My husband's a servant's son
S2~ Episode 80's
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"Hi, can you sit here?" greeting Refan without further ado directly sat himself beside the woman he was talking about earlier.
The woman took a quick glance, then looked back at her book again without caring for Refan.
"Mmmm, know me Refan .." he said as he stuck out his hand. But the girl was just a duck.
'Very nice girl, my time in Cuekin. Watch out later will also be Lo klepek-klepek same me. Don't know who I am yet, ' Refan grumbled inwardly.
He sighed then pulled his arm back while smiling falsely, "Oh iyah kam-"
"If nothing matters don't meet me!" he said it was cold and went away leaving Refan alone.
"Huftt .. calm Refan is not how much, Lo can certainly get his heart. Just this time there was a girl who dared to cuekin me. So the more curious I am" gumman Refan.
"Ha-ha-ha ... Rasain Lo Boss! Dicekin right? I said what too. Just give it up, free will not be able to Lo get his heart!" ledek Gio who just came with Ciko.
"Ckk, ngeremehin me well Lo! See if later he will definitely klepek amu me. I'm not the kind of person who gives up easily! I'm not a loser! The stakes are also still valid for another month," Refan said seriously while looking intently at Gio.
"Hmm canteen yok, laper me!" ciko said to divert their conversation.
"That's what I'm trying to find. With pleasure, come gaskeunnn!" sahut Gio is excited to hear about food.
"But Lo payin yah," said Ciko who made a happy face Gio immediately changed.
"Well he said rich but asked me to pay. I know I'm not a poor person, want to eat just have to sell the house first. Hicks ... You want to make me suffer even more after Payin Lo eat," said Gio pretending to be sad.
The plot!
"Aw! Hikss .. have a good Lo ama me, sick tau! Play with my nutmeg!"
"That's very much Lo! Kew times pay us both! My wallet is also left behind" said Ciko, who had been snapping Gio.
"I told you that gu---"
"Whisper Lo on! Come on, I'll pay, go in!" sahut Refane.
"Oh with pleasure! Come on please Boss Lo first," said Gio as he bent his body and invited Refan to go first.
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Ngampus.
"Eh Boss, you're a potential girl!" said Gio while patting Refan on the shoulder. He pointed towards a beautiful woman standing in the courtyard of the campus, seemingly waiting for an invitation.
"What the hell!"
"That's the one who was cuekin Lo. Samperin napa, I think he wants to go home. Lo anterin aja, itung-itung approach," said Gio.
"Actually I'm ogah, but I had to," said Refan lazily went to the woman.
"Hi, want to go home? Just go yuk! Keb-"
"No need, someone has picked me up!" he said it was cold then passed away and got into a white car that had just arrived.
"Ckk, nyebelin very tuh girl!"
"Eh sir stop!" he said to the driver.
"What's the Non?" ask the driver who stopped his car on the side of the road. Coincidentally the road was also deserted.
"That's not Gibran yeah?" he said, pointing out the window that looks like a man named Gibran was being hit by two people.
"Oh Iyah Non, that's Den Gibran," said Mr. Jay, his personal driver.
"My company samperin get there!" bring cold Salsa followed by Mr. Jay.
They got out of the car and approached the three men who were fighting.
"Gibrans!" call Salsa who makes everything turn straight.
"Sister Salsa?"
"You two get out of here or I yell!" cold Salsa pinta. Which without further ado the two men immediately left them.
"Gibran you're gaping right? Not sick? It's up to the gini bruise" Salsa asked worriedly.
Gibran did not answer, he was dumb. Still can not believe his brother who has always been indifferent and does not care about him. Apparently worried.
"W-Aren't you worried about me?" asked Gibran still in disbelief which made Salsa immediately speechless and averted his eyes.
"Hmm, let's go home! Your motorbike will let Mr. Jay be the same as Mang Ujang just take!" salsa said that came back cold.
Gibran just said, they went back into the car. Because of the pity of seeing Adeknya's face hurt, Salsa finally threw away her prestige.
It cleans the wounds on Gibran's face and the corners of Gibran's lips with a wet tissue. Then pick up the P3k box that happened to be in the car.
"Ahkk Brother, slowly hurt!" ringis Gibran not covered by Salsa. After he finished cleaning the wound, he immediately took the red medicine in the P3k box.
"Some of the reason, go home from school instead of going straight home. Even wandering, wearing fight all over again. You're making trouble with them?! It is also impossible that they suddenly hit you that way for no reason! Fortunately, my brother came earlier, if not already you," Oceh Salsa without looking at Gibran who looks hard to open the lid of the red medicine bottle.
"Here you let Gibran go" said Gibran softly with a smile.
Salsa looked up, "What are you smiling about?"
"I'm just happy to see Brother Kayak gini. The chatty, the attention, not the usual kayak that is always cold and indifferent to me. Hmm even I could have thought that Big Brother doesn't love me, I guess Salsa doesn't want to think I'm sister!" gibran said that made Salsa speechless.
'So long Brother Cuek does not mean Brother does not love you. Indeed, Brother used to be annoyed and envious of you. Because after you were born Mother's same father does not pay attention to me anymore. But just so you know, actually this big brother is very dear to you. I'd love to hold you and say that Brother loves you, but Brother is self-aware. Brother thinks with the condition of Brother like this you will be ashamed to have a brother like me. But it turns out that instead, it seems you want to be considered adek by me and it seems you want to see me no longer indifferent to you.' Salsa's mind while looking at Gibran's sad face.
"Mmm can you ask me not to be with you?"
"Happy, ask me what?" sahut Gibran pleased.
"S-as much as k-you ..."
"I why Brother?" gibran asked impatiently what his brother wanted to say.
"Actually you sa- ... Hmm did you make a problem what was the same as them until they got battered like that?" salsa said coldly while turning her gaze in any direction.
'Actually, what does he want to ask? His face just looked serious, but why did it change immediately! I'm sure this isn't what Salsa wanted to ask. There must be something else he wanted to ask, but perhaps he did not dare to say it, Gibran's inner voice while looking at his sister's face that seemed to be holding back tears.
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Mon sorry if a lot of typo scattered and mom sorry if the story gaje;v
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