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

PART 35'S

♥ BELONG TO ME ♥ Mine ♥ #1

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Jakarta, Indonesia

Studio Dance Prita

“Thanks Yes Brother.” Prita said as John drove him to the studio but only to the building lobby, because John had business.

“You are very welcome, Prita. (Same – equals, Prita).”

“What is my car, Brother?.” Prita asked because she left her car in the parking lot of John Penthouse building.

“Later there will be a drop-off here in a minute.” Answer John.

“Oh yes already ..”

John and Prita are a little awkward actually. Prita who still asked – asked because of a kiss on his forehead last night by John, and John himself rather deg – deg – an also, afraid Priwitan did not like what John did last night.

Giving a speech before going to bed plus one kiss on Prita's forehead.

Along the way they chatted around, to get to the building where Prita's studio used to practice.

“From here go straight home to Bekasi?.”

“Ke cafe used to be the most daft.” Prita Sahut.

John mangosteen – mangosteen.

“Ya. You heart – hearts yes. Today John could not accompany. Many jobs and appointments with several people.”

“Iya si, relax.”

“Ya already you heart – hearts.”

“Iya . Brother John too.”

“Ya. John is staying?. Call when you get home.”

Prita nodded with a smile, and John immediately drove off his car.

****

“Ca ilaaahhh!!.” A voice made Prita cluck.

“Lo voice can not be denicillin volume?.”

“Du ilaaah kayak sound lo own aja kaga cempreng, cun!.”

The two girls then chuckled together while walking to the studio where they were rehearsing.

“So actually your boyfriend is Tristan what is John Kak anyway?.”

“Two – are not!.”

“Laaahhh. So then?. TTM?. HTS – an? What is partner in bed?. Blanket night, morning, afternoon, afternoon or whenever brother calls?.”

Prita immediately landed a toyoran on the head of his best friend. “Only load nyet!.”

Diana also immediately laughed out loud – Bahak.

“Ting – ting nih I.” Prita. ‘Ampe to my lips also still ting – ting this.’

“Iya, yes trust me!.” Diana still chuckles. ”Well you want to be the same one whose story?. Si Tristan what Brother John?.”

“According to lo?.” Prita said as she and Diana walked to the floor where their training studio was located.

“Take – guess this mangosteen fruit I like the story?.” Diana Sahut.

Prita chuckles.

“Aaan the hell lo, Na?.”

Prita distanced Diana's head that was sniffing her body.

“From the smell of – smells anyway, seeds of – seeds of toge tree eh seeds – seeds of love lo same Kak John still exists.” Diana.

“Sok you know lo.” Prita again.

“Do not muna!.” Chirp Diana. Prita. “Although you tell me how sprained and hate elo the same Kak John lo it, but your eyes still sparkle – binar if the story about him.”

“So good looking?.”

“Such beauty .... sok – sok an nanya again lo. Surely I was the same feeling you brother John even though for about two years you ngejauhin him, still love you for him still exists.” Diana.

“Looks like yes.”

“Not like. But yes!.”

“Iya deh, love it, Nyet!.”

“Ngakuin ga lo?. Still in love with John?. I'm samber, brother John lo.” Said Diana while pointing her index finger at Prita.

“Enak aje lo samber samber!.” Prita Sahut. “John Smith, take to me, okay???!.”

*****

“Cun, you bring a car right?.”

Prita and Diana had already finished their training.

“Eh yes, have been ushered the doorbell my car huh?.”

Prita dyed towards the glass wall of the studio that penetrated out.

‘That's the time yes, brother John?.’ Prita saw a well-built man whose face was a little foreign.

“Ncun!.”

“Aaan?.”

“Lo bring car ga?.” Ask Diana again.

“This I want to check already ushered not my car, nyet. Come ah!.”

******

“Nona Prita ..”

“Ya?.” The man Prita had seen approached her. Exactly as he thought that the man was John's.

“This is the car key, Miss.”

“Oh yes, thank you Sir.” Prita.

“Same – alike, Miss.”

The man was polite.

“I'm sorry then, Miss Prita. My Miss's car is parked not far from the building lobby.”

“Oh Yes Sir. Again thanks.”

“Sama – equals Miss. I excuse.” Said the man who then rushed away from before Prita and Diana.

***

“Tumben bring your own car. Usually two lo subscriptions are change pick up?.”

A girl spoke to Prita while also looking cynically at Priwitan as she and Diana reached her car.

“Why?. Sirik lo?.”

“Syrics??!! L'm?. Sirik the same Lo?. Dih amit – amit!. If I want Tristan or that bule lo guy, who's John?. Easy to take from Lo!.”

“Udah si Prit, do not need to be treated it is simple om – om.”

“Hardly lo! Who do you say simplenan om – om?!.” The cynical girl seemed to be unable to accept Diana's words just now.

“Elo! Who else?!.” Chirps Prita.

“Try lo if you can tempt him. Jago!. Mine ain't gonna be that easy you take.” Prita pede.

“Ga make sure you!. Skirt kecakean!.”

“Pede – is me. Is clear!. Also I'm from elo, upil hippos!.”

Ejek Prita who then giggled with his best friend and immediately got into his car, then drove his car away from the hippo who was growling because of ridiculed the Priwitan.

***

Prita had driven his car to reach a building in the South Jakarta area, not far from his dance studio.

“We go to Se - this bud, cun?.” Diana asked who was guessing where Prita would take her to eat.

“Why?.”

“Once – once treat me at the five-star resto cake. Your brother will be rich, money jajan lo sure I can make a rental apartment.”

“Ck. Basic friends kaga no morality!.”

“Bodo!. The important thing is to be full and not out of money.” Diana Sahut. “Ke Akira kek, time aje I met the CEO to be yayang kek Kak John lo it.” Added Diana.

‘Kak John I.... not yet officially so mine it sibule koplak.’ Prita pulled one corner of her lips.

“Ya Cun?. How to Akira?.”

“The Cafe only, how?.” Prita Sahut. “More fun places.”

Diana's eyes twinkled.

“Bottled, cool si ncun place nongki his.”

Prita chuckled at Diana's words just now.

“Gue is also because my sister was invited there.” Prita.

“Kakak lo tuh ya mending so food blogger or vlogger deh, my feeling yes, he knows all places to eat the same place to hang out even sampe that goes into the alley – gang. But tasty.”

“Kak Fania is big on her way!.”

“But the legs cuco meong, ciiinnn.” Said Diana with a adoring face.

“Do not try – try keganjenan same Kak Andrew, if your body will not enter kedalem dus.”

“Wakak.” Diana was laughing.

“Yuk ah.” Prita invites Diana down after they reach the lobby of a hotel. To eat at the place that Prita recommended.

“Gaya really lu cun, use Vallet parking all.”

“Do not cake susyah lo, Nyet.”

“Gue loves style!.” Diana and the two friends chuckled. Then walk to the restaurant in question.

***

Prita and Diana had already arrived inside the restaurant at a star-rated hotel. Lots of visitors but not too crowded.

Prita follows a waitress who greets them at the entrance.

“Eh Cun .. That's Kan Kak John?.” Whisper Diana to Prita.

“Mana?.”

“Tuh!.”

Prita's face instantly turned sour, as her eyes followed the direction of Diana's head pointing to one table surrounded by several men – executive men as well as several beautiful adult women – gorgeous. Not the sight of the men and women who seemed to be involved in the cool chat without caring about their surroundings.

But the scene that slightly crept Prita's heart was a woman who propped her chin up on the shoulder of a man beside her. The man Prita knew, who last night kissed her forehead.

“Please.” The waitress' voice made Prita immediately turn to him.

“You're out of here, Prita?.” Said Diana who was aware of the change in the look of her best friend's face.

Prita sighed like she was holding back.

“Sorry mba, we are ga so.”

Prita immediately turned around and pulled Diana's hand to rush – to leave the restaurant.

Diana, who was aware of Prita who was certainly upset and angry, took the initiative to ask Prita for the car keys, so that she would drive.

“Sorry Na, when – when will I invite you to eat here. We go to your apartment. Food pens via delivery aja.”

Diana nodded. “Luck si.” Diana. He immediately drove Prita's car to his apartment.

***

‘T’rus means semalem he kissed my forehead what?.’ Prita has arrived at Diana's apartment. His eyes were fixed on the television but his focus was not on that flat sailing thing.

“Udah si, no need you thinkin cun, who knows if it's a girl who kegatelan glendotin Kak John.” Said Diana looking at the dumbass Prita.

Prita breathed heavily.

“Lo saw earlier that sibule koplak fine – fine aja in glendotin kayak earlier?.”

Prita is upset

“Cih! Same with the two of them! Gatel!.”

“Iya already, rather than lo angry –, mending we eat.” Diana said as their ordered food came.

****

Cafe Fania Hotel, Jakarta

‘Inget phone me aja kaga lo Kak. So cool in gelendotin cewe.’ Inner Prita was upset because it was almost dusk but John did not call or send a message to him at all.

Drrrrt ... The sound of a message notification on Prita's phone is heard.

‘Where is Prita?.’ Message from John.

‘Cafe, where else.’

‘Oh. Yes already. Heart – hearts if you go home later.’

Prita doesn't reply anymore. The message from John did not come again.

‘Refinitely again – ena ama it girl earlier.’ Prita throws his cell phone on the table.

Trioing.......

Now Prita's phone is ringing, but the caller's name is not John.

“Halo Tris ..”

‘Hai Prita, where else?.’

“In the cafe, why?.”

‘Free ga tonight?.’

“Why?.”

‘I want to ask you to be my partner to my friend's show at Leon tonight.’

“Hmm, okay. What time?.”

‘I pick up at eight?.’

“Ya can.”

‘Okay at eight I picked up at your sister's cafe huh?.’

“Fetch to Diana's apartment aja.”

‘Okay, Babe.’ Tristan decided on his call.

***

To be continue ...