Paid Boyfriend Brother Ketos

Paid Boyfriend Brother Ketos
22. Bu Pik Kepo



Fionns


"What's? What do you mean offer, ha?" The girl whose hair had now been rolled over her head and tied up carelessly knew she was in front of me again. He looked up and tiptoed so that his face became close to mine. And this is not done as a warm romantic body language. However, he got in my face because he really wanted to get in my face and challenge me. "Don't you think about your parents who have this city, everyone in it can be free to bargain as good as lo jidat. Don't you think because I'm a poor man you can treat me as you please. I don't have any money, Fionn, but I still have my pride!"


What the fxck?


What does HE mean by saying all that? Don't tell me that he interpreted my offer as an offer to ... what? His body is just those bones?


Eeeews. For some people, maybe she belongs to the category of beautiful and become the type of girl they like, but not for me. He's too .. flat. And flat means boring. And I don't like boring things. Whatever the shape.


I couldn't help but scream disgust in my face after hearing Kim's words. I suddenly pulled my head away from his face.


Nope. After hearing his opinion that is far from reality and sounds very judgmental, I do not want to consider this girl, her expression and big eyes, as a comic and very interesting again. No. I don't want to deal too far with this type of people who feel right on their own like him.


Fxck. Fxck. And fxck 'em all.


If I wasn't in this position, maybe I would never have dealt with a holy-ass chick like Kimaya. However, what to say. I have to keep dealing with him. At least until my assignment is done and my grades are no longer threatened. At the very least, yes .. during these three months.


"Oh, my fxcking God, what?" I'm not finished thinking. I scrunched my nose in exchange for my ringing. "Sorry, yes, before." I started. "But you're not my type either. Not in the slowest instead," I said while watching Kimaya from head to toe and back to her head again to give emphasis. "Yup. No. No. Sorry not so sorry."


I could see the girl had just swallowed one big gulp of her own saliva.


I gave myself a high five in my head. How, Kim? Still feeling superior now, hm?


In Kalakian again Kim snorted. "I think I want to be the same guy as you," he debated with a sour face.


Oh, nice. Behind what the fuck am I, huh?


Once again I give appreciation to myself who has managed to capture the shadow of shame that he has painstakingly hidden behind the anger and indifferent mask that is attached to his face now.


Ah, ah, ah. You're still a regular human, huh? Still have feelings and concern for what others value about you and your life. Okay, okay. Good to know. So I can turn this into a weapon for yourself later.


Sometimes I don't think that the demons in my brain can be that smart. I'm pretty impressed right now. With only the capital of observation, he could find the opponent's weakness in an instant.


Damn.


"Well, what a great thing to discover!" I said with a made-up tone. "Then I don't hesitate to make my offer."


"Huh." Kimaya chuckled, spitting. "It turns out you were still hesitating, huh?" tanyakanya. "If you still have doubts, I can't wait to see how your face looks when you're sure."


"Oh, huh? You're impatient, aren't you?"


Without being invited he entered while carrying a tray that contained a cake and two glasses of orange ice. His lips were drawn from ear to ear, but his eyes were looking around the room and ended up in us.


He's still staring at us.


What the heck? What's there to watch out for from two teenagers standing face to face, anyway? Our clothes are still complete. We're not in any awkward circumstances either.


Then why is she still staring at us?


I have failed to understand my duties in this house. Is he a professional who is deliberately paid to take care of his mother Kimaya? Is she really just a housekeeper who doubles as a "nanny"? Or, she was actually just a mother-mom who was a neighbor next door and happened to be stopping by when we came home earlier?


Clearly, he was too kepo for my liking.


"Oh, yes, Mom. Please put it on the study table, "pinta Kimaya who I feel also began to feel bad.


"Eh, okay," said Ms. Pik. He was still glaring at us when he put the wooden tray on a table not far from us.


Just crazy! The mother willingly turned her head almost one hundred and eighty degrees!


Really crazy these julid moms.


"Thanks, Mum." Feeling the need to take action, Kimaya finally banished Bu Pik subtly by herding the woman towards the door. After the two legs of Bu Pik were outside the door line, he immediately locked the door leaf from the inside.


"Yes, God." He's sighing. "Gue won't survive that woman tomorrow."


Once imagined, I am very happy because I am not in his position. Once I saw his strange behavior, I felt like I was on the verge of insanity. Especially every day, for days?


Borrowing a vocabulary that is often used by my bokap, Zum Donnerwetter!


God damn her's.


Now, when the arena was clear again, and it was difficult to be safer because the door had been locked tightly, I finally started our conversation again. This time more seriously. "So, I have an offer for you."


Kimaya raised her eyebrows. "oh, yeah. That's, the one I've heard from before" he said, leaning against the door. Again and again he crossed his arms in front of his chest.


By the way, why does this girl like doing that so much, anyway? What is he trying to protect?


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