Picking Back the Crashed Way

184 . She's My Girlfriend, My Choice!

"Allah .. My heart felt like it would be dislodged, I could not imagine how cruel Brother Priska at that time, he wanted to harm me in the school cafeteria, he also doused me with juice at the library while I was with Rivandra."

Zahrana hid his face behind Vishnu Baskara's servant. He was really not ready to meet Priska Prahara.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" asked the flight attendant when he saw Zahrana's face turning deathly pale.

"There's a tenacious keket, Mas."

"Whatt? The tenacious tight?"

The steward was shocked by Zahrana's remark that mentioned the tenacious keket.

"Your face is completely pale, Ra. Here there is no tenacious tightness, if there is tenacity later Mas throw away. Are you afraid of caterpillars?"

"It's so scared, Mom. The caterpillar is near, he's coming here." Zahrana is getting riled up. He was confused by Zahrana's words, because the Scouts' views were fixed in all directions, but he did not find the caterpillar that Zahrana feared.

"Mas Pramuja Vishnu Baskara!" Priska approached the figure of a handsome burly young man. Not knowing the shame of Priska Prahara hugging the burly body of the flight attendant from behind. He also rested his head on the back of the flight attendant.

Priska is very familiar with the body language and style if you want to visit his workshop at PWB Groups.

Although only one week was introduced by both parents, Priska was very familiar with her future husband. Yes, Priska Prahara is a woman who was betrothed by Bu Asma Nadia to her only child Pramuja Vishnu Baskara.

Realizing that there was a soft hand that hugged him from behind made the flight attendant surprised not the kepalang, Zahrana was no exception.

Zahrana looked shocked and shocked, seeing the tenacious keket suddenly hugged his cousin.

"OMG, the tenacious keket dare to directly hug Mas Pramuja? did he know Mas Pramuja? is Mas Pramuja his girlfriend? I wonder from a long time ago the nature of Priska never changed, is she not ashamed to hug men in public like this? it's not very civilized!" gerutu Zahrana's.

The steward turned his back, how surprised he was to see the woman he was about to be betrothed to, so bold and presumptuous as to embrace himself before his cousin Zahrana whom he loved so much.

"Let go! how dare you touch me, where is your shame as a woman? you know, you've made my woman jealous!" said Pramuja firmly, making Priska shudder in horror and spot his heart.

However, Priska still looks relaxed and suppresses her shame veins, let alone see a figure she knows now standing between herself and Pramuja who is recommended to be her future husband.

"What do you mean, Mas Pramuja Vishnu Baskara? I'm your future wife, and who do you call your woman?" ask Priska in a high tone.

"Who wants to make you my wife? I've got a better wife than you, introduce her to my lover Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra!" said Pramuja as well as his speech, Pramuja did not like Priska Prahara from the beginning met by his parents since one week ago.

Zahrana who listened to the words of the Master immediately refuted his eyes, wanting to feel he laughed as hard as he listened to the silliness of the Master who said if he was his lover, his future wife in front of Priska Prague.

Zahrana and Pramuja are cousins. "OMG, sure tenacious seems to be darting, what should I do?" bathin Zahrana with clear thinking so as not to get the fistfight again like the white-blue period before.

Priska Prahara stared fiercely at Zahrana, he really went up black to see Zahrana who is now amazingly beautiful and charming in comparison to him.

In addition, Zahrana has blocked his love relationship with the Pramuja makes Priska more angry with Zahrana.

"Si*l, even though the lady was wearing a hijab, still her charm and beauty were 1001 times more beautiful and charming than me, how dare she snatch Mas Pramuja from me!" bathin Priska with a murderous look towards Zahrana.

Noticing Priska's unfriendly gaze, Zahrana was on standby. He did not want to look weak and trampled by the figure of Priska as when he was in school first, enough his pride in stepped by Priska and his friends at that time.

"Basar women jal*ng! hide the hijab behind your innocent face. From time immemorial until now you've always taken the man I love. You immoral woman!" priska with half running. He wanted to grab the veil that Zahrana was wearing.

However, Zahrana held back Priska's movements with her smooth hands which she had never been rude to anyone. Facing Priska Prahara made Zahrana defend her broken self-esteem.

"How dare you fight me, you little girl*ng! sell self-esteem to all men, free-faced beauties and hijabs if the behavior is nothing more than a woman of the night!" priska with explosive emotions.

Zahrana blocked Priska's arm with all her might, "Get your talk, brother Priska. I have never interfered and interfered in your life, why do you hate me so much? what's my fault? I have never had the slightest intention of seizing what belongs to you, from the past until now."

"If in the past, Rivandra's sister or anyone else present in my life, who you say is your lover who you captured, that's a big mistake. Because, in fact, they never love you and regard you as his lover. And one more thing, don't you ever show up in front of me. If I just want to insult me as a lady jal*ng, I'm not as low as Brother Priska thinks!" concluded Zahrana in full of emotions.

Zahrana threw out Priska's arm which was strangled by her, so that Priska's arm looked red by Zahrana's scar.

Priska grimaced in pain, but she felt happy because seeing the tenderness of Zahrana's heart was now blown away, she looked happy because she could provoke the emotions of a Zahrana who was once famous for her politeness and gentleness, but now there was a look of emotion from the look on Zahrana's face.

"Finally, I can see your weak point Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra!" whispered Priska's heart with her sneaky grin.

"Zahra, where are you going?" ask the steward by pulling Zahrana's wrist.

"Let go, Mom! take care of Mas's uncivilized future wife" said Zahrana by trying to hold back her tears from falling.

Zahrana was hurt by the words of Priska Prahara who railed against her as the girl jal*ng and the woman of the night.

"Hey, you look ugly like this?" said the flight attendant by pulling Zahrana in his arms. The steward was not at all concerned about the presence of Priska Prahara, which he feared was the figure of his cousin's sister as well as his little angel Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra.

Priska felt angry to see that the Pilgrim loved Zahrana so much, he did not know that Zahrana and Pramuja were cousins.

"Based on women jal*ng!" Priska was about to pull the veil that Zahrana was wearing. However, by sparingly Pramuja twisted Zahrana's body so that what was pulled by Priska was a uniform PWB groups worn by the Pramuja instead of a Zahrana veil.

The steward who was caught off guard by Priska's behavior also opened his voice, he could not bear to see the figure of Zahrana, a woman he loved so much was hurt by Priska's extreme behavior.

"Prisca Prahara, you are really outrageous! you've hurt my woman! don't expect me to continue our matchmaking, I wouldn't have a wife like you, no manners and morals!" snapped The windy steward.

"So, you rejected me just because of this lady jal*ng? I will stir your rude attitude towards Aunt Asma Nadia" Priska said with a stomp of her feet.

"Please, fight! if you don't have any shame, I'll complain about your vile behavior to my mother, and I'll make sure this match is void and you lose!" threaten Pramuja, thus making Priska silenced for a moment.

"Based on a crazy woman! it's a good thing I haven't proposed to her, otherwise I could die standing up!" muttered the servant to himself.

Zahrana finally shed his tears that he had been weeping since, almost his veil was removed from his head, because of Priska's actions. Zahrana crying in the arms of the servant.

If there is no Pramuja who knows what Zahrana will be, of course, his pride will be further torn apart by Priska's brutal attitude towards him.

The steward wiped Zahrana's tears, "Don't cry my lover, my soul mate!" said Pramuja spontaneously, making Zahrana freeze in place.

"Yes Allah .. did I not mishear Mas Pra's words just now? is he acting in front of Priska's sister?" bathin Zahrana's.

Zahrana who thought that if Pramuja was acting to heat Priska, finally participated in the game of Pramuja.

"Thank you Pra for all your sincerity, thank you for all the love that Mas has dedicated to Zahra. Zahra is so lucky to be the woman of choice!" zahra said by pretending to look at the face of the flight attendant and stroking the two cheeks of the handsome and very handsome man.

Pramuja's heart rate felt racing, when getting the attention of Zahrana is not as usual. He was swept away by the strands of Zahrana's words and charm.

"Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, I really love you!" said Pramuja by holding both hands Zahrana attached to his cheek. He also stared fixedly at Zahrana's face.

Seeing the intimacy created between Pramuja and Zahrana also finally makes Priska hot. He went out from before the servant and Zahrana.

"Awas you Zahrana, I will make calculations with you! I'll make sure your life never calms down because it always upsets my happiness!" bathin Priska, he left from Aisyah Boutique Collection carrying all his disappointments.

Priska's heart intention wants to give a surprise to the flight attendants by following wherever the steps of the flight attendant. Until she was determined to enter the Aisyah Boutique Collection to follow her future husband, who had been betrothed by both parents respectively.

However, far from the fire than roast an unexpected encounter with Zahrana seemed to destroy his self-esteem and his dream to be coupled with the figure of the steward Vishnu Baskara.

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After the departure of Priska, there was a priest who still continued to hold tightly to Zahrana's body. He continued to look at the beautiful face of the young woman with increasingly passionate feelings towards his cousin's sister.

Seeing those tiny, seductive lips made the malevolent of the flight attendant increase to 99.99%.

The steward was swept away in the cradle of love towards the figure of the woman a thousand charms, who is still holding him friendly, the distance of the lips of the Priest against Zahrana is still one inch away.

The steward wanted to kiss Zahrana's lips, but Zahrana swiftly put her index finger on her lips, so that the one kissed by the Priestess was not her lips but her index finger.

Zahrana pushed the body of the Preacher, "Sir Priscana has gone Mas, our acting is done!" concluded Zahrana by distancing himself from the presence of the flight attendant.

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Enlightenment 👉 "Anger is like a fireball, but if you swallow it, it will be sweeter than honey. Saying it like a drug, a small dose can cure but if overdone can kill. Nothing hurts more than sin."