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“Hah…. I'm so tired of Jaga” said Dicky while stroking his chest.
“It is fortunate that I can escape, if I can not really cod me earlier, fiuhhh” Dicky leaning his body on the tree behind him.
“Dicky?”
“Clara?” dicky said with sparkling eyes.
“Eh wait, how come this clock is still out? Where to?” dicky said worried.
“That, I was going to kemupemarket, but it's closed, this I want to go back now, uh but ki, lo face why so bonyok that? I think I finished fighting” Clara said while trying to hold Dicky's face.
“Aduh ra, do not touch, still hurt so much” Dicky grimaced while holding Clara's hand mode.
“But it must be done immediately ki, danger if diibiarin” said Clara again blowing Dicky's face slowly.
“Gosh ra, breath lo aja fragrant, how do I not fall in love with lo” murmured Dicky in the heart while enjoying the breath Clara.
“Ki, how are you even silent? I just this” protest Clara.
“Hah, uh sorry ra, yes nantik until my home medicine, you just calm do not worry, but why do you always pay attention to me, later if I baper how?” dicky asked as she gently held Clara's hand and placed it on her field chest.
For a moment Clara was silent, “Yaa you are my close friend, when I was sick you are also always the same attention I am, so now replace, because you are sick, because you are sick, so I pay attention to lo” said Clara quickly.
“If I love you how?” dicky asked seriously as he stared fixedly at Clara's eyes.
“Em, g-gue seems to have to go home ki, s-soal it's been too long I'm outside, I'm afraid nyokap nyariin, bye” said Clara immediately left Dicky alone.
“CLARAA!!” I LOVE YOU! I LOVE THE SAME LO” cried Dicky loudly and Clara instantly accelerated her path.
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“OMG!!! Why is gini anyway?” pissed Clara hit her own roll.
“And why do I have to groggy in front of Dicky, if he thinks I also like how, I do not love just the same Daren, my feelings to Dicky just as dear as a friend, as a friend, no more” said Clara holding her own chest.
While he was still at war with his heart and mind, a single notification came into his phone.
Ting …
“Clara” ⁇
“Iya darling, you why?”
“See this” wrote Daren while sending a photo, which turned out to be a photo of his hand that was sharp.
“ASTAGAA!” peekit Clara's. Then he called Daren.
“Why you? How can his hands be like that, hiks?” ask Clara who started crying.
“Eh I'm not papa kok who, Just a small wound this doang, already yes do not cry.” Daren's words calmed Clara down.
“Yes but why is it that long? Who's been nagging him?” ask Clara's upset.
“Ya Dicky who else” said Daren with an annoyed tone.
“Wait, Dicky? So you guys gave birth again?” ask Clara's upset.
“Dia first yang” says Daren.
“What is you?” clara asked insinuating because usually the one who can not hold back emotions is Daren.
“Gosh, you don't believe me? I'm honest ra, no lie.” replied Daren with a slightly raised tone.
“But usually you who like emotions first.” said Clara did not want to lose.
“He wants to make you a bet, so I'm angry, I hit him, but apparently he has a gun in his jacket, yes this is the result! If you still do not believe you, it is up to you.” said Daren then hung up the phone unilaterally.
“No, there is no way Dicky kayak like that.” muttered Clara and then sat limp next to her mattress.
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