The Love Of Bad Boy

Chapter 15 Sympathy Olivia

Zen was suddenly confused, he heard his mother's whisper but found it hard to answer. Wanting to claim to be a lover but feeling unworthy. However, he was reluctant if Oliv belonged to someone else.

"Who, um, who are you, who are you?" zen asked, his face confused. He then asked Olivia to leave the room by shaking her hand.

As Olivia darted, she looked at Nuril and bowed slightly, before turning around and exiting the room at Zen's request.

Nuril glanced at Ahmed and Zain who had just arrived at the dining table. He then chose to peek at Zen who was talking on the porch with a girl named Olivia.

The faint talk was heard making Nuril achy stick an ear behind the door. He then ignores both of them believing that Zen will not mess with women.

"Workshop? motor key? zen's time is now coming, huh? ah, no way. At best, the child kept going to the workshop where he had to take," Nuril muttered as he left them.

While behind the door.

Serious talks are being offered to Olivia for a figure that feels familiar lately. Oliv tried to remember where he had seen Zen's face.

A flash of that memory flashed, he was vague about this and did not want to express suspicion that he was the stalker sakaligus mechanic in the workshop the other day. Olivia, does not want her words to be an accusation or even slander without evidence.

He chose to open a conversation with Zen about the key of his motorbike according to Reyhan's direction.

"Sorry, I came here because I wanted to take the keys to the bike. It's all been solved by your partner over there. I've also paid for spare parts replacement costs, too" said Olivia, looking down at the figure in front.

Zen nodded, he then reached into the object in intent from inside his backpack. Hand over the motor key complete with yellow duck hangers, to the table. Zen was confused as to what to say.

"Ehm, sorry for a long time," said Zen, sitting on a chair attached to the end of the wall.

Olivia then grabbed the key on the table and pulled the chair so as not to get too close to the man. He also sat there for a moment while unwinding after walking from the security guard post earlier to get to this house.

He sighed. "I'm sorry, I just heard your argument. A pa are you still in college? and not yet a graduation?" asked Oliv carefully worried about offending Zen.

Zen turned towards Olivia. He nodded slowly. "My name, you must know, he said, ", said Zen, smiling with a glance at Olivia.

Olivia's sweet smile was hidden as the head covered in the hijab lowered. He nodded no less slowly than Zen.

"Hmm, gini, Zen. If you want, I have a boy friend. He's smart and maybe he can be a friend for you to discuss in the face of the trial later or if you're just going to compile a thesis, he can also help," said Oliv, long explained about his best friend.

Zen feels like he has the green light, Olivia is a little bit sympathetic to him. Maybe this is the way to get closer to knowing all the traits and characters of the girl sitting next to him.

Oliv's offer was immediately accepted by Zen. He enthusiastically asked the address of the house where the smart man lived.

"You, want, where is he? I'll take the place later," Zen replied enthusiastically, he nodded his head quickly with a smile on his face. Unbeknownst to Zen, he had also inclined his body.

Zen realized his attitude. He also refrained. "Eh, I'm sorry."

Olivia nodded, she then took out a small notebook from inside her bag, then wrote there.

A piece of light blue and scented paper, he handed it to the table. Zen grabbed the sheet after making sure Oliv's finger got out of there.

The handwriting was neat, the firm lines were also scratches on each letter, slightly revealing Oliv's personality in Zen's eyes. He read a soft address there.

"Farhan, Asoka street behind Alphajuli two, east Jakarta," Zen said, reading the address as well as capturing and storing Farhan's contacts.

"I chatted him first before I went there. Let him not be surprised so, the time of my cake display suddenly came," kekeh Zen, folding a paper with a scratch on Oliv's hand as a memory. Medicines are missing.

Olivia nodded. "Say you know from me" he answered, rising up. He's been there too long.

Zen couldn't help Olivia's steps, and he saw the girl's departure with the nelangsa.

"What now you haven't seen me, but I make sure that Zen is worthy of Olivia," murmured Zen, clenching his hands in front of his chest.

From a distance Zen saw Oliv had left by riding a bulge. He also soon followed. Step towards the gate while booking an ojek online.

When he arrived at the hotel. Zen put some of the beloved items he brought from home, his head was still slightly throbbing so as to force the body to rest on a thin foam mattress. He also turned on the innate fan of the boarding room, although it sounded like a crooked frog but still quite able to send the wind so that the room is not hot.

Zen grabs the phone from his pants pocket, he opens the messaging app and looks at Farhan's profile photo. Appearance like Olivia, the man wearing a skullcap in a maroon-colored cocoa dress, seems to be filling an event because he is standing behind the podium.

"Yes, Zen. Oliv's neighborhood must be all. Even if he wants to know you closely because of his intentions noong doang. The creature thus filled his heart with a dish soap advertising cake, clean shining, Moonlight," Zen chuckled at his own words.

Omar Zen, staring at the worn-out ceiling of the boarding room. He's laughing. His brain whirled in light of Ahmed's words and his determination.

"Farhan, please help me. He's putting up a tariff, right? if so, what do I pay for? the new workshop income is so, make the cost and eat the full style Alhamdulillah closed but for other things, ouch!" Zen patted his eel, the head was suddenly very dizzy and painful. He forgot, that there was a trail of wounds that still had not dried up there.

"Where will it be, Zen. Don't do it later, okay okay," he said while tilting his body and before long he closed.

Omar Zen did not know that Farhan was someone who had put his heart on Olivia for a long time. However, everything was still floating in the air so Zen had an opportunity. Right now, he just had to smooth through the trial exam for graduation as soon as possible.

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