THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

PART 19'S

♣ WHY I'M LIKE ♣

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Happy reading..

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John glanced at his watch. He is in the car now, having grown tired of being in the coffee shop for an hour. “Crazy it's been almost five hours!.”

John grumbled to himself in the car. He even had to fall asleep for a while so waiting for the Prita with his activities.

I really want to go in. But afraid that later the Prita lash again. That kid told me John couldn't be there. Not a dance member, Prita said. “Ngapain aja him up to four hours like this?.”

John was getting impatient.

“My feeling of time accompanying the Kajol and some aerobic girls is only two hours!.”

He grumbled to himself. Time to accompany and wait for Fania two hours he already ngomel – ngomel.

It's been almost five hours he waited for the Prita without him noticing, tumben – tumbenan, diah – beahin.

“Whoever I be like this.”

John was astonished himself.

“Gue after all. Let's just say aja. I'll kiss tofu later!.”

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Again and again, when John entered the building where Prita was on one of the floors, he again became the center of attention of the – girls who happened to be there, he was back there, although he only looks relaxed with the addition of a casual jacket.

“Excuse.” John asked a girl who happened to cross paths with him when he reached the floor where he was driving Prita.

“Yeah?.”

The girl sumringah, saying with cute pretentious. Beautiful indeed, but somehow John was not interested.

“You're from dance class or.?.” Ask John about the girl.

“Iya.” The girl answered quickly.

“Are you guys done?.”

“Still taking video.” Say that girl. “There can I help you with?.” He can offer and display a pretty charming smile. But John again did not feel interested, even a little uncomfortable with the way the girl looked at him.

“Can I see?.” Ask John about the girl.

“Of course can.” Sahut the girl quickly who seems to be trying to spread the charm on John. “I inter.”

'Si Prita, he said I can't stay in the studio area!.' Inner John while nodding while smiling and following the girl who was with him, while opening his jacket.

The girl who drove him was slightly distracted by the chest of the sibule koplak field when he realized that John had taken off his jacket. Si bule koplak anyway no mean what –, Just a sultry tinge of a little.

“We take a video there.”

The girl pointed towards the room whose surroundings were translucent glass, and it looks there are several cameras and a crowd of people dominated by – girl women with clothes that are quite tight and sexy of course. And it looks like there is a shooting, because there are two people who appear to be winding with the accompaniment of music that sayup – sayup heard from outside the glass wall, with a camera that is pointing at the two people who are dancing.

John nodded.

“You come inside?. It'll be my turn soon, if you want to see.” The smiling girl seemed to tease John.

John smiles. “I'm here.”

“Oh, by the way – says you are this, his friend Jo?.”

“Jo?.”

“Our producer.”

“Oh no. I just picked up a friend.”

“Oh yes?. Your friend here what's his name?.”

“Prita.”

“Oh.” The girl was only oh ria, but her facial features changed slightly after hearing Prita's name. “I stay inside, yes. Log in if you want to see.” Say it with a smile that is made as charming as possible. John nodded.

“Thanks ...”

“You welcome.”

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“Where is Priwitan?.” John is standing now. Curious has not seen the figure of Prita among people – people who mostly dance it.

Two dancers who were taking pictures when John came earlier seemed to have finished because it looks and sounds – people clapping. John shuffled from his place toward the area surrounded by a glass wall. There are some girls who uwow like they are training in one corner that he approached from the outside.

Well, at least their exotic movements that look like they are training and look excited can quite make John wash his eyes. Coupled with a slim body, tight clothes and a flat stomach. But again – again John just to praise. If John who was eleven twelve with Jeff when it comes to girls even though not as wild as Jeff, surely John has pocketed a dozen phone numbers of the girls there. After that, he just had to choose.

But since the Priwitan began to destabilize his brain and heart. No more – girl girl who interests him. Since the past few times, his brain and heart were filled with everything about Prita. The girl is able to make it hard to sleep, which John assumes is his guilt and anxiety when Prita is hostile to him. He made his life a little uneasy for about two years.

Prita is not as beautiful as her sister, not as well as Aila, not as elegant as Ara and Michelle, but everything about the girl can make her sleep unsettled. Moreover, Prita's appearance now is not like a little girl, not also like ABG.

“Where the heck is he?..” John's eyes are still looking for – search. Without him realizing there were some eyes that were admiring his figure who was standing near the glass door. Still outside. Don't want to go in yet.

John's gaze shifted to the place where the camera had taken pictures of two people dancing, and now it has changed.

It looks like there is still another shot, and now there is someone who is certain that the girl is standing up for shooting koreo like it. Sexy and crazy, a little far from where John is standing now, but it seems clear that the solid chunks behind the girl who was in front of the camera and was preparing, he said, unfortunately, he turned his back to the camera while posing.

Sayup – sayup music is heard from inside, shooting has started again it seems. Because along with the music that started the girl who was in front of the camera also began to move her body. But still not turned around. John noticed. Not bad itung – itung wait for the Priwitan, he thought.

“Interesting ...”John watched the girl dancing.

Plain hips that look smooth is a little attention other than the back of the girl printed from behind the pants made of T-shirts but quite tight as well.

‘Eh?.’ John squinted his eyes slightly as the girl who was dancing and the shoot turned around, still moving in rhythm with the music. ‘Prita .?.’ John was curious, he walked towards the door to enter the studio.

John took a sip of his saliva as he entered the studio, slightly closer to the dancer who seemed to be focused on dancing, looking at the camera. John ignored the astonished view of the – girl who realized his presence. His eyes could not be separated from the dancer he was looking at almost without a blink. The truth is Prita. Dancing with his energy, bending his body. Enough to make John's chest pound a little quickly, because of the appearance of Prita with a tight shirt that is only limited to below his chest, to show his queen's stomach and tight pants that rubber waist is on Prita's slender hips.

‘Oops You Think I’m in Love ..’ Prita swerved and her whole body moved including her stomach moving left and right along with the music playing.

The deg! The deg!.

‘Shit.’ John's mind cursed because it felt he could not stand the tempting scenery in front of him. Cussing because he cursed himself who felt tempted by Prita who was dancing.

‘I’m Not That Innocent!.’

The sound of applause broke the daydream of John who was looking at Prita earlier. Ah, it's done turns out that Prita is dancing, John until unconscious. He also clapped his hands with the jacket attached to his arm, while trying to adjust his breathing that was a little tight, including his heart that was quite pounding.

“Sister John?.” Prita was aware of John's presence. He approached the – men.

“H-hai.” John was a little nervous.

“I'm behind you, Kak.”

“Wuih Prita, who is ituu?.” A sound of apocalypse was heard before John answered Prita. Prita and John looked over.

“Kepo!.” John smiled and Prita looked back at the girl who was probably his friend.

“Known the Prita!.”

“Can times keep me bentar.”

‘Gatel.’ Batin Prita. Then I turned back to John. Pay attention to the bule koplak standing in front of him with a fairly close distance to him at this time. Prita's eyes fit in front of the chest of John's field printed behind the tight shirt.

Undeniably, if friends – friends here so on the gatel instantly if you see John's chest that can be said “senderable” it if said girl – cewe mah.

“Sini Brother.”

Prita pulls John's arm and takes him into one corner of the studio.

‘Ck. Spread the charm really this sibule koplak.’ Inner Prita grumbled.

Prita deliberately stood in front of John, blocking the tenacious feathers who were fascinated by the chest of John's field “senderable” it.

“Kok Brother John belom back?. Why does this trick, use all this jacket open?. Great charm spread, lo!.”

“Who is the charm anyway?. Don't need to be stocked, Brother John is fascinating. Brother John is waiting for you anyway. Brother John said it. You go with Brother John, yes you are responsible Brother Johnlah.” Said John.

‘Ah sa ae bule koplak hotel. Make me gremet – gremet how it is.’ Inner Prita blushed. ‘Ish Priwitan, do not need to ge-er-an lu.’ Now his mind is warning. ‘But that's ah, napa the chest feels like a call to be hugged. Ah Lord, why am I gatel like this siiiii.'

’Duh Pritaa don't be this close to my same establishment. Brother John's head is dizzy.’

John's hands itch to hug Priwitan's hips exposed with sweaty hair drenched around his stomach.

‘Ah my goodness, this child has made me limp and tight at the same time. Siaallll.’

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To be continue...