The Young Master's Love Story

CHAPTER 25

Rasya's words made the atmosphere even more gripping and Aldi did not accept with the admission of the college friend, he immediately hit Rasya without warning.

Bukk...

"Don't be rude to you, Race. He's my girlfriend" said Aldi who did not accept.

Rasya also staggered to the side, he who was shocked there was no preparation to maintain his endurance. He held a slightly bloody face in his nose.

"What the hell, brother. Why vigilante," cried Bunga, not that he defended Rasya but that he did not want any commotion in this public place.

"You defended her, compared to me your boyfriend," Aldi replied in disbelief.

"It's not that brother, but...,"

"But what! Okay from now on we break up," he said with emotion, he was crazy about Bunga when chasing after him also needed a struggle.

Bunga was stunned by the words of his lover who broke his relationship only because of trivial problems, he did not understand the way the man thought.

"You killed me, brother. Okay I we broke up," said Bunga was no less emotional, he who was already embarrassed and humiliated by his own lover, decided himself in a public place.

After saying that Bunga also left this place, he felt pain when the man he loved decided because of this misunderstanding.

Rasya who was smiling, he looked at the back of the girl he had just fussed about. He approached a friend named Aldi.

"Thank you, bro. You no longer need to look after her," said Rasya who smiled as he patted her on the shoulder. After that he left the event to catch up with Bunga.

Aldi brushed it off, he who was carried away by emotions had realized his words. He regretted his actions when the remark ended the relationship with Bunga.

Aldi rubbed his nape and threw away the heat violently, he was so stupid when emotions hit him.

Aarkh...

"Gapain you look around, DISPERse..," cried Aldi, he came here to introduce his lover to everyone, who has a beautiful girl who is targeted by men. But his fate said something else, instead of showing off he decided.

His heart ached, he still loved her very much and loved her. He rushed to catch up with his ex-girlfriend to apologize to her.

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In front of the cafe, Bunga waiting for the order he ordered a taxi online. He can no longer be here.

A luxurious car approached and opened the window.

"Come in" Rasya said, he knew the girl was in chaos and needed calm.

Instead of entering Bunga shook his head, he refused because he wanted to calm his own mind.

Rejection from Bunga also made Rasya get down from his car, he approached Bunga and opened the car door.

"I don't want to, sir. I've booked a taxi online" Bunga said.

And without any cue Rasya was immediately carrying a stubborn Flower that did not want to obey his orders. Flowers were shocked by what their boss did.

"Sir, why. Put me down," flower pinta.

Rasya ignored him too, he put this girl in his car. Then drive around the car to get in and drive the car.

The vehicle was traveling at medium speed, Rasya occasionally glanced at the dreamy Flower. I don't know what the girl thought.

"Don't think of the man, he doesn't deserve you" said Rasya, who broke the flower's daydream.

The flower that refused to answer, he just glanced and returned to focus looking at the streets.

The car stopped at a place so beautiful, Bunga who had not realized it when he was brought here also immediately looked around. He only realized it when he was already in this place. Such a beautiful and beautiful place with such a cool view.

"Where is this, sir?" asked the flower who glanced towards his superior.

"Beautiful," instead of answering, he asked back.

The flower nodded and smiled again, she was so comfortable in this beautiful place.

"This is a place you visit often?" ask the flowers again.

"Yes" answered Rasya briefly. He looked at the girl next to him.

"So beautiful creation of God," he continued while staring at the face of the Flower.

"Yes, Sir. It's beautiful" said Flowers, who did not know the direction of the man next to her.

"Beautiful!"

"Yes," replied the Flower who was still focused towards the front.

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Like the person next to me....