The Last Port of Sang Bad Boy

The Last Port of Sang Bad Boy
CHAPTER 55



After vomiting, Ibra felt her stomach a little more comfortable. But the body feels more weak and the head is dizzy. Ayleen led her out of the bathroom to the long chair inside the workshop.


"Bang Ibra, it's me making tea." Delisa came in with a glass of warm tea in her hand. The girl's steps stopped when she saw Ayleen. Twisting both of his eyeballs lazily and then throwing heavy breaths.


Just like Delisa, Ayleen also looked annoyed. Moreover, seeing warm tea in the hands of Delisa, make Ayleen want to spend time. He turned his head towards Ibra while throwing a sharp glare.


"Bu-not me, Yang." Ibra shook her head quickly. "I swear, I didn't ask him to come here with tea." He also had no idea how Delisa could tell he was sick and suddenly came over with tea.


"Hehehe, I told him to come" Reza said, scratching his head.


"Whether I was told to make tea, there was also her fiance," Delisa looked at Ayleen fiercely. "While she doesn't want to make it, she's really a girl." Ayleen immediately glared at the lazy katain. Want to say a reply, but the mouth has not had time to say words, Reza already talked first.


"Let's let you come here, I miss." Reza smiled shyly. Delisa immediately nodded. Upset because all of this turned out to be Reza. Lazy to see Ibra with Ayleen, the girl turned back and came out. "Well, come home. The tea makes Bang Reza here" exclaimed Reza while chasing Delisa.


Ibra just chirped to see Reza take advantage of her condition to meet Delisa. But never mind, love is a bit strange. Because he already knows what kind of crazy fall in love and feel so funny, he does not want to be angry at Reza.


"I buy hot tea at the stall here." Ayleen was about to stand up but his arm was held back by Ibra.


"No, far away, you're tired. I'll just drink water." Ibra took the bottled mineral water on the table near her seat and drank it.


"If you catch a cold, you should drink a sling to make it better. I bought it for a moment."


"Not to." Ibra hugged Ayleen's waist before the girl moved. "Helped you, I'll be healed."


"Yes but_"


"Udah, warm tea is the same hug, equally warm." Ibra rested her head on Ayleen's boat while closing her eyes. Right now, his eyes did feel very heavy, drowsy.


"Yes." Yeah."


"Body needs rest too."


"Yes." Yeah."


"If you are sick, can not even do? Who's trying to lose, brother himself."


"Yes." Yeah."


"Ish, yes-yes mulu from earlier," exasperated Ayleen. As for Ibra, he even laughed to see his lover was upset. "Nothing, another vocabulary?"


"Again want to hear you say, so I'll say it. Like your voice, Ay."


"Ish, not clear," ayleen growled. "Kangen is the same as doang."


"The same person is more upset. Just an acute kangen."


"Lebay," Ayleen flicked his lips.


"Whatever you say. I really miss."


Reza who just returned after chasing Delisa, increasingly limp to see 2 lovebirds who again hug. Had been bermaki-maki Delisa, uh.now even have to watch live couples bucin, gini very fate.


"Hem hem." Reza deliberately cleared a bit. Hope the hug will unravel so that his eyes are not sepet. But apparently in vain, let alone let go of his embrace, slide a little not, which there Ibra even more tacky on Ayleen. "Leen, mending anther Ibra's home. Here will not be able to rest, even not heal later." Spiced advice rubbed smooth glass.