Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

meet again

A lot of boyfriends doesn't mean we're naughty, only boyfriends can understand secrets.

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Dhira, befriended by anyone who never looked at feathers, he was rich or poor, he was the son of an official or a son of a laborer. For him to make friends who are most important he is comfortable and happy, and can understand about friendship when sad and happy, when difficult or happy.

Only one male friend he trusts in his club, Dika! Friends who never neko, never dating, never follow the style like other friends. He became himself, he who was not ashamed to tell his friend to fix his motorbike was given money as a sign of gratitude.

What he had riel from his own hard work, yes although sometimes his mother also gave him money but never used to make fun of it, he keeps it if at any time there is something urgent he can use.

That attitude is what Dhira likes from Dika, everywhere always the two, he who always helps, he who thinks of him as a genuine friend without frills like, he said, and he believes in Dika to take care of the cafe when he is not there.

Not only as friends but also have considered their friendship as a friend, brother.

Seeing the hard work of Dika who has two months to operate his cafe with the start of a large number of customers and increase sales turnover makes him happy.

" Sister, is this your payday.?" Dhira said when he told Dika to leave his room.

" Thank you?" dhika said with pleasure and started to calculate his payday.

Frowning when nominal payday money itself is not like the previous month, where the payday is now a little more.

" It's mostly Dhir?" dhika said and returned the rest of the money he counted to Dhira.

" That's your turnover Dika, because this month's turnover exceeds the specified limit.?" he answered with a smile and shifted his money towards Dika.

" really this?" dika asked enthusiastically and was nodded by Dhira with a smile.

" Thir Tanks.!" he cried with pleasure.

" yeah?" replied Dhira who was also happy to see Dika's behavior.

" You're not busy today" asked Dika, making Dhira frown as she faced him.

" Why?" ask Dhira.

" I want to treat you, yesterday's month has not been able to treat you."

" Elaah. has already paid to treat me all." said Dhira with a laugh.

" Well, when else try to treat the boss plus friends.!" his words by raising an eyebrow made Dhira unable to help but laugh and throw a bullet at him.

" Now?" ask Dhira.

" Yes, all looking for lunch" he said, and was nodding by Dhira.

Walk out in tandem and leave the cafe to other employees when he and Dika out for a while.

As usual, only use one motorbike with Dika who piggybacked Dhira. But this time he uses a Dika motorbike.

Entering the mall area, along with looking for food at affordable prices at times treat friends or can be said boss too.

Entering a Japanese restaurant, choose an open seat by sitting by the window.

Choosing a variety of menus, because this was the first time Dika never entered a Japanese restaurant he was confused and swallowed to see the price of food.

" Your expression is why.!" dhira said with a smile.

" No.! my expressionist has been like this for a long time." elak Dika.

" Don't lie to Dik!!" the pout of Dhira who could no longer hold back his laughter.

" Don't tell women to determine the place of food, if they don't want to be taken to an expensive place" said Dhira. " Are we going to have a joint venture, and a total at the cafe?" dhira said, making Dika pursed his lips because he was ashamed at all Dhira wanted to treat him even now had to join the joint when knowing the price of food in a Japanese restaurant.

Squeezing eyes to Dika who was ordering a lot of food, such as ebi furai, karage, tempura, takoyaki, origini, mochi and takoyaki. While he only ordered shabu-shabu for the beginning of Dika who just tasted Japanese food.

" You ordered a lot?" ask Dhira.

" Combat joint and I will not waste." replied lightly Dika with a smile, making Dhira gawk and shake his head because of the behavior of his friend.

" I went to the toilet first, Dhir?" pamit Dika and nod by Dhira.

Opens the phone, and tries to send a message to her lover.

" What again? it's lunch yet." wrote Dhira's message to Revan.

" Just finished metiing, what are you?" reply Revan's message long enough.

" Others eat outside, maybe there's a treat.?" dhira Balas

" Who?" ask Revan.

" Your orders are to take care of me if you're not around." making the other one frown, then smile when receiving a photo of his lover.

" He told you." asked Revan.

" Hmm, he can't lie to me. Next time don't hide if you want to check my phone." Dhira replied.

" why? no way." he asked again, making Dhira smile.

" Maybe, even I'm happy" Dhira replied by sending a picture of a love sign, which made the person there smile to themselves.

" Love you." Revan's message, made Dhira smile in embarrassment.

" love you too." reply Dhira.

" Smile smile yourself again chat same girlfriend ya." reprimanded Dika when he was back from the toilet.

" Pou.!" dhira exclaimed with a laugh, which made Dika move her lips.

" Excuse me?" said a beautiful old woman, reprimanding Dhira and Dika who were engrossed with laughter.

Staring at the old woman with a frown that was furrowing "Yes, what's wrong?" ask politely Dhira.

" It's still aunty" asked the woman with a smile.

Squinting his eyes, fixedly staring at the woman before him with Dika who began to speak first.

" It's not that the aunt who was almost robbed at the time was right in the east ring." guess Dika, and made the old woman smile and nod.

Yes who else if it wasn't Madame Vani who greeted Dhira and Dika first, when she accidentally met him at the same restaurant place.

At first he hesitated to see the girl who helped him at that time or not until he tried to get closer and smile if it was true that girl.

Forgetting the arisan friend who was waiting for her on the vvip just for the sake of that girl who had helped so much to herself and her husband.

And Dhira who just remembered that was immediately stood up "Aah, sorry my aunt forgot?" said Dhira slightly bowing his head with respect. " Please aunty, sit down first." take Dhira and nod Madam Vani.

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