Milky

Part. 111

At the same time where Bima brought Khaira. Nasya was sitting down to finish the task with his friends.

"Nasya, who was the man who called you? Is that really your brother? He looks a lot like you," asked one of Nasya's friends for the next time.

The girl turned a lazy eyeball, studying the group this time can not be separated from discussing the matter of Bima. He was caught off guard by the same questions asked by his friends in turn.

"I told you he was my brother. What's up with you guys? Why do you keep asking about my brother? Who her? Really her?" sudang Nasya practiced how they asked.

The three friends chuckled at how Nasha grumbled. Their faces blurted suddenly as the shadow of Bima spoiling Nasya flashed through the mind.

"He's handsome, Nasy. Introduce us, who knows if one of your best friends will become your sister-in-law later," their jokes were met with a crisp laugh as Nasha rounded her eyes with her mouth gaping wide. Not likely.

However, the next second, he shook his shoulders. Just lie so they stop talking about Bima.

"My brother's a picky type. He rarely talks to strangers. About women, my sister-in-law's candidates are even very beautiful and don't talk much. Exactly the same as it seems. They are the same, as if we were reflecting. Well, my brother and his future wife are like that. You understand?" Nasya threw glances at them one by one. Affirming through the eyes what he just said. In fact, not necessarily true.

"Well .. heartbreak, dong!" exclaim the three compactly. Nasya mangosteen with a justifying expression.

They looked at each other with both shoulders coming down from their place. Lips that had since opened with laughter and smiles, now clenched and advanced about five centi. In his heart Nasya laughed cheerfully, feeling victorious for having played with his three friends.

"But wait! We still have a chance to get it as long as the yellow janur hasn't curved." Nasya dropped jaws of disbelief, how interested they were in Bima?

"Take a. You're right, we still have time to dethrone his future wife" greet the others with a burning spirit. Nasya rolled his eyeballs without changing his surprised expression. Lying is also free because they are still excited to talk about Bima.

"We just have to find a way how we can get his sympathy" the other one made Nasya sluggish.

"Happy fighting!" he said weakly while dropping his head on the table. He sipped his juice to cool off the heating head from the chatter of his three friends. He busied himself with the device in reply to a message with the lover. His lips smiled, forgetting about his three friends.

While they continued to laugh, fantasizing about Bima. Luckily, the task had been completed and they intended to spend some time together before returning home. Snack on the table is unconsciously lost due to being swept away in fictitious chatter. Until ....

"Namey! You should see this! Raise your head and take a look on the stage!" pinta was one of his friends. Nasya who was careless because of the chat messages with Revi had ended the man.

"My brother hasn't come yet, I haven't told him to pick up yet" Nasya said back uninspired.

"Not your brother, Nasy. Revie! Let's see Revi's proposing to a girl. Who her? Ah, he's Yola's friend!" another exclaimed while closing his mouth in disbelief.

Nasya hurriedly raised his head, turning it towards the stage. His hands clenched tightly, hitting the table firmly.

There, a man named Revi was kneeling in front of a girl with a rose in hand. He held a mic in his other hand to amplify the sound.

"Lina, will you be the lover of this long-lone man? I promise to love you only one. Accept my love!" revealed.

He glanced at the juice glasses that were still lined up on the table, rising quickly while grabbing one of the glasses that still contained half of it.

"Holy thing!" The three friends screamed. One of them snatched Nasha's phone and recorded what happened at the cafe. Video sent to Bima. Showing Nasya who is walking on stage approaching the two lovebirds who are in the spotlight. Without hesitation throw the juice towards the man.

Nasya stood on the stage, his hand still tightly gripping the glass he had just poured on the jerk.

"You said you were taking Mamah to the hospital? You're busy because you can't see me at this cafe, but we're in the same one. You are fucking! That's right what my brother said, you son of a bitch!" nasha said with a loud voice.

He throws a glass in his hands hovering right at Revi's head if the man doesn't manage to dodge. The woman who had just flowered gaped upset at the behavior of Nasya who he thought was shameless.

"Hey! Fucking girl! Whoareyou? Come here to disturb." His hand swiftly pushed Nasya's body back a few steps. The beloved hijab girl Bima, turned her head quickly towards him. He knew who the Yola group was.

"Of course I'm interrupting because three days ago he promised me the same. Now he says that promise to you. Do you want to be played with a male bastard like him?" yelled Nasya loudly.

While the man was still speechless, embarrassed and angry into one. There was also a bad taste to Nasya. Yola clapped her hands while taking the stage with one more friend.

"Aren't you the girl Bima saved at the time? Oh, coincidentally .. I still have a grudge against you. You envy her because she's more beautiful, sexy and attractive than you're messy and selfless. I'm right, not ... Revi?" Yola played her index finger on the man's chest. Blinking mischievously teased his defense.

"Really. He's right, Nasya. I need a companion like her. What I said to you was just a joke. You're too carried away, so it's not my fault that I'm looking for something more interesting than you" Revi said firmly.

The woman smiled triumphantly, she came to Revi and wrapped her hands around his arms. Mocking Nasya who was instantly speechless with tears falling.

"You're such a jerk!" Nasya's hand was raised, but Yola quickly caught it. He cornered the girl to the wall and pressed his jaw firmly.

"Holy thing!" The three friends screamed, but were stopped when they wanted to approach.

"There's no Bima here. Haha .. That means no one will save you, damned girl!" He pressed his grip making Nasya grimace.

"Kak Bima must have come. My brother will definitely come! Look, what could you do if he came?" cibir Nasha with a smile after glancing at a man with a sangar face entering the cafe.

There was no word, just his wide steps that continued to gallop into the cafe, continuing to climb onto the stage. Both of his hands removed those who were blocking the way. His face was blackened hideously. The three friends of Nasya who were looking gulped with difficulty.

"Die you!" aspat is one of them. Revi turned his back to see the arrival of Bima who was like an aljogo. His eyeballs widened when he saw the burly hand grab Yola's hair, pulling her firmly until the grip of the hand on Nasha's jaw slipped off.

The haughty woman screamed, grimacing while lapping Bima's hand which dragged her hair out of the cafe.

Bugh!