When you kissed me

Dua

“Nevent gone.” His answer was brief without trying to resist with Moli's actions.

Moli glanced at the man. His eyes frowned when he saw the man still wearing a white dongker uniform. Still her Junior High? But his height had already surpassed that of a child his age. It may be about 173 cm tall. And there's a name tag on her left chest Yoga Pramana.

“Gue stay yes...” said Moli while stepping her feet away from her.

“Wait.”

“What else is it?”

“Ask her HP number.”

Moli's forehead is wrinkled. “ For what?”

“If anything happens to me. Elo number I contacted.” Yoga half grinned.

Fuck the boy. “This is your number. Let me missed call.”

Yoga dictated her mobile number. And a minute later his phone rang. “OK. Ud in.”

“Ya I've left.” Moli left with a taxi passing in front of her.

“Beauty is also a girl.” Yoga with a smile that contains something. “Ck! Pain also turned out..”

“Why do you Ga? ” ask Santi or her mother Yoga when she gets home. He approached his son.

Santi glanced at the wound on his knee. “Kok can bleed that anyway? Mama fetchine medicine first.”

Yoga sat waiting for Santi with the pain that began to feel. “This is Mama putatin.” Santi smeared the wound with red medicine.

“Why can rich gini anyway?” santi asked as she covered the wound with a bandage.

“Backed by the guy earlier.” Answer Yoga briefly.

“Be careful when on the road. Good thing it's just blisters.”

“Udah heart kali Ma. They are the only ones who like to moan when driving.” Answer Yoga and go straight to her room. Santi just shakes his head.

In the courtyard of the house, Fani and Mia were already waiting for Moli about fifteen minutes ago. “Lama lo! Where the hell is it?” gerutu Fani who was sitting on the porch chair of his house.

“New also how many minutes.” Saur Moli's.

“Where was the boy Mol?” asked Mia who was sitting with her legs raised.

“Good well anyway. I'm anterin to the hospital she doesn't want.” Moli put her ass on the brown terrace of the house.

“Log yuk.” Fani opened the door of her house and walked straight to the room.

Moli grunting. “New also sit.”

The room was quite spacious. About 4x4 meters. There are some photos that adorn the walls of the room. The room was almost full of items that were actually far from useful. Just look at who is arranging the former make up container on the shelf. Should be thrown away.

“Where to Bokap lo Fan?” asked Moli while holding a photo of the memories of the three of them 1 year ago. A memory where we first entered school wearing full High School uniforms full of strange accessories that are stuck all over the body. Characteristics of MOS activities.

Fani put her body on the bed.

“Again to the store. Monitor the employees he said.”

Fani's father is a well-known shop owner in Jakarta. There are already several branches scattered throughout the island city of Java. That's why he was never careful in spending his money.

Molly was busy with the photo. While Mia was sleeping next to Fani who was staring at her laptop screen browsing with someone. Sometimes he laughs like crazy.

“Why do you Fan? Trance?” ask Moli.

Fani still chuckles with her eyes focused on her laptop screen. “See deh Mol. Cute right?” Fani thrust her laptop showing a picture of someone.

“Who is he?”

“That's the singer Kafe who will perform tonight at Watt Coffee.” Fani replied with sparkling eyes.

“So nge-fans her lo same her.”

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