The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

Fire jealousy

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"What the hell lo! Just ngaur!" Layla brushed off Nina's hand from her forehead.

'Who was that then? Is it possible that he is, but it is impossible also, right ka Nugi again carry out his punishment!' layla's mind with a feeling that pause jedug not because of.

Nina frowned, staring in full search at her best friend.

"Lo took the wrong medication, huh, La? What's your over dose of tadpoles, Mr Danu?" great-grandson Nina with a sinless face.

Layla looked at all directions. Her hands smothered Nina's mouth. "Tell me, this is bacottt you asked for in the Nin filter!" layla murmur.

"You have a horrified man, you again La! Why the lo?" Nina put Layla's hand out of her mouth

Layla exclaimed with a slight shout. "June! Lo denger no! Nina was bacottt what?" layla asked, staring in full view at June who was sitting in the other row.

"Bacottt what? The pr? Is there a pr?" cecar June.

Layla massaged her chest with a sigh of relief. "Faith, kaga kaga, lo kaga denger it turns out!"

"Lo weird!" cibir June.

Jun refocused on the book he was reading, but his thoughts floated on Layla.

'That was Nina talking about it! So, kepo it me! There are so many secrets that La lives!' inner June.

"Sofian kaga you ask, La?" Nina pointed at where Sofian was sitting.

"Au ah, dizzy me!" Layla dropped her face on the table, resting on her first hand on the table.

"Lo again there's a problem with you guys, La?" Nina stroked Layla's back, in a quieter voice.

"You have a problem, I'm the same with Danu. Even my relationship is already deketing." said Layla.

While from her desk, Ratna stared dislikefully at Layla.

"Gue was curious, Layla had money from where ya.. can use rich luxury goods that, lo liet aja.. hairpin that Layla use it price is not tens of thousands."

"Maybe from his father who won the tender, a splash that he kept on buying hairpins." great-granddaughter Novi.

Ratna said, 'Is Layla now a simple om om ya? By his father's acquaintance it must be a money man.'

Teng teng teng teng.

"Good morning son!" he exclaimed Danu by standing in front of the class, while in his left hand he held a black bag.

"For paaaak!" in unison one class answered the call of the teacher who was notoriously cold and talkative.

"Tie sir! Who can answer, in what love sir?" ask Irfan.

"Kiss sir?" yuli Seronok.

"Dining together sir, I will not refuse hahahha!" ratna said with red cheeks.

"Wuuuh in amuk fiancee sir Danu, new nyaho lo!" sindir Deri with a cynical look Ratna.

"Alah lo, it's all wits sir Danu aja..nya original sir Danu is true singles hihihi!" cibir Ratna's.

'You don't know, I liet Layla got off the car, Mr. Danu! I'm sure, there must be a play between the two of them.' inner Irfan.

"Heh Ratna, you are no longer in amuk, but in unyeng lo!" mery taunts.

"Alah bacottt lo on, I'm not afraid of fiancee Mr. Danu. Mr. Danu is single. Waiting for me to graduate for my wedding, right, sir?" Ratna rolled her eyes at Danu.

"You don't have to debate anymore, quickly do the task from me." great-granddaughter Danu, don't want to bother arguing her students.

"Wuuuh ngeles aja lo sir, I wait for the end of the lesson, you must marry me sir! There is not a single guy who can resist my charm ahaha!" ratna kekeh.

"Pe'de gileee!" ledek Novi's.

Irfan looked at Layla from his chair. "There is a burning fire of jealousy!" muttered Irfan slowly, the pen in his right hand continued to spin he played right.

Layla looked at Danu with annoyance, as well as her pursed lips, and without her realizing it, her fingers bristled the sheets of books that were on her desk.

"From this morning, this guy is really really really cool, make my blood go up! What the hell you want!" layla grumbled with great emphasis.

"Drink first!" Nina pushed Layla's bottle that Nina had opened.

"Lo weird! I'm not thirsty!" layla's circus ketus with a wrinkled forehead.

"It's not you who's thirsty, it's your heart that's burning. Hehehe lo begooo in La piara!" ledek Nina with a soft chuckle.

"Lo's jealous of La!" great-granddaughter Mery by leaning her body to the front of the table.

"Jealous?"

Sreek.

Seriate...

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Pouring everything into the bow through words. From word to sentence. From a sentence strung together into a work 😅😅😅