Stay with me, Ken!

Get off!

"So it's not good, it's all. I'm ashamed" said Ken, as soon as the motorbike they were riding had run through the streets.

"Said want to ride a motorbike let's like people dating, now say it's really embarrassed. In vain dong has made Bram," said Al chuckling.

"That's one of them. I'm not a kid looking at Bram's face pouting. She doesn't like me much, though,"

"Add to the expression of mother and Mr. Baron. I'm so embarrassed" Ken said again.

"Ga Bram's business likes you not. Those two are jealous that I've given you the same attention?"

"Jealous? Are you guys dating?" ask Ken pretending to be innocent.

"No. We have never been on a motorcycle together, which is arguably dating. Ha..ha..," replied Al with his chant as well.

"Ga's funny," said Ken.

"So you told me the same attention, so flattered. Thank you for the surprise this morning" Ken said.

"That's dong. You should have said that from earlier. So I'm not in vain, early in the morning has made Bram already. The important thing is that you're happy,"

"Yes, I can ride a motorcycle with guys. The biggest dream of my life has finally come true. You can have a boyfriend and take a motorcycle. Very cool," said Ken so happy.

"Ken, handle. Tar falls," Al reminds Ken who feels like he's keeping his distance from her.

"Udah. This is the side hanger from earlier,"

"Don't do that. If I insist suddenly you're a shock,"

"Alesan," murmured Ken.

"Your friend who asked for a motorbike so that his parents like his wife shopping to the market is now pretending to be embarrassed. Ngeselin, uh," said Al began to sulk.

At the red light, Al stopped the motor. He looked back, Ken seemed to develop his smile, behind the helmet glass he was wearing.

Al patted Ken's thigh gently. He took the girl's hand and pointed it at her waist.

"This is how," he said with a mischievous smile.

Although still timid, Ken did not reject the request. Now both of his hands were holding onto Al's waist tightly. Being that close, made him able to smell the scent of this man's body. Ken closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the fresh smell he felt.

"It's like a real date, right?" ask Al again. Keep Ken awake from his daydream.

Hunting for the green light, Ken has yet to answer that question. Instead, he slightly tightened his body towards Al until he could feel the warmth of the girl's body.

"Asik in the hug," said Al happily.

Ken pinched Al's waist because of his genius. Al shouted in shock because although the small pinch was very sick.

"Yes, how do you know?" Ask Al curiously.

" It often goes through here. When I took the taxi, the driver told me that the discotheque belonged to Mr. Baron I pretended not to know. Incidentally, because some guests still have a new out when it was about 6 am," Ken's class.

" Why don't you tell me you know the owner. Shame huh? Because my papa's a thug," guess Al.

"No. Only males if invited to chat continuously. Mending enjoying the crowded streets,"

"Can aja. Kirain was ashamed of her parents but she was the same as her son" Al muttered.

"Au," cried Al quite loudly. Ken pinched Al's stomach again. This time a little harder than before. Until Al shouted and attracted the attention of the driver who was next to them.

"Well, so it's cheered on people" Ken protested

"Abis play pinch only. Sick," Al protested not to be outdone.

While passing in front of Adisa's discotheque, Al catches someone he knows coming out of his papa's building. The person wearing sunglasses stepped towards the car that was waiting for him in the parking lot while looking at the screen of his phone.

His blood rippled in that instant. Despite frequently passing through this area, only this time could he see that person. Unwilling to miss the opportunity, Al stops his bike and asks Ken to get off.

"Down, order ojol or take a taxi," orders Al rush.

"Why?" ken asked confusedly. What because of the pinched belly the man got angry and dropped it on the roadside this saperti.

Al did not answer, he immediately gasp. In order to be able to follow the car in question he had to look for a turn around.

"Al," Ken calls half-screaming. Ken's sure Al didn't hear it. Because of their distance that was far enough the hearing of the man was covered with a helmet.

"That's a hell of a lot. Bener-bener mengeselin," Ken grumbled while throwing his foot into the earth. He opened the helmet still attached to his head and started walking towards the stop. He had to wait for transportation to get to the campus which is still very far away.

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