Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

what a shitty morning

My morning with your pretty face, which makes me always want to be close to you.

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The tomboyish girl who was wriggling her body when she was disturbed by something heavy above her waist.

Opening his eyes slowly with himself who was still sleepy from only sleeping a few hours. Just smiled for a while and went back to sleep before Dhira finally opened her eyes in perfect surprise when she saw Revan who was next to her with her sleeping one embracing her.

" Brother Revan.!" strangled Dhira and was about to wake up but was held back by Revan's hand which tightened his body and hugged him tightly.

" Morning Beb.?" greet Revan with a smile.

" Please brother! Alex's brother will come." said Dhira, who did not answer Revan's greeting first.

" Alex is coming with Minah to the supermarket" replied Revan, making Dhira look at her.

" To the supermarkets! up what." said Dhira.

" Among the same driver Beb." he replied. " And don't be afraid the driver will keep Minah and Alex" he said again, seeing Dhira a little worried, staring at Revan's smiling face and nodding made him believe that Revan's driver could look after Alex and make him feel good.

" So, keep saying in Dhira's room" said Dhira "Don't look for opportunities, let's take it off" he said again by trying to release Revan's hand on his waist.

" I want to sleep with you Beb." replied Revan who made Dhira round her eyes.

" It can't be that it's not legal yet" Dhira said.

" Mangkanya Beb let's be legitimate" he replied again.

" What do you think marriage is easy" said Dhira.

" It's easy! I'm the one looking for money, you're the one at home. If I have paid the money I love all of you, if not enough until a month later the debt is only in the office koprasi." replied Revan with a smile, making Dhira round his eyes and laugh.

" You once owed me a debt." asked Dhira with a laugh.

" No, the story is rich people have no debt" replied Arzan "Everything is in debt, pay it every month, if it is paid off later in the bargain again ask for debt." he said again and was nod by Dhira with a laugh because the one in Bilan by Revan was indeed true.

" But take it easy, your lover is a hard working man, will not make his wife miserable and will still make my wife happy until old age." revan said by rubbing Dhira's cheek made Dhira smile with red cheeks and hit Revan's chest small.

" And I will be a happy wife, and lucky to have a husband like you." Dhira answered making Revan smile at her and brought her face closer to kiss Dhira's forehead, getting a morning kiss on her forehead made Dhira moved and happy until she tightened her body to sleep back in Revan's arms.

Hugging her lover's body, gently rubbing her back and kissing the top of Dhira's head until she feels satisfied and begins to fall asleep by hugging each other.

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The morning is greeted with a slightly crowded city road vehicles that will go to work.

The image of riding his motorcycle with a feeling that is still sleepy due to lack of sleep makes him fall from the motor when he hit the car in front of him.

Surprised and aware of the drowsiness that has been lost due to him hitting people's cars and seeing a dizzy rear car as a result of being hit by his motorbike .

" I'm sorry, sir, I did not accidentally" Citra said with her head lowered.

" Aren't you papa?" asked the man to Citra, making Citra look at him with eyes that could not be blinked.

Looking at the little girl who was staring at him unblinkingly made him feel confused and waved his hand in front of the girl to resuscitate her.

Small jerks and began to wake up from his daydream until Citra felt wrong behavior.

" I'm sorry Brother, I was not accidentally" Citra said once again.

" Are you hurt" the man asked.

" Ehm no brother." he replied "but I wrecked your car, brother." he said again and the man stared at his dizzy car as a result of being hit by a motorcycle by the girl in front of him.

" If it's worth it." replied the man made Citra round her eyes when the man told her to make a restitution, and, Citra thought it would not compensate for the damage to this man's car when this man was so attentive to him but the image was wrong.

" Eh, indemnity.!" squealing Imagery

" Hmm." replied the man with a flat face.

" How much is it all." asked Citra with a pouting face.

" ten million." he replied, and it took Citra by surprise.

" Ten million.!" screech and nod the man "This is not too bad, brother! how can it be up to ten million.!" image grumbling that saw the car that was hit was not too severe.

" You think fixing this car is cheap!" said the man began to be a little angry "It's a dime and scratched, must be fixed all and must be the same as before" he said again.

" I don't have that much money, I only have a million if you want to take it." said Citra who began to resign and took the money out of her wallet.

" Give me your ktp and sim." ask the guy to make Citra look at him and inevitably he gives her ktp and sim.

" As a guarantee that you can't escape your responsibility and this one million I took" the man said, taking Citra's money. " And here's my business card, if you've got the money call me" he said again and left Citra staring at him.

" But arrogant guy.!" ampat Citra angrily and flank into his two hands in front of the man who had entered his car.

While the man looked at Citra who was like a worm overheated due to his actions, and he could use Citra to help him if he needed something urgent later, he said, because really this man is very frustrated with the urgency and chatter of the residents of the house.

Drove his car to go to his workplace and leave Citra who was still angry because it did not help him in the least.

The image was really upset about the man's treatment, and he really wanted to cry once when his one-jut money was taken by the man without mercy, not to mention ktp and his sim was also taken by him. A man who has no feelings at all, Citra is really fooled by her handsome face which turns out she is very arrogant and inhuman.

Looking at the business card he had in his hand, it was eager for him to tear it apart and crumple it to his annoyance at the man. But it's not possible, if he did he didn't know how to contact the man.

" Rizal Hendrawan." muttered Citra by staring at the business card and put it in her bag, before she went to drive her motorcycle to work.

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