The Love of Kalila

Don't Like Me

Saturday morning was different. If there is usually no one after breakfast, now all family lines are still complete and have not been struggling anywhere. Neither Om Jo, Miss, nor Nana.

"Om, Auntie, can I take a walk today? Want to calm the heart." exclaimed Lila as usual in front of Om Jo and Bu Mis who engaged in formal conversation in the living room.

"Oh, can, can be dear. Need to be accompanied by Mr Budi?" ask Miss Miss terbatas.

"Half by yourself, aunt. Poor sir, lots of work! Go om, aunt."

After he resigned, then the occupants of the house opened their voices.

"What worries you, tell Budi to look out from far away?" om Jo says after his nephew leaves.

"No, pa. Later found out he was disappointed again with us." rejected Bu Mis who looked unsettled.

"You guys, why discuss the boy's past again. He's here to forget about that son of a bitch, and he's getting scraped again."

"Yes sorry, pa. After we were happy to hear Lila had a boyfriend who turned out to be just a friend." This time Nana helped her mother answer.

"Bragging you!" damprat Om Jo's.

Now Lila has arrived at the parking lot of the Marcel hotel. The weight of his footsteps to enter because he was still filled with arrogance. But the impatient Marcel kept calling him until Lila got bored and was about to dip his hape into the ocean.

"It's a long time!" nagging Marcel when he found out from the front guard that Lila had come.

"Sorry." Lila answered that.

They both come in and Marcel leads Lila to his desk and delivers a few pieces of paper that read a statement of accounts payable.

Lila read the letter. In the first page it is still safe. Only contains the amount of debt and the names of both parties. Arrived on the second page it was some kind of contract.

"What's this?" lila began to suspect.

"Just read it." Marcel replied casually with a smile that was also suspicious.

Lila continued reading. It's just that long ago it's been sultry. The contract was in Marcel's favor.

"Okay, you're dizzy. I explained the point yes, beautiful. First, you can't say that before I let you disappear, considering I just lost a mistress" Marcel said. "Second, don't discuss anything unnecessary to explain because I have privacy."

Marcel seemed to have misinterpreted to explain the details of the contract. Until he arrived at the third chapter which made him silent. "Three, don't like me."

"Why?" ceplos Lila due to a strange condition put forward by Marcel.

"Can't do it. Because I still have a wife. And your debt will be paid off, if you obey and I am satisfied with you who carry out these three conditions. Understand yeah?"

Frenziedly picking up the pen available at the table, Lila quickly signed the letter and left without saying goodbye.

"Where are you going?" asked Marcel who was still busy keeping his magic paper.

"Malmingan is."

"Your boyfriend?" ask Marcel kepo.

"Second, don't talk about something that doesn't need to be explained."

"That happens to me, not to you. Kila!!!"

But Lila didn't budge even when Marcel called her. His head was still examining the terms Marcel had put forward in the letter just now. Don't like? I don't know what's going to happen, it's going to be hard to meet.

"Where?" ask someone from Lila's newly picked up cell phone. That's Minnie's voice.

"In the mall, wash your eyes."

"Yuk tube, long time no see!" take Minnie. "At the club anyway. Can you?"

"I share the location, beb. I'll give you the same address as the taxi."

"Where aren't you coming?" ask Lila.

"He's overtime beb. If I can follow it."

"Okay, otw."

Lila visited the clothing store in the mall. Looking and looking at himself. At that time he was wearing the casual clothes he used to wear. It gave off a sweet and pure aura. Then he remembered the taunts Martha called him the son of Kindergarten.

"Okay, today's concept is sexy and elegant huh." He said to himself.

Lila haphazardly pointed at a sexy skimpy dress that was tight and displayed her back. Black is alluring. Quickly he issued a Marcel credit card that had been given first. Until the notification came to Cape Marcel.

"Tumben he's shopping," muttered Marcel who initially did not care. Within an hour, more and more bills appeared in his notifications. Shoes, salon, bags and more.

"Where is he going?" marcel said he was still curious.

"Triings.."

There's a whatsupp message going into his phone at almost midnight. It was from Carlos.

"Bro guess where I am and who I meet?"

Ogah-ogahan Marcel replied to that chat. Then he made a video call that was not immediately appointed Carlos. Apparently it's in a nightclub.

"You want to show off? I'm closed!" exclaim Marcel lazy.

"Know to be closed. Don't you wanna look around?" Carlos tease.

"What the hell is a boy? I'm busy this weekend with a lot of customers."

"Gue just saw a girl, hot bad. Very good taste bro. Wanna see?"

"Don't play. I curse you so much work....."

Still condemning Carlos' lack of work, Marcel was stunned when Carlos' hape camera highlighted someone from a distance. It's dark, but Marcel knows the guy.

"Calilla?" tanyanya slow.

"Yoiiii bro. Crazy crazy. Bad, pretty ain't shitting."

Sok sok an cuek is Marcel. "Continue?"

"Yes on, because of that beautiful Miss Kalila, all the eyes of this guy here are staring at her. Ichlas bro?"

"Let's go, don't care about me," he replied pretentiously, but his legs were trembling unsettled. "Udah watch out, I want to work!"

Carlos didn't hear what Marcel said. He only heard the words 'unconcerned' and expulsion.

"Who's got Marcel's girl?" carlos is busy talking to his friends at the club.

"Oh the Bryan, Los. The Regent's son."

"Jiirrear.... Sedap bang....."

Still engrossed in monitoring the conversation, the video call was turned off by Carlos. Make Marcel's heart agitated greget and so forth.

"Bryan's... Bryyan... Bryan's..."

The spell tub that was uttered three times, his feet instantly had the strength to step up. Traverse the floor to the parking lot with a limp and go to where it should be.