
Even the night has passed, and now the sun has revealed its light. However, that early morning a commotion rang out in Elina's residence. He woke up so bad that he did everything in a hurry. Finally, the girl was confused looking for the key to her motorcycle.
Several times Elina went back and forth the room and living room, but did not find it either. It was already very late for the girl. It was no longer possible for him to search for himself.
“Mother!” elina shouted from the living room.
Diyah, who heard the boy's screams, stopped her activities in the kitchen.
“Why, anyway, the kid? Early in the morning made a scene. Interrupting the peace of the nation,” muttered Diyah. The woman wiped her wet hands and walked quickly to where Elina was.
“Aaan, Elin?” ask Diyah after arriving at the living room.
“Mother see my motto key, no?” ask Elina. His eyes looked to and fro, relentlessly searching for the keys of the motor.
“Mother, ‘kan, never use your bike. Where do you know,” replied mom. That way the mother relaxed her shoulders.
“Ih, Mother. Please help cariin, dong,” pinta Elina. The girl whined in a spoiled tone.
“Where did you put it?” Diyah started looking. His eyes ran through the living room.
“So I've taken it from there,” show Elina on a table, “but I forgot the narohnya again.”
By the time Elina pointed earlier, Diyah immediately knew where the key was. The woman patted the top eel to the senile sanga of the child.
“Try looking at your right finger!” diyah's orders while smiling wryly.
“He-he-he. I forgot.”
Apparently, the key that had been sought, curled sweetly on Elina's ring finger.
“You want to get married soon, huh? Wear show make ring locks on fingers. I'll tell Evan to get his marriage accelerated next week,” seductive Diyah.
“Ih, Mom, fuck, hell. It has nothing to do with time,” said Elina. The girl pulled out her flickering face.
Elina immediately said goodbye to her parents. After that, he led the bike down to the road and then he stood there again. He took the helmet in the seat.
Evan Andian Baskoro, son of Angga Baskoro, a neighbor who proposed to Elina yesterday. The man smiled broadly when he saw the idol was there. His eyes winked next to her as he knew that the girl was glancing at him.
“Morning, Honey,” greet Evan while raising eyebrows.
“Dih, who is called honey?” muttered Elina. The girl with the blue shirt and jeans didn't mean to ask Evan.
“You're. Now, you are my honey. We are also sehati.” Evan looked at his shirt and then Elina's.
Elina followed what Evan was doing. Right now, they are both wearing blue shirts. The two men made no agreement. I don't know, what a coincidence it's from.
Elina just lifted up the other side of her lips. He no longer wanted to serve Evan's temptations like before. The girl immediately took off her motorbike, leaving the man.
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"Why come here like a duck?" tanya Bunga—friends and coworkers Elina.
"Where not to be. Just imagine, I just broke up with David, uh, yesterday he came."
"Sorry?"
Elina was getting annoyed with the Flower question. "Oh, what the hell, you. Where could he be sorry."
"Eat him, by the way, that's clear."
Elina immediately told me about what happened yesterday. The woman's face was very upset.
"Indeed, men don't know themselves. Dare he propose to you."
"Indeed, you guys don't know yourself."
Elina immediately sat down facing her desk. He felt annoyed when he remembered the events of that time. The incident where the reason David broke off his relationship with him.
Seriate.