Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

Superior Seedlings Mas Duda
Love statement



"I love you, Race." The hand that had reached the doorknob came off.


The anger and disappointment that had previously burned, overflowed instantly. Gusti, please pinch my heart, is that really what I heard? That's not just my dick, is it?


"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to accuse you. I'm just not ready to lose. Your closeness to him makes me a little scared and jealous" Alvin continued.


"Shut up at your place, Vin!" I cried to prevent him from getting closer. It looks like the man according to.


"Go home, I'm tired. We'll talk about it tomorrow," I continued by opening the door again. Still heard Alvin calling my name, but I tried to not care and shut the door.


Once inside, I didn't move. My body was stiff behind the door, my chest was pounding violently and most strangely, my mouth seemed to be unable to stop smiling.


"Ras, why don't you just accept the expression of his love earlier?"


"Ras, what are you waiting for? Isn't your love finally reciprocated?"


"Sell expensive first, Race. You have Damar now. Isn't he much clearer on his future?"


The inner voices began to fight. Actually, it was not my intention to avoid let alone ignore alvin. I'm just confused how to hide a heart that's gone wrong. Alvin's sudden statement not only stuck in the heart, but also directly penetrated into the heart.


However, it's strange why it's not as hot as it used to be when I saw it together sesil. I am happy, but not as happy as before. At that time, when I first saw Alvin, the vibration even beat the eruption of the volcano krakatoa. The bayes? I intentionally made it that way.


Could this be just love? Could it be that I'm not really interested in Alvin? Or maybe my love for him has turned away? Turn to Mas Damar for example.


***


Morning again greeting, due to fighting with the mind last night I fell asleep without bathing first. I even forgot to consider Mas Damar's request to stay at his place.


The sound of the door being knocked, this early in the morning who else if not Dini. Haven't had time to open the door, it looks like Dini has managed to get in. Ahh .. I even forgot to lock the door, fortunately the area here is very safe.


"Pecel rice with your favorite angel fried paste" he said while carrying a crackle containing duan wrap rice pecel.


"Tumben, in what order?" ask me without getting out of bed.


"In order to save the first day of work, see my appearance dong, no fit?" Black work pants combined with a pink chiffon blouse that fits on the body, I admit today she is beautiful.


The girl was still circling around while showing off her appearance. There's no way I'm admitting that she looks pretty, could be that big a head kid.


"It's normal" I replied as I got out of bed.


"Nothing special, is it? I was dancing from dawn, huh?" he looked at his appearance again.


"Yes, how common, change your clothes so you turn into Nia Ramadhani?" reply again, holding back a smile.


"Iish ... sucks!" nagelnya while opening the rice package. Angry, I can eat, weird.


Not caring for her grunts, I stepped towards the bathroom. After washing my face and brushing my teeth I immediately followed Dini for breakfast.


"Yes .. slovenly! Take a shower, anyway!"


"Are you not working? Why isn't this clock ready?"


"I'm not part of it, look at noh! It's still half six in the morning" I said, pointing to the clock.


"I couldn't sleep because of his spirit. So, yes already, after the dawn prayer I immediately took a shower, bought breakfast, afraid late," he explained with a grinning smile.


"Eh, Din. Mas Damar told me to stay at his house," said I who actually got a spray from Dini. There is no such thing as a boy.


"here! slovenly! Don't worry I haven't bathed and kept playing it all the time!" I said while cleaning the food on my face.


"Sorry .. sorry .. end I was shocked, new time a day there you have been submitted, it's like a real soap opera, Babu became a ghost." Instead of helping to clean my face, Dini was busy thinking far away.


"Why say I'm applying? Why if someone talks first! I was told to stay there to be more tired of going back and forth if Mas Damar left the city he was also not worried about the sky," explained I who was called Dini.


"Oh, how am I?"


"I told Mas Damar yesterday that I couldn't possibly leave you."


"Unch ... unch .. so sweet," interrupted Early as he pinched my nose. Disgusts!


"Dengerin used to talk!" I snapped which finally made the pestle girl speechless.


"Said Mas Damar, the marketing section is often overtime, sometimes until eight o'clock sometimes also more. After that you must have come home tired, must have rarely communication with me," I explained as I took the remaining rice feed.


"Groozing continues? Must be tired, huh? Can I, Ras?"


"certainly can! Don't you want to go home? That's when you can use the money to go home, right?"


"Ah, yes. You're pinter. To go home village! Uh but, how do you keep going? You moved there?"


"somewhat know. Baffled. How's it going?"


"I'm confused too. Even overtime, but I can throw it here. We can still be together on Sunday. However, if it was Mas Damar's order, yes, you have done it, rather than fired," said Dini who had been sane since when he became sane.


"Keep, I rarely see you, dong?"


"And I can fuck you on Sunday, baby," Dini said as she hugged. I reflexed away from the reach of the girl. Lebays.


"not showered. Don't hug!" I said as I got up to the bathroom.


After I took a shower, Dini was no longer in her place. Maybe the girl is getting ready to go to work. Finished changing clothes and combing hair, do not forget I put a little powder on my face. Lipstick nude color also do not forget I apply, perfect.


For a moment I remembered Mas Damar's request yesterday. What do I have to answer? Discussion with Dini never get satisfactory results. Gusti, give me a hint.


I don't know what I'm going to tell Mas Damar, let it be a business later. I was preparing to leave, when I was about to lock the door, I saw a familiar motorbike in front of the fence. Not far from there, the owner was talking to Dini.


Trouble came again ....