Mr. ARROGANT(I FOUND LOVE IN MY BOW)

NADINE'S A REBUTTAL

Riska cries after Zain leaves. The pain in his cheek was not much, but the wound in his heart was gaping. Zain never wanted to see all Riska's efforts.

At the back of one by one, Riska's personal data and photos in her past, when she was forced to get married because it was discovered by Zain and local residents, were having intercourse in her costs with Rangga.

When he was in arak time and was forcibly married to Rangga by local residents. Riska's remorse multiplied when knowing the bad nature of Rangga who likes to gamble and play women, Rangga also light hands. Rangga often beat Riska, even raping Riska (In rape husband himself yes).

It was then that Riska began to compare the nature of Zain and Rangga. In any case, Zain is much better than Rangga, even though Zain was from a simple family and Rangga came from a rich family. In fact, property is not a guarantee of a happy life. But love, loyalty, sincerity, sacrifice and compassion are the sources of happiness....

Riska regrets being tricked by the seduction of a stump crocodile like Rangga who always offers whatever Riska wants that can not be obtained from Zain. Money and warmth.

In fact, gambling and women make Rangga fall bankrupt. While do'a, effort and hard work make Zain rich. Riska regretted throwing away the gold for a piece of copper.

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At the traffic lights, the hot roof of the sun Nadine and her friends are peddling small figoras studded with seashells, the unique creations of MSME business actors. Activities organized by the campus. In addition to helping the development of MSME business owners, the results will also be donated to victims of natural disasters.

Nadine hugged a cardboard box in front of Dadan that read 'FUND RAISING VICTIMS OF NATURAL DISASTERS'

"Let's buy mas, funny-funny loh. Buy this get reward loh mas. The result will be donated to victims of natural disasters." Words like that came out of Nadine's mouth every peddling her merchandise. The parade is beautiful, attracting the attention of road users, therefore the sales results of Nadine sell hard.

Nadine approached a luxury car then tapped on the windowpanes to peddle her merchandise. When the window glass opened, Nadine's face turned gloomy when she saw Zain's appearance in the car.

Zain immediately pulled on Nadine's sleeve as she was about to leave. Nadine slicked her shoulders so Zain would let go of her hand.

Zain thrust a piece of check paper at Nadine.

"Write any number you want."Zain.

"No need..... Thanks." Reject Nadine.

"That's not for you but for nature's joking victim." Zain put the check into the cardboard box that Nadine hugged, because Nadine never received it.

"Diii....Iiiin...Iiii ..." The sound of the driver from behind. Zain saw the traffic lights had turned green and immediately gas.

Nadine went back up the sidewalk, covering her face with her palms like someone doing a flag ceremony. Suddenly the hat landed on his head.

"Let's not hot." Said Dion who took off his hat and put it on Nadine's head.

"Thank you, brother."

"Either. Oya, what's that freak telling you?..." Dion who had seen Nadine and Zain arguing asked.

"Look..." Nadine answered briefly. Then Dion took the check from the cardboard box Nadine was holding.

"Nonsense, Nad?..." Dion's forehead frowned.

"It's up to me to give you any number..."

"Geez, brother... That number is too big." Nadine looked up at the nominal that Dion wrote in the check.

"It's okay, hereafter savings."

Nadine's head turned upward as someone covered her. When he looked to the right, Nadine was surprised when Zain was next to her. Zain picked up the hat Nadine was wearing and then put it on the head of the biker's son.

"For you." Zain.

"Thank you, Om..." Answer the little boy.

"Damn it, elo again...." Said Dion in a high tone staring at Zain cynically.

"Sir Zain what the hell?..." Nadine complained.

"I've said it before, I don't like to see you wear a gift from him." Zain answered without guilt.

"What do you mean?..." Dion's voice was rising. He who was annoyed pushed Zain's shoulder.

"Keep your dirty hands." Zain tried to hold back emotions.

"Sister Dion, don't make a fuss here to be ashamed of the sight of so many." Nadine pushes Dion's body away from Zain. Nadine left the two of them, walking towards the empty shophouse to shelter under the roof and then sitting in a long chair.

Dion and Zain walked over to Nadine. Both of them were both silent, giving hostile gazes. Zain sat to Nadine's right while Dion sat to Nadine's left.

Nadine fanned her neck with her hands, and it did not go unnoticed by Zain and Dion. The two handsome men moved from their seats. Zain went to the right and Dion went to the left.

Soon the two came to Nadine, their hands both holding ice juice. The difference belongs to Zain avocado juice while Dion Pineapple Juice.

"It's..." Said Dion and Zain simultaneously.

"Huuuufffh...." After sighing Nadine took the juice both then moved from her seat to give the fruit juice to the old peddler. Nadine doesn't want the two of them back in a feud if Nadine only chooses one of them.

"That's because of elo.... Nadine won't drink ice juice, I..."

"Whispering."

"Nadine belongs to me."

"Try taking it from me if you can." Said Zain with a cynical look. Dion doesn't know, if what he's dealing with is a member of the mafia.

"Ok, look who's gonna get Nadine." Dion challenged Zain vigorously.

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