Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Separated By Different Paths

Cia stared lazily, at the woman who was becoming, an impromptu personal driver for her. Stiff women, who can never be invited to joke, or even chat dime.

Cia's breath was heard again, I don't know how many times. The 21-year-old girl preferred to stare out the car window.

"By the way, Mel! feel again fed the same robot made in Japan, tau no," said Cia annoyed.

While the woman who was affected by Cia's nagging, only gave indifferent shoulders. Both eyes seemed to focus on the street, not caring about the Young Miss, who was having her own words.

In fact, unbeknownst to Cia, his favorite red Jazz car, has been installed sound and image tapper by Galaska.

Where Galaska put it, only Gala, Melody and God know.

"We're going straight to DIAMOND QUEEN, Miss?" melody asked, finally the stiff woman spoke as well.

Cia who had been staring outwards, seemed to turn her head. His forehead creased, hearing the cold and merciless flat bodyguard's words.

"Certainly, if we don't go there where else we go, Melody is discordant" said upset Cia.

It was rare to speak, but once speaking annoyed him. Why ask again, not their purpose there.

Cia again sighed violently, even the AC inside the car, not strong enough to cool the rumble inside her chest. The girl in the violet dress, lowered the car door glass. Hopefully the air that enters, can cool and calm the turmoil in his chest.

In fact, Cia was seen propping up her chin, her eyes constantly staring at the ranks of the buildings, the trees and the people they passed. Until, when their car is on the path of two, both eyes narrowed Cia, when he saw someone was driving a motorbike, which is no stranger to him.

The motor he was very familiar with, after Cia focused his vision. Even though their distance is quite far, it is impossible to greet each other.

"Mel Mel! melanin' car!" tell the Young Miss.

Without refuting, Melody lowered the speed of the car, which she was driving. The bodyguard's gaze was still focused towards the streets, he was not too focused, with what Cia was doing at the moment.

'As Alkan?' call Cia in your heart.

Cia's gentle gaze never broke. The girl continued to stare at her wide back, the future priest.

Until, when the car is aligned with the dirt bike, with a considerable distance far enough. Cia again muttered the name of the man, who was always in his heart and mind, for several months.

'As Alkan?' call Cia in the heart, again.

Whether because it was a match or coincidence, the biker turned to the opposite direction. Where Cia's red Jazz car is located, the rider is seen raising the full-face helmet glass, when he sees a girl waving, and smiling at him.

"Cissies?" mumbling slowly.

Seeing the girl's smile, made her reluctant to take her eyes off, but if continued could be a danger to her current safety. It could be, he would hit something that was in front of him.

In the full face helmet, Alkan smiled, the two vehicles continued to go hand in hand. Eventually, they were separated by a crossroads. Cia waved her hand, when she saw Alkan's dirt bike turn direction.

Alkan, meanwhile, raised his thumb without taking his eyes off the streets. The two are separated by different paths.

Cia's smile continued to be imprinted, even after Alkan's motorbike disappeared from his sight, which he saw from the rearview mirror. Without Cia noticing, if Melody was staring at him silently.

MELODY S**I JAPANESE ROBOT**

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