Trapped in Love for Two

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Same day and at the same time but different places.

Jaffa and Iliyana.

Jaffa glanced at Liya who had just been silent without a sound. I don't know why it's weird to see that girl shut up.

"Hey lady are you like this?"

Liya turned towards Jaffa.

"What-like?"

"Yes for a moment you are very noisy at once you are silent and not even moving.

"So something wrong? I just don't want to bother you driving"

"Haha"

"Why are you laughing so funny?"

"No no, sory, okay in a minute we'll get to his workshop"

"Then drive la with the focus to get there quickly" Liya just glared in annoyance.

He was lazily arguing with the man he just knew but greatly made his mood go up and down.

Arriving at the workshop. Liya rushed to check her motorcycle.

"What is the owner of the lady?" one of the mechanic asked.

"Yes my owner, I'm sorry mas what is broken with my motorcycle?"

"Sorry miss the battery is weak and earlier I have replaced it with a new one and also the engine oil has been changed, guaranteed to be safe"

The mechanic also invited Iliyana to support his motorcycle

"Aaahkk the end of his life"

"It's on?"

"Yes already, aaaaa her end she's back to normal"

Jaffa who was next to Iliyana was stunned to see the look on the girl's face, how not all the way the girl was just silent without complaining. But the moment he gets here and sees his bike back on he can turn 180 degrees even more. The happy smile on his face instantly radiated just like that.

It is curious Jaffa he just saw this unique girl this time. What this girl really looks like. There must be another interesting side to this girl. Jaffa was very conscious when he was with this girl, his world seemed so noisy.

Now they are both in the garage.

"You sure you're going home by yourself?"

"Yup... This beauty can light up well"

"It's not as good as I take you home let me have one of the mechanics here take your bike home"

"No no it's okay, I'm sure he's cured of his sulking" while stroking his motor handlebar.

"Mh.. Well then be careful if there is anything do not hesitate to contact me" said Jaffa while scratching his eel that does not itch.

"Wait a minute" Iliyana also turned off the engine of the motor. He's raking his bag for something. And put out something and give it to Jaffa.

"Now "

"What is this" while shrinking his forehead and reaching for the item in Iliyana's hand.

"Brown?"

"Hem .. That's a sign of my gratitude for helping me out this morning and bringing this bike here, in pay anyway, because you don't want to accept my money, so just accept that, please don't refuse, it's not much but I don't like the free"

Jaffa was flabbergasted to see a chocolate bar in his hand. It's interesting to think. Chocolate boy? He never got this kind of reward from a girl anyway. To be honest he didn't want to get anything in return from this girl, he really sincerely helped.

This is the first time she cares about wanting to help a woman in distress, not that she doesn't have empathy but that she doesn't want to end up being mistaken. And it happened with her.

"I'll take the gift"

Eeh... Jaffa held Iliyana's arm, which was about to pull the motor gas.

"Yes"

Now their eyes are clashing. Jaffa and Iliyana looked at each other. And what happens is that both hearts beat great. They also end up misbehaving themselves. That second, Jaffa removed his hand from Iliyana's arm.

And he let Iliyana go. Slowly Iliyana passed.

"What was that, what a shame, what's wrong with me" she softly rubbed her nape and smiled.

He also passed by his car.

On the way home Iliayan from earlier blew his mouth. Nervousness as his eyes collided with Jaffa flowed all the way to his face.

"God why does my face feel so steamy. Her eyes her gaze aaaaaaakkkhh... Forget it forget it" Iliyana mused.

It was quite a long journey that he took to get to his boarding house. The day was getting dark. Enter kosan kosan nya Iliyana also parked his motorcycle carefully.

Without him noticing there was a pair of eyes that were watching him. Who else if not Jaffa yes somehow what feelings lead him to follow Iliyana until in front of his boarding house. A fairly simple cosy in the middle of ordinary housing.

"Here he lives hemm... Quite mediocre" Jaffa thought while continuing to pay attention to the motion of Iliyana who had entered the stairs of the 2nd floor kosan.

Until just inside his room Iliyana also threw his shoes and bag to any place.

"Huuuffff why are weary today"

Crutches...

Dert...

Her phone rang.

"Haa she is ? Why did he call me what else?.. Ceekk"

"Yes hello"

"Have you arrived?"

"Yes already"

"Oh well, if that's good, I'm sorry to interrupt"

"Haa you called me just to ask that"

Jaffa did not answer.

Kriuk....

Immediately Iliyana pressed her stomach so as not to be stung by Jaffa. But Jaffa heard it.

"Wait what is that? alarm from your stomach?"

Iliyana also bit her lower lip and patted her eel while lifting her legs.

"aaa.. No i ii.. It's the neighbor's cat". He closed his eyes and bit his finger.

Jaffa laughed, "hey, I'm not the kind of kid you can fool, come out and let's eat and I'm hungry"

"What's beyond her meaning?"

"Yes I'm in front of your host"

Immediately Iliyana jumped from her tambourine and turned off her phone. With quick steps she walked out of her room. Yes sure enough he can see Jaffa standing across from his boarding house while leaning in his car and folding both hands ny.

Iliyana immediately ran towards Jaffa.

"What are you doing here? Did you pick me up from the workshop?"

"Wait a minute don't think no-no I just make sure you get there safely, I'm just afraid the bike's why-why-why that's all" Jaffa reasoned.

Iliyana also squinted her eyes.

"Aren't you hungry?" Jaffa tried to switch.

"Oh let's go for a minute you're not jutek to me"

"Well, but I don't want to go with you"

"Yes"

"Just leave your car here, we'll eat at my subscription on the road"

"Then we walk there"

"Law.. Why are my legs on?"

"That's a punishment for having your foot follow you here"

"We're going there on a motorbike"

"Motorized?" when Jaffa wanted to protest Iliyana had already passed into his boarding yard.

With a drag Jaffa stepped in as well, how not his legs had run out in the stamp Iliyana.

"What's wrong with the girl's mind what's wrong with my leg?" her inner.

"It's "Iliyana gave up the keys to her bike.

"Haa, isn't it safer to use a car?"

"Indeed, using a motorbike is not safe, besides the distance of the place to eat is not too far, more practical if using a motor"

Jaffa was hesitant to ride the Iliyana matic motorcycle as he really rarely uses a motorbike matic, even precisely he never rode it in the long term.

But hesitantly he grabbed the key and entered it into the keyhole of the motor.

"Either only in the gas and brake is there is nothing else that must be stepped on" monologue itself.

Jaffa also prayed in his heart that he could and did not drop his pride in front of this chatty girl. He could have been laughed at by Iliyana.

Slowly he stiffened his motor and turned towards the road. Iliyana was already sitting well behind Jaffa. Although the beginning had faltered and stiff end Jaffa could master with shrewdness.

"Huuhh luckily la" she was already sweating holding back the nervousness.

Where's the place to eat?"

"Straight later at the end of the road there is a tent written by Pecel ayam. Well stop there"

Jaffa just scrunched his forehead he just heard that type of menu. Before her she had never read the type of menu, but she resigned herself as long as she could have dinner with Iliyana.

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