THE GANGSTAR KING'S
Part 12 In the same house
"The Gangstar King"
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"In the same house"
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BRACKET!
“Vania!”
The black object floated up, slapping Green's white cheek. The master was silent for a few minutes, guessing the incident that happened to him.
“WHY DID YOU THROW THE SUITCASE INTO MY FACE HUH!”
The perpetrator did not budge, still with a typical relaxed flat face. “Sorry by accident.” Vania kalem.
Green install appearance ‘wtf’. How can Vania be that calm after throwing a suitcase that has been filled to the brilliant face of young Miss Green Al, the son of the conglomerate who mem—
“Don't boast about yourself Green, I heard your words by telepathy.”
Green pursed his lips then threw his body into the soft bed. The sapphire bead is bright, honestly Green misses this apartment. But his onyx best friend always kicked him out when visiting.
“I heard from senior you will stay with Graha.”
Vania fell silent, again busy herself by stuffing personal items into a smaller suitcase. Meanwhile, the black suitcase he had thrown, dragged and placed at the end of the room.
“Since when were you close to Senior Raihan?”
“Do not answer any questions with other questions, bakka!”timpal Green with Japanese accent.
Green sighed, he got up from the bed and stood in front of his best friend who was busy with activities of packing things.
“Sorry.”
His beautiful manic glanced, found his best friend was looking down. The long bangs made his expression closed. But Vania very well know, that Green is hiding a sorry look as well as tears that have been pooled.
Hm? You ask why I know?
Do you think we just met? That's right, Green's favorite panties only I know— polkadot green.
“Sorry not accepted.” Vania crossed hands in front of the chest. “why? Because you're late in saying it,” Imbuhnya again.
“THE TRUTH IS!”
“Sorry ladies, instead of wanting to disturb but the prince has come to pick up the princess.”
The two best friends looked at him at the same time. A man in casual clothes was leaning against the door while carrying a red rose. Typical grin terpatri lipped thin that unfortunately tempting.
Pillow rolls over Graha's face.
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- our kings
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“Get the stairs to the second floor then turn right, then straight and there—”
“My room?” cut Vania fast. The girl was already caught off guard by Graha's convoluted explanation. Err is more precisely this mansion that is too broad and large so that Graha's explanation seems long and convoluted. Ah, troublesome.
“—Not, there is a bathroom," Graha replied with a sweet smile.
Vania took a long breath.
“From the bathroom you turn right, then straight follow the hallway. Mm there's about 10 rooms and you're looking for a white room. Well, it is—“
“My room?”
“Not, that's your personal maid room.”
It was like Vania slammed the man in front of her then threw him from the 3rd floor of the mansion. Vania thought that it was better to immediately tell the room that Vania would. Or maybe take him there. Instead of explaining one by one the paths and rooms that have this dimension.
No brain, maki Vania in the heart.
“Well your room is on the 3rd floor, the door is white. On the left”
“Tsk is stupid, if my room is on the 3rd floor. Why are you explaining the room on the 2nd floor?!”
Vania passed to the 3rd floor using the existing elevator. Leaving Graha who was chuckling amusedly. Along the way to his room he kept cursing and cursing the damn Casanova.So fun to curse, Vania to miss his room. Without further ado he immediately turned around and found two white doors on the right and left sides.
“Yang left right?”
Without further consideration Vania immediately entered the white door on the left side. Locking her from the inside then lay her body in a super soft queen size bed after putting her suitcase in front of the room door. The beautiful girl closed her eyes while deeply inhaling the cool aroma that was emanating from this vast room.
FLECKISH
“What are you doing here?”
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Tbc~
