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"Vers? She why?" ask Gibran to Verrel .

"Don't you know, I'm confused too?" verrel replied somewhat confused when he saw there was a girl who was just smiling herself in front of them .

"Hey why are you? What are you doing here, are you out of your mind, leave quickly!"gibran ordered, but the Princess only smiled while shaking her head as she gave a hint of not wanting to leave.

"Well this weird chick, did she run out of tambet huh? I told you to get out of front of us, or I'm gonna drag you out of here, spit it out!" gibran's orders."

"Jeez Gibran was so cruel to you?Maybe he needs our help again? Do you need our help?" ask Verrel to the Princess.

"Yes I need your help, I just wanted to say if I can ride back to your car? Take me to Jalan Permata beautifully?"ask the somewhat timid Princess.

"What?" gibran was surprised.

"No! You can't ride in my car, my car is very expensive, so if you want to ride in the other one, there are a lot of people here!"reply Gibran.

"Basic stingy!"reply the Princess who then threw away her face.

"Jeez Gibran you're a stingy fuckin' person. And who said this car was your car, this is my car? Ngaco you?" reply Verrel which then made the Princess smile, while Gibran was more upset.

"Oooh just I-I was apparently basic!"said Putri meledek.

"What do you say?"reply Gibran.

"No!"princess is scared.

"You? Can you ride in my car so just get in?" pinta Verrel's.

"Are you serious?"princess's Reply.

"Yes seriously, come in!"pinta Verrel's.

"Thank you!"

"Yes, come on in."

"Alright," replied the Princess who then he immediately got into the Car.

"And it's your job, Gib," said Verrel, throwing a car key at Gibran.

"Well, what does this mean?"gibran asked somewhat astonishedly as he showed me a key.

"you don't mind, do you? If today you just become a driver for us, my hand is a bit sick again because of the ball earlier, so you would want it? Yes ... Yes ..?" pinta Verrel's.

"Based reasons! Alright," he replied with a slightly pouting face. The three of them then entered.

"Thank you" said Verrel, who finally got into the car. And sit behind the back with the Princess.

"Continue now what do you mean? Why are you sitting there now, why don't you just sit next to me?"asked Gibran who was confused by the nature of the verrel at this time.

"Have you not rented out why? I want to sit anywhere, on the bridge, on the beach, on top of that, right, not me. Since when do you care what I do?"

"Yes too!"

"Oh yes, we have met before, but we have not met, know my name Verrel Rabata you can call me Verrel. What's your name?"

"My name is Princess Valeria Alexander, you can call me Princess!"

"Mmm what a good name?"

"Keep him who?" asked the Princess while pointing at Gibran who had just fallen silent while making his lips.

"I don't have a name, so you don't need to know who I am?"reply with annoyance.

"Based on who wants to know what your name is, no matter what your name is I don't care. And I'll never care, will I just ask if you're brothers?" reply to the Princess with great annoyance which Verrel then answered him.

"No! We're not brothers, we're just friends!"

"Oo thank God that's the case," the Princess replied with relief.

"Cock of gratitude?" verrel asked somewhat astonishedly.

"What do you mean?"ask Verrel who was surprised.

"Yes, I met the same tiger who likes to be angry is not clear. And now even meet again with this ice Mas, so it's very strange not this Cenderawasih High School?"

"Yes ... Aye ... Very strange!" reply Verrel who held back his laughter.

"Eh I now ask you, when Nyokap you pregnant you, actually mama you crave her what the hell? He can't possibly crave firecrackers, can he? Why are you so grown up talking about the origin of njeblak gini tuh lo mouth, use the event why do I mas Ice again?" gibran said, looking very angry.

Verrel who saw the debate the two of them were having, he could only help but laugh.

"Have you guys been fighting gini anyway?"

"Some of him first look for 'cause?" snapped Gibran.

"you first?" bela Princess.

"Have I told you why it's making noise again?"

After being blocked by Verrel, the two of them finally finished their debate.

And after getting a ride home. Finally the Princess also arrived at her residence when she arrived, they were both surprised to see the Princess's residence so large as a luxurious palace.

"Eventually arrived?" said the Princess who then they went all out.

"Put' is really your home?" verrel asked while gawking at the view of the house in front of him.

"This is my home, why are you so surprised to see it?"

"Don't I think you're the son of a very rich family?"

"Thank you for the ride, didn't you stop by for a second!"

"No, we don't have time, so let's get Verrel back now!"invite him who immediately pulled Verrel's hand.

"Gosh kamj why so rushed?"

"Let's go back!"pinta Gibran while dragging Verrel to walk.

"Yes ... Yes, yes, our Princess has returned first yes, the child Mami already wants to go home," said Verrel rather mocked Gibran.

"Dah ..." said Verrel as he waved his hand.

"Dahh too," replied waving as well.

"Is it better to wear all these?" sewot Gibran's.

"As much as I am!"reply Gibran who then he got into the car, while the Princess he immediately entered his house.

After delivering the Princess, Gibran and Verrel also chatted in the car.

"It turns out that the Princess is a child of a wealthy family, but why is her attitude so different from most people? Even her appearance, nature, and words really show that she is a very good woman and a very noble heart?" praise Verrel for the Princess, Gibran who heard him then interrupted Verrel's words.

"Well, are rich people good?"

"But I think I've started to have a crush on the Princess, maybe I'm in love at first sight huh since the meeting yesterday, even honestly she is also one of my ideal types, he said, so you're gonna help me?"

"Bantuin's? Help what?" ask Gibran.

"I'm just asking you to help me, can you help me get me to him? Yes, you can use any way, so you certainly want to help your best friend?"

"Well, since I don't want my best friend to be hurt by love, will I help you?"

"Are you serious?"ask Verrel.

"Am I serious?"reply Gibran.

"Thank you Gib? You are indeed my best friend, "he replied while embracing Gibran.

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