XELALFAREL

Alfarel Offers

Xela and Dafi sat next to each other on the blue sofa. Xela again looked at the cake in the jar.

*Y*a. Why the hell is this house like a cake shop, the feeling of yesterday here the cake is also there and now there is also. I'm hungry, I haven't had lunch yet.

Inner Xela thrashed.

"Please eat the cake miss, do not hesitate because this is reserved for guests who come."

Suddenly the man spoke as if he knew what Xela was feeling.

Xela was embarrassed, but her shyness was overcome with hunger and the desire to eat the cake.

"Miss. Whose name? "Ask Dafi again awkwardly.

"My name is Xela." Xela replied awkwardly as well.

"Oh, what a name, miss. I Dafi a worker for bang Al here. Miss Xela may I ask you something?"

"What's wrong?"

Ask Xela who finished chewing the cake.

"Why do you know Bang Al. Do you have a relationship."

The question made Xela silent for a moment, she actually did not want to share the story that concerns her problem with others, especially people she just knew.

"Emmm, we accidentally met just as I had a problem." Answer Xela briefly, he does not want to actually if thrown questions again.

"Well what's the problem? Why meet bang?"

Geez, this is a high-level lady. What the hell does he want, huh.

Xela was upset, eager to leave the house immediately.

'CLEK'

The sound of the door averted Xela and Dafi's eyes. It turned out that the one who came from behind the main door was Alfarel.

Xela was so shocked, her heart was pounding. Same with what Al felt when he entered and saw the whereabouts of the woman who yesterday he please come back to his house. But because Alfarel is an intelligent person, then he can also hide his strange feelings which will certainly make him misbehave.

Alfarel smiled cynically then walked towards the sofa, again a naughty mind wanted to clash his mouth.

Hope you want to talk to get information from the lady. It's always Bang Al who failed.

Inner Dafi then went away from there, knowing that Al would have thrown him away if he had not moved, so he first moved away rather than being told to move away.

This shitty guy what the hell he wants. Come immediately smile as if to fight.

Xela looked upset at Alfarel who was sitting in front of her with a smile full of insinuations.

"You finally came here. What a great woman. Did you come here to beg about work?"

Alfarel asked, he continued to smile considering how the heat of the fight between them was yesterday so that Xela just left her house and walked alone at night.

"Don't be so knowy. I'm here to return this jacket. Thanks for saying it."

While giving the black jacket, Xela left. He did not want to be there, the longer the draining energy just fighting with Alfarel's annoying figure.

"Stop your move! There's still something I want to ask." Al said as he moved from the sofa approaching Xela who had stopped at the door.

Xela who heard Alfarel's voice giving orders to him finally stopped his steps.

"You have to answer. Free you want to leave because the fence is locked."

Xela was surprised, she seemed to be stuck here again.

The man has no character, what does he want.

"Quick talk if it's important let me get out of here. If it's not important that you don't have to, just break it and open the gate!"

Answer Xela flat. A lot of reluctance to serve the braggart's men.

"Yes about you. I didn't expect that you were still sitting in High School, but already dared to enter the Rose Room for an unworthy purpose. Is there no other job?"

The question Alfarel asked was always heating up, which would burn Xela's heart.

"Can you ask another and not necessarily this useless question?"

"What do you say, useless? Is your future useless? You came from far away but wasted the future, pathetic!"

Alfarel spoke in a soft tone, but the words were very piercing the heart of an Xela deeply. Although he had never done anything stupid out there, but Alfarel's words were true.

"What do you mean say that? Is it too important for you to enter my life?"

"But who would enter my life, this is a comment and a response because I already know who you are."

"By the way but don't fret. You don't know anything about me stop talking about me."

Xela began to be unable to think anymore about what to answer when the man did know about her.

"Good switch the conversation. What if you work with me?"

Xela looked over with a face full of question marks. Didn't he hear wrong with what Alfarel just said.

"Working with you? I'm not sure. Right now I don't need a job, I don't want to.

Let me go home." Xela then stepped away leaving Alfarel standing with a meaningful smile.

"You're very hard on Xela. I'll wait for you to come back when you really need a job. You're too close to yourself and social problems, great woman."

Guman Alfarel while staring at the departure of Xela who was getting farther and disappeared.

Damn, he always used his arrogant style when he spoke, what the hell would he want?

If I were a guy, I might have hit him

Xela sat in annoyance as her footsteps battled the tiredness of the soul across the hot deserted streets. Even today Xela is eager to open her clothes that are indeed layered tank top.

It's really hot. It's still a few hours away. Even money is not enough anymore, it went already thirty thousand runs out and now the remaining twenty thousand. Where is enough again.

The girl's mind felt troubled with her life that really needed money.

He walked away thinking why he had rejected the man's offer. Xela seemed to regret not hearing the details first.

'TIT TIT'

In the middle of a journey of almost half an hour, the sound of a motor horn was heard, the motorbike also stopped right beside it.

"I'll take you, miss."

Said Dafi, a figure Xela knew as she opened her helmet. Dafi uses a pink duck motor. Maybe that's how feminine men like Dafi taste.

"Is this because of Alfarel?"

Ask Xela cynically.

"Yes. Hupp is not."

Dafi initially replied to him but soon shut his mouth because he spoke wrongly, he changed his answer.

Xela just rolled her eyeballs, not wanting it to feel like she was receiving, but her legs were already sore and she felt tired of walking too far.

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