while scatting her chest.

"Ga need, my lips are plump. Kylie Jenner to ngiri."

Acha twisting lazy eyeball. Pulling the seat next to Fidelya then sat him down, "Where's arin?"

"Other kids are doing the same Rio”.

"Morning gini? don't you, too?"

"Lo g*b*ok or what?" Fidelya snorted in annoyance.

"Oh yeah, you're single from orok". Acha laughed until she held her stomach. It was great to upset Fidelya.

"Lo hasn't answered my question, why don't you take the car?"

"Gue will want to nebeng cabe boy so that more familiar. Cool is it my plan?" Acha said proudly by clapping her hands on her chest.

"Huh? how how's how? Do you want nebeng? Same Rama? Not yet ascended already got damprat”. Fidelya laughs at Acha. The score is the same right now, right? 1-1.

See

His mouth lemes like boiled kale.

"Basic fuckin' buddy. Good thing temen."

*****

Acha packed her books and writing tools quickly. He did not want to miss this mission. Look under the table, make sure there are no items left behind, then rise not to forget to attach the bag next to the back.

"Gue first, ya”. Waving his hands towards Fidelya and Arin with a flirtatious smile of his flagship.

"Hopefully success, Cha”. Arin waved with a cheerful smile.

"okay, Rin".

"Lo don't be shy if you can't dapetin tuh men”. Fidelya base, the theory of great practice is zero. Singles emang.

"Yes yes."

Acha dropped out of her class to the parking area. He smiled at the old bicycle still there.

Acha sat next to the bike. He ignored the strange gazes of students and students who passed him. He doesn't take a headache, he better wait for Cabe boy.

"Hi, Rama. I did not chat lo bales yesterday. Intentionally, huh?"

Rama snorted, "Ngapain lo beside my bike”.

"Emm... I want to take lo, want ya”.

"Gak”.

"Gue didn't bring a car. Yes, please.please." Acha looked at Rama with a pleading hand and as blank a gaze as possible.

"So. Movegir”.

"Please, Rama”. Persuade it with the look of a kitten. But the one who was stared at chose not to care.

"Lo can get your driver here or nebeng temen lo, not I”.

Rama got on his bike. He was ready to pedal, but the hand pulling behind his shirt forced him to stop. Because I don't want to have his shirt torn.

"This time it's Ram. Gu-gue is independent, later if there is anything you do not need trouble for me. Please, yeah."

Rama thought for a moment. He grins. Looks interesting.

"OK”.

"Thank You Rama”.

Just about to hug but the master even avoids, Acha so misbehaved. One habit if he is too happy then he will hug the person.

"e-eh. Come home."

...*****...

"Stop Ram, stop. I'm down here ya”. Acha fanned her reddish face from exposure to direct sunlight. His head is twitching. Hot capital city no kidding.

"Why? Nyerah?” Rama glanced at cynical Acha.

"Gue's not strong, Ram. I swear, it's hot. I ask to pick up my driver, sometime nebeng lo again”. Acha narrowed as she looked at Rama. His skin was flushed from sunburn.

"Necessary. Ntar lo gosong kalo nebeng I”. Rama is ready to ride his bike. He glanced at the cheap watch on his left wrist which showed at 2 p.m.

"Ih, not that. Maybe I'm not used to it yet. It all takes process, like you to me. I need to get used to my presence."

"Dirty. I want to go home."

As if knowing that Rama was going to prepare to leave, Acha held the young man's arm. He doesn't like to wait alone. His lips were pursed.

"When you want to leave a girl as beautiful as me. Not very gentle. We go to the cafe shop now”. Acha holding Rama-Ehm's arm. slightly dragging the actual-to caffe hits in the vicinity where it stops.

"Gue don't want to." Rama pulled out his arm that Acha was holding. He doesn't want to waste money on things he doesn't think are important. Not for the moment. Moreover, this girl even went to caffe with a decent price draining her wallet.

"Gue didn't accept your refusal. I treat. Am I crying or crying?”

Rama looked around. Many people pass by, if he does not comply with the wishes of the girl in front of him. Just be prepared to be the plotting of people here.

"Serah”.

"Yeah. Let's go. Btw, our position is like a newlywed yes. Bonce with butut bike. Very friendly, right?" Acha holds Rama's shirt so as not to fall.

"I'm pites lo." By the way."

...*****...

"Lo what do you want to taste?"

Rama swallowed his crude ludas. He grimaced in his heart to see the price listed on the cashier menu. Iced tea costs 25k. Though the ice tea that he used to drink even cost no more than 5k.

"Rame on? how?” Acha removes the debit card from its wallet card.

"Gue is not thirsty. Lo aj”. Rama said it was bad.

"Ish, it's okay Rama. I treat". Acha looked at Rama with anxiety. The guy just stared at the menu but didn't want to order.

"I don't want to buy. Daritadi saw the mulu menu. If it's hard don't have to be crazy here dong”.

Rama smiled bitterly. They are usually insulted like that. But why does it still hurt?

"Don't get me wrong, I can buy your mouth too if I need to". Acha snorted loudly, he ordered 2 cup ventie with the most expensive menu and 2 red velvet roll cake in caffe with green mermaid logo.

"Please wait for the order”, said the friendly cashier while returning Acha debit card.

"Lo shouldn't waste money on drinks like this”. Rama started talking after their order came.

"Wasting money what do you mean? gini doang”'s. Acha scoops the red cake with white cream on top and then overwritten again with red cake until stacked several layers.

Rama starts to spoon the same cake as Acha. His tongue felt pampered, it tasted really good not like the cake he bought in a regular store. Maybe this is called the price according to quality.

"Lo's here a lot?"

"Often, almost every day and my friends sometimes. Why why?"

Rama smiled faintly. He was trying to strengthen his heart, what the hell was he thinking. It is true that it is common if conglomerate children often come here. He had to think a thousand times, maybe.

"Eh, that's my driver came Ram. I'm back. Thanks for today. Bye baby, Muech”.

“Thanks for the transaction”.

Acha nodded her head then smiled widely. Waving his hands at her then disappearing behind the glass door.

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