ROY ALVARO'S
Shopping
Lily sits in the long chair in front of the October class waiting for Natasha and Asley to leave the class. Roy also paid for training first until the afternoon. That's a sign that Lily must go home with Natasha because Lily is strictly forbidden to use her own car to school unless Roy tells her to.
"Have you been waiting?" natasha asked when she had just dropped out of her class. The girl was alone without Asley or Varsha coming out with her.
"Yes pretty good. Uh, how come the two boys didn't fall out with you?" ask Lily back.
As if he understood, Natasha immediately answered him without thinking about the boy Lily was talking about. Of course they are Varsha and Asley.
"Play the task of him who has not been around" replied Natasha. "Gue's going to the supermarket first. Do you want to come with what I want to anterin first?"
Lily thought as though. If she asks for antherin first it means Natasha has to turn around again. There's no way he should ask for anther. Lily doesn't feel good about herself, either, to her super best friend. If he goes with Natasha, it means he must first permission Roy and certainly also will not be allowed by the possessive guy. He had not been to the supermarket for two weeks.
Without thinking any longer, Lily decided to follow Natasha first to the supermarket without telling Roy.
"Well, let me go" Lily broke up later.
"Relatedly? Won't you be angry with your guy?" nathasha asked who was beginning to hesitate.
"It's sure it's okay. Calm down," Lily smiled and pulled on Natasha's arm to leave immediately. "Come on."
"But Ly, I'm not sure if we're out of this, we have no problem" Natasha said. "Gue doesn't want to deal with Roy, Ly. Let me anter you to the house first huh. Trouble going to the supermarket I can be there tomorrow anyway."
Lily shook her head. Just this once, he didn't want to obey Roy's orders. He also needs freedom without restraint from the guy.
"Lo calm down. This is my problem. You will not be angry anyway," said Lily calming.
Still with her silent gaze, Natasha finally nodded her head then walked towards the parking lot.
"Yes it is."
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"What do you want to buy, Ly?" ask Natasha while picking up the shopping cart and walking in the toiletries display case like soap, shampoo, toothbrush and the like.
Lily just followed Natasha's footsteps and walked behind her. He was also confused about what to buy. As he remembered all the equipment had been prepared by his mother. His hand was also holding an empty basket.
There's no word from Lily. Finally Natasha chose to turn around and face Lily behind her who just swiggled to the right and to the left.
"Ly?"
Lily stared without answering.
"What do you want to buy?" ask Natasha again.
"Dark."
Lily stared at the school supplies storefront. Looks like the ball is gone. He needs that now.
"Gue to school supplies first yeah, Nat."
Natasha simply nodded and continued her shopping again. Now the girl has switched to a snack storefront.
Lily went down the window and stopped at the pen in front of her. The girl took 3 different pen models, 2 grebel pencils and 1 type-x and put them in a basket.
After that, his eyes accidentally saw a cute brown notebook. He seemed to need the book to record the material and summarize it.
His hand began to stretch out to pick up the book, but suddenly someone's hand was already holding the book until Lily's hand and someone's hand touched.
Momentary silence. It was quite a few seconds and Lily finally came to a realization.
The girl turned to her side where the man was standing. Looking at his hand, he is a man. Could it?
Lily raised her head and found Farrel next to her with a smile on her face.
Pestilent.
"Lilly?" Farrel. It just so happened that she met Lily here.
"What's going on here?"
There's no answer. "Take that book. I'm looking for another one" Lily said, moving away from Farrel's hand to divert the conversation.
Lily took out a notebook in just any color. Bodo time he likes what is important he has to go quickly and stay away from Farrel.
"Wait!" Farrel held back Lily's hand that was about to move away from there.
Reflex. Lily took off that hand with a slight jerk. He's still conscious. He had promised not to be close to Farrel anymore let alone interact even though Roy would not know.
"You what?" ask Lily coldly.
"Begging no whatsapp lo dong" said Farrel with a sweet smile.
But Lily wasn't lulled.
"Make what?" ask Lily back.
"We're friends, right?"
Lily quiet. Why do you say friends? They only met twice. No one starts a friendship between them. So why should he feel that he and Farrel are in a friendship?
"I think we need to talk some other time."
Idiotically. Wasn't Lily's speech just a word to fish for them to meet again the next day?
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"Thanks, Nat." And."
After saying that word, Natasha's car drove away from Lily's luxurious residence.
It's getting late afternoon. It seems like his guess was wrong to shop for a while was wrong big.
Lily turned around to open the fence of her house by carrying totebag shopping with Natasha earlier.
At the gate, Lily was greeted by security guards and an aide and took the totebag from Lily's hand.
Lily walked towards the main door of her mansion and was greeted by someone with her flat and cynical face.
Roy Alvaro is here. And that's when Lily's heart was like heart gymnastics. Lily's face immediately turned deathly pale. Why is Roy here? Where is the car he used to drive?
"What are you looking for now?"
Lily took a hard sip of her saliva and her breath seemed to be stuck in the esophagus.
Lily peeked at the main door while Roy remained silent in place.
"What are the reasons now?" ask Roy again and approach Lily. Roy clasped Lily's cold hand with an indescribable smile.
"Your hands are cold, baby. Confused, how do you answer?"
Lily shook her head quickly. "I-I'm going with Na-natasha."
Roy cringing. "Natasha's Follows. Good a reason. Good job!"
Roy clapped his hands while chuckling to himself. "Why not understand me? Is your phone broken or old?"
Lily quiet. "Follow me!"
There's nothing Lily can do now but follow Roy's steps toward his car.
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TBC.
