Sister Alea And Mr Crazy

Pura-Pura Girlfriend

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Sure enough, when Alea circulated her gaze in all directions, she immediately saw a familiar figure walking towards the place of the gym in a very cool and charismatic style.

"Iqbal" said Alea.

Alea momentarily silently stared. Then unknowingly his eyes began to glaze over as he looked at Iqbal from a distance.

I don't know what destiny wants. When Alea wanted to stay away from Iqbal, the man was nearby. This was what made Alea's heart waver and made her defense collapse.

From a distance, Alea could see the look on Iqbal's face showing happiness. However, unlike her, she felt unhappy. His heart was tormented every time he saw Iqbal.

And without Alea noticing, Iqbal looked at him from a distance. Iqbal realizes that he has met a girl he met at the airport. Iqbal wondered why the girl was crying again. Even the girl was crying while staring at him.

What's the harm actually?

Dazed, Iqbal finally chose to entertain the girl in his crossbar using a code.

Slowly Iqbal rubbed his cheek with his index finger, asking Alea to immediately wipe away his tears. After which, Iqbal's lips formed a smile, asking Alea to smile.

Alea who was aware of the code from Iqbal, immediately turned his face in the other direction. Without even Iqbal, Alea could wipe away her own tears.

Alea, you have to be strong. You can not be weak like gini, his mind, trying to encourage themselves so as not to feel fragile in front of Iqbal.

Not wanting to linger there, Alea directly re-selected the vegetables she had to buy, then handed them over to the seller to count. "Mom, please speed things up a bit!" pinta Alea at the seller, occasionally she glanced at Iqbal who was staring at him at that moment.

"Hish." Alea was annoyed by the gaze Iqbal was pointing at her.

Those who look at me are just relaxed. Folding both hands in front of the chest with a small laugh. Somehow it was fun for him to tease the foreign girl who was in the cross country at that time.

"Here, Neng." The vegetable seller immediately gave Alea a bag containing various kinds of vegetables. Quickly, Alea picked it up, then paid.

"Thank you, ma'am," said Alea, then responded with a smile from the seller.

Without wanting to think any longer, Alea immediately rushed off. Leaving Iqbal who still had time to chuckle even though he had disappeared from Iqbal's sight.

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Now Alea was near a public toilet while pacing back and forth thinking about the incident earlier. The incident where Iqbal looked at him very long and successfully made his feelings so uncertain.

"Why did I think about Iqbal, huh?" inner Alea, feeling astonished. Even though at home, he has decided not to remember anymore things related to Iqbal. But the truth was that now, Alea felt like she had not been able to move on from Iqbal.

"Fix this anyway, I haven't been able to move on from Iqbal. But I have to try. His Iqbal people just don't want me, so why do I want him," Alea said after a second thought.

Alea could be frustrated if he kept thinking about Iqbal. Not wanting it to happen, he finally chose to go look for Lisa who until now has not returned.

Just a few steps away, Alea suddenly passed the person she did not want to see. Who else if not Iqbal. At that time Iqbal wanted to go to the public toilet. However, the moment he met Alea, the intention to go to the toilet he was undone.

"You," said Alea, staring at Iqbal quite cynically.

"Lohh, you're that crying chick, right?" guess Iqbal.

"No," Alea sat down without looking at Iqbal.

Seeing that, Iqbal just laughed a little. Then he folded his hands in front of his chest. "I wonder at you. Why do you always cry when you squirm at me?" ask Iqbal.

"Geer is really. Who is crying too. I even looked at your face. Yes, even though you are an artist, but still see it," Alea replied with a cynical face.

"Hmm, it turns out there are also people who see the face of Iqbal Riandra Keanny," said Iqbal, occasionally chuckling.

"Yes there is. He has to be in this world just like you."

Iqbal chuckled again. The behavior of the girl in front of him is very funny. Yes, it looks fierce, but to Iqbal, it looks adorable.

"Well, who are you here with?" Iqbal turned to another topic.

"Kepo," Alea answered briefly.

"Just like a girlfriend, Mom? Uh but ... Does she have a boyfriend? When viewed from the nature of Mbak it seems not to have deh," said Iqbal half-literate.

Alea glared at his eyes. He knew what Iqbal meant. Grumpy. Alea was fierce in front of Iqbal.

"Anyway by the way. I have a boyfriend, really," said Alea, forced to lie because I don't want to be bullied again by Iqbal.

"Seriously?"

Alea nodded without hesitation. "Seriously. I just happened to be here with my girlfriend." Alea again told a lie.

Alea fell silent as she looked at Iqbal with sadness. The word 'boyfriend' successfully made him so reminded of the time at the Club, where he once called Iqbal as his girlfriend. At that time Alea did so that Iqbal would not be hurt by people.

And as time went on, Alea slowly began to like Iqbal, to the point that Alea hoped that someday she could become his real girlfriend Iqbal Riandra Keanny.

But in fact Alea's hopes were in vain. Iqbal no longer remembered him. It was what made Alea's heart feel sick and sore.

"Why did his mother even look at me? Don't tell me I'm Ma'am's girlfriend anymore" Iqbal said, when he realized that Alea was staring at him.

Then Alea woke up. Quickly he denied Iqbal's words. "Don't geer. Who says you're my girlfriend. Sorry yes, my girlfriend was ...."

Alea hung up her words. Suddenly he was confused what to say to Iqbal about the girlfriend is not real. But after all Alea did not want to look single in front of Iqbal.

"What's my boyfriend?" ask Iqbal.

"My girlfriend was ...." Alea was increasingly confused as to what answer Iqbal would have to give. Shortly after, Alea noticed a man who had just come out of the public toilet.

Perfect fit. The man Alea could make as his fake girlfriend to perform a skit in front of Iqbal.

Alea smiled as the man passed by with a faint smile. Without thinking any longer, Alea immediately pulled the man's hand and held him quite tightly.

"My girlfriend was in the toilet again. Isn't that right, honey?" Alea turned her gaze towards the man while smiling sweetly.

While those who are seen only put on a face of confusion. Alea quickly coded the man with a blink of an eye so that he would say his words.

"Ohh, i-iya," said the man, smiling.

In addition, Iqbal was silent. He was silent because he was looking at the man from head to toe. The man's appearance that can be said to be like a hunk of a guy makes Iqbal feel doubtful that he is Alea's girlfriend.

"He, your girlfriend?" Iqbal pointed towards the man who was beside Alea. Man with long hair, glasses, acne, and a dull face.

"Yes. Why why anyway? He's handsome, all right again. Eat it I choose him as my girlfriend" Alea chimed in as she tightened her arm with the man.

Iqbal chuckled. "Ck. Your taste is good too."

"Yes that. My taste is not kidding," said Alea a little ketus.

"OK, okay. But looking around, her face is a bit like the same---" look"

Alea cut Iqbal's word. "Who's same? Umpah, do not be equally the face of my boyfriend is the same as others," said Alea ketus while pursing his lips.

"OKAY. Sorry, yeah, I didn't mean anything. If so, congratulations." Iqbal then extended his hand before Alea.

Alea fell silent. Somewhat hesitant for him to return Iqbal's hand. Because the helping hand gave him congratulations, not giving a meeting speech after a long separation.

A moment Alea looked the other way to hide her sadness. Yeah, Alea can't cry in front of Iqbal. He must look happy, even though his heart still feels pain.

"Thanks." -." One second was enough for Alea to return Iqbal's hand.

"If so, I go first" said Iqbal, ending with a smile and a wink.

Alea who saw that became a misbehavior. It could be when he wanted to leave, Iqbal even teased him.

Huh, you little nyebelin guy! alela in her heart.

Iqbal is gone. Leaving Alea and the stranger.

"Ekhem." The man cleared his throat. Made Alea wake up and immediately let go of the hand in arm with the man.

"Sorry yes, I took your hand without permission. Eventually I had no choice but to play in front of Iqbal so he could believe that I had a real girlfriend" Alea said, smiling kindly to the man as an expression of gratitude.

"No papa. No problem though. I'm willing to help you."

"Once again thank you. And I'm sorry if my words made you uncomfortable" said Alea, who then responded with a friendly smile from the man.

"It's just relaxing."

"If so, I go first. Hurry up to get some cement."

The man replied with a nod. Meanwhile Alea, started rushing away while carrying her groceries.

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