The Charm of Twins S

Brandon

"Reverse it turns out boy, girl how?" Haikal grabbed Satria by the shoulder and gave her a soft canned drink.

Satria swiftly took it from Haikal's hand, opened the lid of the can and immediately gulped it down to the toilet.

"Take him!"

"You can do it, the feeling was fitting here all right?"

"Obviously girls, he asked me a story about the past, uh if I told him he's even on that cake."

"Ribet also has a girl yes, ribet must how to play, ribet mgebaik-baikinnya, means mendingan singles aja kek I dong ya, ribetnya pas mikirin money snack doang."

"But no one noticed you, no one was excited either."

"Who said? every day I get attention, dijangatin also continue."

"Heuh, who?"

"Take me."

"Ck, if that one girl does not need to be asked Kal, as the saying goes, mother's affection all the time will not fade, Kal, unless you don't admit to her anymore as your mother." said Andre, while drinking his drink.

"Whispering you three, the actisnya already nongol tuh." Said Adam, who now clapped like the rest of the audience.

The four young men began to move their heads left and right following the music, occasionally following the singing actress.

Two hours later, Satria decides to go home, as she plans to call, persuading her not to get angry again.

The three friends were disappointed, and forbade Satria not to return home quickly, but after Satria told them that she would persuade Stela, the three of them finally allowed her to go home.

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"Anjirr, less wind." Satria hit his motorbike, his gaze swept around looking for the nearest workshop.

"Asoyyy, something was coming out" he said with a happy smile.

Then he brought his motorcycle to a small workshop located next to a hodgepodge seller.

"Bang, catch the wind!" he said to someone who was busy tidying up some workshop tools and put them in a toolbox.

"Ready!" he said as he moved to approach Satria and began to direct the wind filler into his motorcycle tire.

"Maybe mas." replied the workshop brother.

"It's done here" said the workshop owner to Satria.

"Ok bang, thank you!" he said while giving small fractions of money.

"Ok mas together."

When he was about to ride his motorbike Satria frowned when he saw someone behind him.

"Oh elo it turns out, the hero of misfortune that time! you still want me!" said someone, who was none other than Brandon the man who had forced Stela, as well as making his first meeting with the girl who has now officially become his girlfriend.

"Obviously I still want to, you've got a jerk face on my brain." replied Satria relaxed, with both hands that he folded in front of the chest.

"Si*alan!"

"Why don't you accept, instead of my real talk! a guy who almost messes with a girl who is a nobody can still be called a good guy."

"She's my girl an ying!"

"But he doesn't admit that you're his girlfriend, he also says he doesn't know you well, you're just a forced guy who came out of nowhere."

"And one more thing, from this second you never nongolin your face again in front of Stela, do not bother her, because she is already mine now." a triumphant smile rose from Satria's lips.

"Cih, until whenever I will never let go of him, you know his brother has been selling expensive to me."

"Lo_"

"How come, so the tire patch is not, because soon I want to close." said the brother of the workshop owner, he was quite dizzy to see both, and worried if they fight in front of his workshop, his shop, which will affect his goods.

The workshop owner was quite traumatized by the incident two years ago, when there were married visitors who were marahan, and ended up throwing each other the goods of his workshop, and the, to make some broken oil bottles splattered.

And after that they just left with uncontrollable anger, while he could only cry on the corner lamenting his workshop which was like a broken ship.

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