Love Wrong Connects

Love Wrong Connects
A Meeting For Regrets



If this strange woman leads to Ringgo, plis really says that this is a dream.


If this strange woman smiling is Ringgo, say that Ringgo is mabok again.


And if this weird quadratic woman is now sitting in front of Ringgo, okay, please wake up right at the IGD.


Edgar's head almost broke, aka the mending oath playing pokemon tos-tosan at the Tian boarding house rather than here!


            “Edgar...”, the woman in the fire suit was greeting sweetly.


            People are still paying attention. So strange. It doesn't matter if he comes a complete set, we can all agree that he is really a firefighter who is again the task of continuing to thirst for coffee while nyemil kuaci. But which extinguisher do I have a new kinclong on the pole, use highheels, bring a beautiful bag for ngafe, and use sugarcane make up? Whynot?


            “Okey, I'm pretty sure elo Veye. Not playing!”, Ringgo shook his head.


Could it be God, he was made to die now? Or just how faint?


Ringgo believes a thousand percent of his life will never be the same again after this. Totally sure!


            “Dresses are striking, easy to find. Yup! Really right? Edgar aja from Veye entered already know this Veye, gausah said anything else,” he said beautiful. His voice was loud, exactly the voice that had been bothering Ringgo a lot lately. There is no medicine! Here comes the guy!


He pulled out a lipstick in the bag, polishing his lips again. A pretty kiss, then a smile. Okay, who's lipstikan still with a fire helmet that only opened the glass only? Veys!


            Ringgo shuddered, “I don't think my life will be smooth anymore nih”. He closed his face. Can you close the age, right?


            “Udah pesen?”, asked Veye, relax. Veye finally took off his fire helmet and wagged his short hair.


            “Belom, wait for you right. New coffee doang. Lacer naw. I was eating earlier.”, Ringgo sipped his coffee. Lying anyway, just acting, the coffee was already abis from earlier. Let it be cool.


            “Buy rice padang yuk out! Not here, mahal”, said Veye toned. Eyes sparkling. Good idea, right?


            That was not a good idea at all for Ringgo.


            “Hah? It's not crazy, you. I'm here for your interrogation, not a picnic tau?!”, Ringgo is upset not playing.


Honestly, when it comes to expensive food, Ringgo agrees abis. Unfortunately Veye invited to the restaurant padang, big no lah. Try to take it to the ramen stall, surely yes.


“Oke, elo who. Know me from where? And why do you always call me Edgar? How many times the hell do I have to say, I'm Ringgo! Ringgo!!!”


            Veye. He looked serious now, he was staring at Ringgo. The deepest look he could. The gaze that managed to make Ringgo who had risen apitam so up in office. Uh, no deng, down black, one step!


“Okey, Ringgo..”


            Ringgo. Looking forward to the explanation from Veye. This is his life now.


            Veye was seen getting ready to open his mouth, Ringgo was waiting curiously, his forehead wrinkled.


“Can't go to wc first? Take off his clothes my father is very hot turned out hehe..”


THE HUT!


            Cih, whereas it was really cool like soap opera, Inner Ringgo. The goal of number two Ringgo is to be a match player. Hang out with a dragon or turn into a demon. Very cool.


            Ten minutes later Veye returned, with a white crackle filled with the extinguisher. Now he looks more normal. His appearance, his brain is not necessarily.


            Veye wears a black white stripe shirt top. With a striking pink tutu skirt subordinate. It's a little tacky, but who cares?


            He came smiling. Not only had Ringgo repeated the same question, Veye thrust out a photo.


            “It's Veye time birthday. Edgar dateng, bring flowers. The flowers are still in Veye's room. Veye was very fond of...”, the girl stared at Ringgo inside. For the second time it seems.


            Not playing around in surprise, Ringgo looked at the photo. Himself? When's? The man with the colorful bouquet of flowers is also a doll. That's himself. His face is exactly the same. The way he smiles, his eyes, his hairstyle, everything. And next to her, Veye had a small smile on the photo. What a perfect photo.


            “That's me?”, Ringgo confused. “Hah??? When?”


            “It should be you...”, Veye clasped Ringgo's hand.


Between happy and sad. For the first time since Ringgo broke up, a girl clasped his hand. But God, can't you, the girl not this creature?


            “Elo from the future? Or am I the one who lost my memory? Is this prank or what? Please kameraaa kameraaa. Wah gilak this is if actually I am in prank, the thumbnail must be good crazy you for two adsence the same cave. Ahhh what the hell is this, you who are crazy! Can trending guaaa! Aaahhh..”.


            Ringgo screaming. Baffled. Successfully for the second time made a small commotion in the cafe. In fact, there are no cameras except CCTV. Suddenly crazy for himself. Veye covered Ringgo's noisy mouth with a tissue lying on the table. Lacking, it's a tissue that used to darken the shoes that was hit***bird!


            “That's Edgar. No one said it was Ringgo" Veye explained.


Although nothing enlightens me one bit.


            “Hah?”


            “But now, Edgar's position replaced Ringgo. Ringgo is Veye's Edgarnya. And Veye dear Edgar”, Veye again smiled.


Again take out the lipstick, polish it. The lips are getting red. Between sexy look or bonyok look.


            This is all complicated. Ringgo confused not a bitch. Please tell anyone what's going on in his life right now.


Photos there. That shabby photo. The color is monochrome. It's definitely an old photo. But, that photo. The edgar? Who the hell is this guy?


            “Udah ah, here's a photo for Ringgo. Mementos. Veye should be working any minute. Just want to flip this shirt has a father, well, we will meet again ya hihihi, but Veye who is erratic aja yaa. The choice of Ringgo menu is expensive!”, he said while standing. Prepare to go.


            Ringgo hastily held him down, “Eh uh... just a moment, it's good. You stayin I'm confused gini, the balloons running around our business! Mininal so cake buy rice padang”


            Veye's eyes dewy, “Nothing, Edgar used to live in Veye in a state of confusion. Now notice the taste? Not good to hang like this?”, the issue slowly.


            Veye left, crying. Ringgo silent, sculpting. Now he's really upset. Anyone whose name is Edgar, not very cool lo, elo who left Veye, I have to forgive.


For Edgar, no mercy for you!