Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

sad and happy

The thing I hate most when single and asked, when is marriage.!

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Rizal who was not very enthusiastic at work made the boss look at him with a frown, with Rizal who began to sit in front of him and lean his body on the chair and slightly shake it.

" What are you.?" ask Revan by looking at the file to sign.

" My mother came to the apartment." replied Rizal uninspiredly.

" Keep why your face is so scuffed if your mother comes to the apartment." he asked again. " Don't like it.!" smith again.

" Seneng instead klao my mother came to the apartment." she replied, making Revan look at her before she uttered again. " What I don't like is that he asks, when is his ex! tu Arisan friend Mama already has grandchildren all." he added again by mimicking his mother's speech, hearing Mario's complaint made Revan who was in front of him also laugh.

" Hahahah jomlo is acute." Revan's sneer made Rizal look at her. " I've been selling and not single anymore" he said with the rest of his laughter that saw Rizal looking at him as if plugging himself who is also the same as him, singles in marriage.

Rizal, who is twenty-seven years old, is still loyal to his solitude, not on Rizal's list to date, only once liked by women even he retreated before the war. Knowing the woman is close to the man who is always smiling and friendly when near her.

Indeed many like Rizal but he still does not want to have a lover, because for him the woman is a creature that is always complicated and a lot of anger, just like his endless mama when he was babbling because of a small mistake and will always be remembered for months or more.

until then he prefers to choose himself, enjoy work and spend his time off to relax without having to think about women.

Exhaling his heavy breath and will not get any solution from this friend or superior, who there he will even be insulted again with his singles status.

" Quickly marry when it is sold, before anyone is married." said Rizal by standing up from his seat and leaving quickly when Revan immediately looked at him.

" Fuck him insinuating me.!" gerutu Revan stared at the door of the room that was already closed.

" She.!! It's very difficult to get married" he said again by breathing heavily when remembering Dhira. Several times invited his lover to marry but always Dhira said not ready and not yet the time.

Whether he was too quick to ask her to marry or indeed Dhira just toying with himself, but it is impossible if Dhira toying with his love because Revan knows that Dhira is not like other women. Utilize her lover by asking for all the things she wants, but Dhira is not like that, she was an independent girl and never asked her to buy this even though Dhira knew that she would obey whatever she asked.

His lover is an independent woman, caring, and mature at a time that is not too old like him.

Awakened from his daydream when he heard the sound of a cellphone that sounded, smiling when he saw his name on the screen of his phone.

" Don't forget the provisions on the meal." message Dhira, who made Revan's lips smile at the message from his lover.

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Sending a message to his girlfriend to remind him of lunch, Revan asked to make lunch when he was leaving for the office.

Dhira was like a wife in the morning, where Revan slept with her for an hour, picking up Revan's work clothes in the living room, accompanying him to breakfast and preparing the meal that Revan requested and delivering it to the front when going to the office with Revan who kissed his forehead.

Several times Revan invited him to marry but he always refused with reasons that were not ready, indeed, she is not ready because there is still something that Dhira has to pursue to meet the needs of her brother later if one day Dhira is married and does not want to ask her husband to bear the needs of her brother.

For Dhira she wants to bear the needs of her brother with her own money when the cafe has grown rapidly and let her husband later bear the needs of her small family without making the burden again to meet the needs of Alex.

Because Dhira thinks not all men will be willing to bear the needs of his family when married later. The man would prioritize his family without thinking about his wife's family, wouldn't some men be like that! thought Dhira.

Hearing his phone that reads Dhira immediately opened it and get a reply to a message from his lover by sending a photo of him who was eating his lunch with the provisions that Dhira made.

" The food is good Beb, tomorrow bring me more supplies." wrote Revan makes the reading smile.

" Are you going to sleep at home?" dhira asked in the message, to which Dhira was stupid why he asked like that. Like he was expecting Revan to sleep in his house.

" You miss me beb.?" ask Revan back, with there a little surprised because of Dhira's message.

" Shy.!" muttered Dhira and tried to read her message which made her also surprised at the message she made to Revan.

" God!! why am I so stupid!" peekik Dhira's. " Why did I send a message like this to her, it was like expecting her to sleep at home" she said, grumbling herself.

" What do I have to pay.?" ask himself and flinch when his phone goes off again.

" Later to the house yes, do not forget to cook a lot of Beb. Mluach." Revan's message made Dhira round his eyes. Bite her lower lip and smile as she reread Revan's message.

Walking out of the room to go to the kitchen cafe before he returned home, he was eager to make a cake for Revan and his brother.

" Immy.?" greet Dhira while at the cashier.

" What's Dhira!" the answer was a little uninspired.

Squeezing eyes when looking at the image pout "You why?" ask her and sit in front of the tander bar

He breathed his heavy breath before he told his friend. " I'm sorry this morning.!!" with eyes that start to look glassy.

" Uh! why." said Dhira who saw the change in the face of Citra.

" I didn't accidentally hit a Dhir guy's car!!" answer Citra "and the severity of that man asking for compensation of ten million, ktp and my sim be a guarantee.!!" he said again by burying his head on the bar tander table.

" How to get to Cit!" dhira said "You don't have a papa, do you.?" he was a little worried about his friend.

" I'm a little sleepy and I'm not papa." Citra replied.

" I told you that I was tired or still sleepy do not go to work first and you can tell others to open the cafe." grumbled Dhira made Citra speechless, because Dhira always reminded himself to ask for help to his employees to replace him if he was tired.

Exhaling heavily when he saw a comrade in arms with him just fell silent and felt sorry to see him.

" Don't pout! come help me make a cake." invite Dhira to make Citra look at him. " Liet down later I help to nebus sim and ktp you." he said again and make Citra smile.

" Don't do much for a pay cut, huh.?" pinta Citra with a hearty heart, made Dhira smile and nod. And the two of them went into the kitchen to make cakes by laughing and telling stories.