
"Yok" asked Reza. The man had already boarded his motorbike.
"Lo go first, I want to buy your mother's pesenan!"
"Yaudah my bro first, bye" Reza immediately left the parking area. Leaving Vino who is still struggling with his phone, by sitting sideways on his red motor sport.
Vino drove the red to the cempaka road, where Airin's mother told him to buy Elvin his favorite food, the putu. The parent said the leak did not want to eat, before his favorite cake was in sight. Where is the road away from school. Oh. Just bother!
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"Za, let's go home. Later Reza nyariin" whispered Mita right next to Fiza's ear. Actually that is not the main reason because since Aril's cousin who was in the young man's room, staring at Fiza and Mita intensely and the girl still remember Aril's cousin's name. But it seemed like his cousin the young man did not recognize him.
"Ril, the spit is healed. I have to go home in the afternoon"
"Thank you for looking at me." said Aril happy. Aril had previously known that Fiza and IPS 1 child Vino were currently in a relationship, but that would not make him stop getting Fiza even though the girl did not want to bite him at all. Correction to him, the girl had not yet caught on to him as Fiza's childhood friend.
Vino stops his motorcycle suddenly, the male netra catches a car no stranger to him. Yellow, honda brio. Yeah, it's Mita's car. But why is the girl there, known Mita's house is not the mansion, kept whose house. brother? no way, he knew Mita had no brothers in Jakarta, Fiza once told all of Mita's cousins were abroad.
Vino wanted to run his bike, but he paused. Since when did he kepo, the young man was just always indifferent to the surrounding, Yes can be a guy bernotabene indifferent. But this is not an indifferent Vino, whether there is a pull what brings him closer to the mansion.
Seeing Fiza and Mita who just came out of the house, Vino's anger immediately peaked, but he held it. Turns out the two girls lied to him and Reza, my God!. Vino approached the two girls.
"What are you doing here?" ask Vino cold and flat while holding his chest.
"L-luck...." Fiza scratching her sips did not itch, she was at a loss to answer what the refrigerator guy asked. The atmosphere around him felt extremely cold between him and Vino.
Mita is not at all wrinkled, she just looks at Vino who is now staring intently at his best friend and his cold attitude, so make Mita goosebumps it.
Vino pulled Fiza's hand forcibly, towards her motorbike opposite the street vendor's street stall. "You're lying?" asked Vino staring intensely at the girl before him.
"Vin saa-kit, freelatin used to be ishhh.." sumpat Fiza forcibly pulled her hand which was grabbed by Vino. The young man reflexively let go as he looked at Fiza pensively "Rude sigh!" snorting cynical Fiza while holding her wrists are getting slightly flushed due to the grip of the super duper flat guy in front of her.
"Sorry," That's all Vino was able to say when his gaze met the beautiful Netra Fiza.
Without saying anything Fiza immediately sauntered away leaving Vino alone, but her hand was successfully strangled by Vino and hugged Fiza from behind, she did not care where they were now, the important thing is that he managed to hold Fiza back when the girl wanted to cross the residential street.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry" said Vino. Repeatedly when Fiza turned over and looked up, now their views met again.
"I don't like it, you're rude" said the girl shedding a tear.
"I'm sorry" said Vino cupping Fiza's cheeks that were getting wet.
A second later Fiza buried her head in the chest of Vino's field, spilling her irritation there. The girl with the occasional hit on Vino's chest, Vino who knew her girl today was being sensitive. Letting Fiza vent it, letting Fiza hit her as hard as she could.