The Handsome Ice Boy

Cheek of the Prospective Ghost!!

"Nih cake" Vino immediately put the cake ordered by his brother alias on the dining table.

"A long time no, anyway" he said.

"Ehm" Elvin just get deheman from the brother just grunt annoyed, because the speech he only responded to a short deheman.

"Vino, why is your face bruised gini. Trus book your hand?," asked Mother Airin while introgating her son, sharpening his vision to Vino. "You fight yeah?" coined.

Vino swallowed his hard-earned salivary, nervous of course. Moreover, get the question of interrogation and a sharp gaze from his mother. Vino must be mentally strong to face Mother, women most do not like to hear the word fight, the mother is also a person of discipline, therefore she and Elvin are always taught by the mother well. "I-that's anu.." Vino took a breath seeing Airin's mother frowning to understand that her son had fought and then shifted his eyes. Because only this time his son followed the kayak brawl last time Vino fought when the young man was still in Junior High before getting to know his friends.

"Biasalah Bun, young man" said the middle-aged man by dripping an office bag behind the driver Yanto sir. Vino only breathed his leg when his father had come home and immediately calmed the mother who now occupied the sofa living room.

"Don...."

"Beware of you later" Elvin who had been sitting at the dinner table ran over to Baskara's father with enthusiasm and a twinkle in his eyes.

"Elvin kangen dad's end"

"How much is a child" murmured Vino.

"Belgroff."

"Delight. Yaudah well, bun Vino to the room first" Vino passed up the stairs, his room. Once in the room he immediately laid his body on his king-size mattress, before he stretched his muscles, Vino was quite tired all day. First, he has to be extra in the game of basketball because next week there is an inter-School match between international schools. Second, he had to drive a long way because of Elvin. And lastly, he had to fight Andrex and his friends. Fortunately there was Fiza beside him, and also his friends in time to help the young man, yes even though his handsome face was a little bonyok.

How many minutes to relax his body on the mattress, Vino rose to the bathroom in his room, he did not immediately take a shower but lamented his face on the big glass. Not long after that Vino also decided to take a bath, he did not feel the slightest nguli from his face which had a slight bruise.

"Bun, I'll help you" Fiza's pinta.

"No need for Za. You dope to fall on the wound Vino" said Mother Airin. Replied by Fiza. The girl soon caught up with Vino in her room.

When he got up in front of the room with a brown door in front of him Fiza knocking first the door. But there was no reply from the owner, because so curious Fiza slightly peeked at the door that Fiza opened slowly. Who knows if he snatched in, afraid that Vino was bathing or sleeping.

"Fiza"

The flat voice made Fiza look back. "Shockful" he said holding his chest that felt thumping, he was instantly transfixed as his eyes looked at the man who had just come out of the walk in closet. Vino good looks are not reduced. His face was full of bruises, but that did not diminish the good looks of the man before him. With a deathly smile on his back, the man had made Fiza salting, let alone half wet hair plus long bangs in front of her forehead plastered, well had made Fiza float high. Surely if the girl other than him saw a cute scene in plain sight, the girls again shouted hysterically as usual, indeed yes if the good looks were no opponents that make the women can not turn away, he said, no one could resist the good looks of the man before him.

"Bunny hey" I don't know how many times Vino waved his hand while calling the girl's name, Fiza just silently looked at him without blinking. "Still not satisfied worrying about my handsome face" he whispered. Vino's speech made Fiza realize and immediately smiled wrongly while looking down, seconds later she pinched the small waist Vino.

"Aw aw"

"Can't be, just down a little bit your level of piety"

Fiza pulled Vino's hand to sit on the sofa, while looking for a p3k. Vino looked at his girl looking for something he didn't know.

"What are you looking for?"

"Where are you P3k?"

"No, I can do it myself. Now I want to get ready to make you go home" The young man wanted to get out of his seat taking the car keys on the nightstand next to the bed, but his movement was stopped by Fiza.

"You sit here I used to take medicine, I can kill you I can go home"

"Za.." call Vino

"Could not be!" fierce Fiza stared intently at the young man. Wanting to feel he pressed the bruise in front of him, so furious. "I just want to mastiin your face in medicine what not!" emphatically.

"Thank you" Vino became more free to look at that close face, as well as Fiza.

"Together"

Fiza deftly put the hansaplast on the temple of Vino "Udah" said Fiza, adding a thin smile as her hand moved to close the white box.

Vino grabbed the keys to his car, immediately drove Fiza, before Reza's appointed hour this afternoon.

Arriving at the Wilson mansion house, Fiza grabbed the car door handle but her hand was strangled. Tell her girl to wait in the car so she can open Fiza's door. Vino wanted to enter the mansion, Vino had promised by papa Marcel that he would stop by often to accompany the man to play chess, he said.

"Assalamualaikum om, aunt" Vino kissed the back of the hand om Marcel and aunty Kania.

"Girishal"

"Well fitting this, Vin temeni papa play chess yuk" asked papa Marcel.

"Papa?"

"Well, you're my future daughter-in-law"

"Pipe of a potential ghost!!" reza exclaimed after going down the stairs immediately whispered right next to Vino's ear which made the young man puff his chest in surprise.

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