The Somplak Girl belongs to Cassanova

05

"Shut up! No one's talking!" Pandu's voice rang out to fill the room. They all fell silent and were afraid to see Pandu's anger.

"Right now answer! Which one do you want to choose?" tanya Pandu intimidates. He looked at Rasya who was rolling his eyes lazily.

"Why are you quiet?" pandu asked in surprise because it had been waiting for a long time, Rasya did not answer at all.

"Om, how the hell? He said he couldn't talk. Now I'm diem, angry. It's free to be handsome if you plan!"

"You!" pekik Pandu cut Rasya's speech.

"I'm beautiful, cute, and adorable, Om." Rasya still relaxed back. Pandu ruffled his hair violently in frustration.

"Easy! I'm tired of talking to little boys like you. From tomorrow you will stay at my house." Pandu walked towards the door, he did not want his emotions to rise if he was near the rioting girl. Arga was behind.

"Om," called Rasya with a glass as Pandu almost grabbed the door handle. Pandu smirked faintly, he was sure that Rasya would plead with him.

"What else? Would you like to ask for more?" tukas Pandu's. He looked at Rasya with a wry smile.

"No! I'd like to ask you, is there a swimming pool at Om's house?" Pandu gawked at the question that was thrown from Rasya's mouth.

"You insulted me?" exclaim Pandu. Rasya snorted violently.

"Who is insulting, Om? I'm just asking, sensi is very rich in girls again PMS," said Rasya.

Pandu stared intently at Rasya, but the girl remained calm. "You think I'm as poor as you?"

"Don't yell at me, Om. Poor-poor gini I work banging bones to eat loh, Om. If no one is eaten at most also the plate I slammed," said Rasya. The girl really looks calm.

Gatra furiously pinched Rasya's arm to make the girl moan. "It hurts, Mom."

"Ehem!" Pandu back to thud.

"What the hell, Om! Dehem mulu feeling. Asked no longer answer," muttered Rasya. He rubbed the former Gatra pinch on his arm.

"Your questions are like stupid questions! Of course there is. You think I can't make a swimming pool in—"

"Yes!" yelled Rasya cutting off Pandu's speech. "I don't have to pay anymore if I want to swim." The girl pranced with excitement.

"Gosh my god." The guide exhales roughly.

"Let's not be that ugly, Om. Show me your handsome face dong," seduced Rasya. The girl's eyebrows were up and down with two fingers on her puffed cheeks.

"What's wrong, Om Panu," Rasya said casually. Pandu and Arga both glared, while Gatra shook his head in disbelief.

"What do you call me?" tanya Pandu, still snapping.

"Om Panu's. Uh, how can Om know my name?" ask Rasya wonder. Pandu tries to be calm to cover up his nervousness for fear that Rasya will be suspicious.

"Don't call me carelessly!" wrath Pandu. The look in his eyes towards Rasya was so sharp as if he was about to devour the girl.

"I'm not calling you carelessly, Om. Panu's Pandu Nugraha, uh wrong!" Rasya patted his forehead. His finger tapped the temple slowly, as if he was thinking hard.

"Pandu Nugraha Andaksa, Panuan should not be just Panu, it deserves the angry Om. Sorry, Mom." Rasya raised both of his two fingers a peaceful sign and showed a barrage of white teeth.

"My name is Pandu not Panu!" Patience really has reached its limit. He lifted Rasya's body and carried it on his shoulder like he was carrying a sack of rice. Of course they were all surprised.

"I've got to teach you a lesson!" exclaim Pandu. He walked out of the room, and did not care even though he was now the center of attention of restaurant visitors, even Bella looked at him with a look of hatred.

"Om, put me down!" Rasya. However, his small body was outnumbered by Pandu's burly body. "Om, my bag is still inside!" pekik Rasia. He hit Pandu's back, but the man kept walking leisurely.

After arriving at the side of the car, Pandu immediately opened the door and sat Rasya in the back seat then he sat next to the girl. Arga opened the front door and sat behind the steering wheel.

"Om, my bag is still—"

"This is your bag, Miss." Arga casually handed over Rasya's bag which made the girl's face sparkle happily.

"Cool!" rasha was accompanied by applause. "You're like a personal assistant in a novel, with just a blink of an eye, you know what your boss wants."

"Shut up!" snapped Pandu, "Ga! Run car!" tell the man.

Arga nodded then drove forward his car, while Pandu looked in wonder at Rasya who was sitting leaning with his eyes closed when there was not a minute the girl was babbling.

"Hey! Wake up!" Pandu patted Rasya on the cheek, but the girl was not piqued at all. "Ga, did he faint?" ask Pandu. He looks so worried.

"Where is it possible, sir." Arga.

"It's only been a few seconds that she's still babbling, but why is it now like someone has passed out?" ask Pandu worriedly.

"Shut up, Om. I still enjoy riding in a luxury car" Rasya said calmly without opening his eyes. Only a long sigh could be heard from the girl.

"Oh my God, what's my fault?" Pandu rubbed his face violently, after which he squeezed his hands in front of Rasya's face with teeth rustling because he was so anxious with the girl.