Pearl of Compassion

CHAPTER 51. Kevin and Monica

"Can I take you home? It's already night." Kevin tries to get closer to Monica.

"Eh. Anu, Sir. I'd better go home alone. There is still the last bus. If you'll excuse me to go home, sir." Monica turned her body.

"I said wait! I'm taking you, it's not good for a girl to come home late at night. We're one way anyway." Kevin forced. They are one way. So rather than girls coming home late at night danger. After all, pdkt means.

"Well, sir. Sorry to bother." Monica stiff.

He never went out with a man. Even on holiday, he would just stay at home. But lately he often went to his best friend's house.Yah at least to enjoy a cake made by Mariani.

"OK I'll take my car first. You wait in front." Kevin smiled gently at Monica.

Deg deg.... My heart is why this. Monita smiled thinly.

Monica also edged forward according to Kevin's direction. He waited for the man to come home together. Sometimes he squeezes his fingers.

Tin... A new sports car from Lambhorgini Veneno. Indeed Kevin is not as rich as Ardan, but he also comes from at least a rich family. He never liked to wear a driver. He prefers to drive himself.

Huh huh? Monica sculpting. Saw Kevin in his car. He hesitated to step into the car. Kevin was impatient. He got out of the car.

"Monica! Let's go to the night!" scream Kevin.

"Yes, sir." Monica then runs into Kevin's car. Kevin opened the car door. Permit Monica to enter.

"Thank you." Monica smiled stiffly seeing Kevin treating her like that.

Kevin then drove around the car and sat down. After putting on his seatbelt, he turned his car into the direction of Monic's house.

"Tomorrow I won't go to the cafe." Kevin started the conversation. Trying to melt the awkward atmosphere.

"Why, Sir?" ask Monica astonished.

"Hey, why are you calling me sir? Am I that old?" Kevin knitted his two eyebrows.

"Eh, how do I keep calling him?"

"Mas.... Like Ardan and his wife. I'm not old." Kevin grinned.

"Hehe... Yes, Kevin?" Somewhat rigidly Monica called her boss that way.

"I'll be in Wijaya's company tomorrow. Gotta go with Ardan meeting."

"Mas Kevin works at Pak Ardan's company?" Monica asked in disbelief.

"Yes. But I also handle other businesses. But the Wijaya company is big so yes be proud to work there. Price of friends. We did start this all over a long time ago. Since one campus maybe."

"I think Kevin has this cafe. Kevin turned out to be another job too."

"Yes actually I used to have my own company but since papa died the company went bankrupt and finally went with Ardan deh. He helped my economy when I had nothing. So yes, I owe him one" Kevin said.

"Don't you papa Kevin exist? Sorry for that."

"What's wrong, it's been a long time in school. I also have a cafe and a restaurant. So you could say my life is better now." Kevin smiled sweetly.

Crazy ... Sport heart this mah.

"If you?" ask Kevin.

"Eh ... Me? Why, Mas?"

"How's your life?"

"Of course I am, Mas. Nothing special."

"You're great, aren't you tired of going to college?"

"The spirit."

"Yes dong. I want to be a successful designer someday. Happy for my parents."

"Blessed parents yes. Yeah, mama's been having everything so it's just one mama's dream I haven't granted." Kevin changed his face. Like cloudy. Remembering that it was only her mother that she had.

"Yes, I give dong. I'm sure Kevin can. Kevin is a success."

"What's successful I don't even have my own company yet."

"Well, Kevin said that Kevin Mas has many restaurants and cafes. Kevin started from zero as well. Including the great loh. Still young." too."

"Oh, how old are you, Monic?"

"Kok being the age, Mas?"

"Well, can't you ask the time?" kevin asked, turning his lips.

"Hehe's my age this year, 19. Just graduated high school and went on a scholarship."

Difference of 7 years. Kevin. This year he is 26 years old.

"Do you think I'm old yet?" ask Kevin suddenly.

"Huh? Oh, no, Mas. It's just like Kevin has to rush to get married."

"Yes anyway. It'll be old as Ardan again."

"Hus can't talk about it. I did it Mr. Ardan."

"You defended him anyway. Whoa about his wife your best friend."

"Hehe yes, Mas. How come you're here?" They stopped at one of the restaurants.

"Eat night."

Kevin got out of his car. Then open the car door for Monica. Monica gawking. The girl did not move at all. After all, seeing the design of the restaurant, Monica became inferior.

"Let's get off. You're not eating?"

"No, Mas. I eat at home. Eat there first."

Money from where to eat in this place. Monica saturate while gulping her own saliva.

"I'll deal with it."

"No, Mas. I'm not a laper." Monica still refused Kevin's soft invitation. Yet.... Krucuk. Your mouth and stomach are different. Your stomach is more honest than your mouth.

"That sounds." Kevin held back his laughter.

Ni stomach why can not be invited to negotiate anyway pack event sounds all.

Monica was still not moving. Kevin lost his temper. The body of Monica. The girl's in a fight. As if I didn't accept what Kevin was doing.

"Mas, albinism! Shame, Mas."

"Silent. Being told to go down wrong on my own not to go down, I was hungry. Wait for you to come home."

Kevin did not stop the action while carrying Monica he walked towards the restaurant no matter a few pairs of eyes were confused towards him.

"Mas Kevin! Lepassin! Many people saw!"