Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

jealous

It hurts but it doesn't bleed, like I hurt when I see you with someone else.

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Dhira who just arrived in front of the house with him who was delivered by Kenzi immediately got off the bike and faced directly with Kenzi who also came down from the bike.

Dhira who usually choose between Dika home, now must be delivered by Kenzi. Dika had to bring a begal who was still unconscious due to a helmet blow from Dhira to the police station in order to follow up.

Dhira's punch is so strong that it can make a person unconscious, make club friend Dhira amazed and shake his head when he saw the pain fainted due to Dhira's punch.

" Is there a wound.?" kenzi asked as he looked at Dhira like he was enduring pain.

" No." she replied with a smile. " Thank you for coming home" Dhira said.

" Yes the same." she replied with a smile. " You should wait for us, don't act alone." added Kenzi.

" If you wait to come, the couple can be robbed and killed.!" exclaimed Dhira, which indeed has a point.

If robbed alone will not matter but if robbed and killed or raped it is a savage criminal is not. What else did Dhira really not have the heart to see that, benari risked his own life for the sake of people he did not know.

Staring at Dhira with a smile and daring to touch the top of Dhira's head made Dhira a little surprised and immediately rewinded his body until Kenzi's hand on Dhira's head hung.

" I'm sorry for Dhir's reflexes" said Kenzi, who saw Dhira keeping her distance.

" Yes no papa" Dhira replied with a forced smile.

" Yes, then I'll go home, good night." said Kenzi.

" Good night too, be careful" Dhira replied, chirping and nodding in response as Dhira paid little attention to her.

Waving his hands at Dhira before he took off his bike and was countered by Dhira with a smile, staring at Kenzi's motor departure until he breathed heavily due to the slight discomfort when Kenzi touched his head.

Opened the gate and a little surprised when he saw his lover who was behind the gate of his house.

" Brother Revan.!" cry Dhira with round eyes when her lover is in front of her.

" Where is your bike, and why is it not the same between him." cecar Revan who looked at Dhira with jealousy when he saw his lover with another man what else when he saw his lover touched by the man.

Smiling faintly as he looked at the burning jealous Revan. " My bike was in Dika's and she was having some business." replied Dhira and turned around to close the gate, so that she could smile widely. " Why is big brother here" he asked again, starting to walk into the house and followed Revan from behind.

" Why, I can't!" revan said with a bit of a slickness, making Dhira again hold back laughter due to the unfriendly sound of Revan and he went upstairs to go to the living room there, sit on the sofa with him leaning against his body that feels pain.

" Sister from earlier.?" dhira asked who saw Revan sitting on the single sofa.

" Hmm.!" answer's indifferent. " Why is your number off" asked Revan.

" Why?" dhira asked by squinting "No one calls and chats, yes I'm dead." he said again with a little insinuation of his lover.

" Alex is looking for you" said Revan, Dhira began to sit up straight, taking the phone in his bag reactivated his phone and found Revan and Alex calling him a few times.

" If Alex's sister calls like this, she knows I'm hurt" Dhira muttered inwardly staring at the missed call from her brother.

Putting her phone on the table and opening her jacket, Revan noticed Dhira who opened the hoody with a face that was like grimacing in pain making her frown.

" Why are you.?" asked Revan who started to speak softly to Dhira.

" Not papa?" dhira said with a smile. " It's already mad sis." she asked, making Revan pursed his lips and started to smile as Dhira smiled towards him.

" Just jealous!!" dhira Goda,

" Yes I'm jealous and angry" Revan said.

" Anged why." asked Dhira.

" Anged because you don't want to be invited to the road, jealous because you are close to a guy snot what else he rubbed your head." explained Revan with a nettle, hearing the words of the snot guy made Dhira laugh and closed her lips

Sitting cross-legged facing Revan, propping his head with two hands staring in anger as his lover was jealous and happy because this was his first time in jealousy with his own lover.

" Your-ulu!! the jealousy makes my heart melt!" seductive Dhira who gets an eye from her lover.

" It's a really good thing. if you're jealous.!!" god again with a pinch of both cheeks Revan.

" Don!!" exclaims Revan and starts shifting Dhira's body to sit on his lap.

" Can't I forbid you not to race motorcycles anymore, not to be close to your club boy friend! I'm jealous" he said half-asked his girlfriend who still loves motor racing.

Jealousy is for sure, what else Revan sees with his own eyes when racing club guy friend Dhira touches his lover's head, like that guy likes Dhira. But Revan was delighted when Dhira swiftly retreated and kept a distance on the snot guy who was trying to get close to him.

A woman who can keep her lover's feelings and beliefs when she's not with him.

" Sir.?" greet Dhira as Revan hugs her waist tightly.

" I'm jealous and I'm afraid you're okay Beb." said Revan with a wistful face, Staring at the eyes of his sad lover made Dhira smile and touched Revan's cheek.

" Slowly I will try to stop racing, yes, but give me time" said Dhira to ask for understanding from his lover, smiling hearing Dhira's words to try to stop racing nodded and hugged Dhira's body in her lap tightly which felt happy and anxious until

" Aww.pain." - Oozed Dhira and sounded in Revan's ear, took off his pulse and looked at Dhira who was grimacing in pain.

" Buck, why?" tanya Revan who was starting to feel worried seeing her lover.

" My back hurts" Dhira said softly and began to sit on the sofa.

" It hurts!! is it because of my embrace, baby?" revan asked and shook Dhira quickly and smiled

Removing her t-shirt with Dhira turning her back on Revan, a small jolt as Dhira took off her shirt and rounded her eyes as she looked at Dhira's back which was bruised long red as if hit by a stick.

" You're hurt! why can, and who did you like this Beb" growled Revan who still saw the marks of a punch on Dhira's back.

" I'll get you some ointment for a while" Revan said and started descending from the top floor to pick up the medicine box in Dhira's room, only smiling and nodding at the sight of her lover being so worried about her.

It didn't take long, Revan went upstairs still looking at Dhira who was on his back.

Looking for an ointment to treat her bruised lover's body, still wrapped in a tantop cloth attached to Dhira's body made Revan unable to treat it.

" Wait a minute" said Dhira and standing up from her seat walking towards Revan's room removing all of his top clothes and wrapping the top with a blanket.

Dhira who came out of Revan's room, saw Revan was holding his phone and he immediately sat next to his lover with his back to him.

" Sir.?" sapa Dhira made Revan look at her and swallow her seliva while looking at Dhira's smooth back that was not wrapped in cloth.

" Baby!! Please give me the ointment.!" dhira said by awakening Ravan.

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