XELALFAREL

XelAlfarel pov

Step gontai a girl who already looks tired entering an alley that looks quiet and in the light dimmed slightly.

The girl stopped at a lined building that was a boarding house in the alley.

Who else would he be if not Xela. Xela reached her residence safely.

Thank goodness I survived to my destination. What an exhausting journey!

Xela sat on the single seat in the mini room while slightly hitting

The girl immediately cleaned herself up before laying down on her mini-bed.

Xela took off the black jacket she was wearing earlier, the jacket belonging to Alfarel.

He felt something behind the jacket, something flat but not too big, about the texture like the texture of the card.

*What is this?

Xela* got him out of there. It turned out to be the man's ID card.

Xela was curious, she also opened the ID card.

His name is Alfarel Christo. Hah, he's 20. Mean age difference of 2 years.

Well means he's dong's brother. Geez, I could meet someone like this.

Xela was upset herself, she kept looking at the photo of Alfarel's ID card.

A smile was etched on his lips.

*Beautiful, sweet is also his smile even though it is very annoying. I guess if I haven't been home, I won't?

Oh, that's it, just a dream. How could a haughty man like him*

Xela pursed her lips, then she smelled another scent. The chocolate-like aroma, it turns out, came from the black jacket he put on the study table beside the bed.

It was so good to breathe the perfume she was wearing.

Indeed, at first when he wore the jacket, there was no scent that he smelled, either because of his taste or the wind outside the house blew a little.

***

Alfarel was sitting in a room with his hands holding a smartphone while turning it.

Suddenly there was a call coming in, there was a name, 'Ario' , Alfarel immediately shifted the green button to pick up the phone.

"Hallo, Io how. Did you get any information about that woman?"

"Udah Al, the girl lives in an alley, on the road Cempaka no. 92, deket anyway but it was really a lot of walking."

Ario answered across the phone.

"Let him walk. The guy is strong too!"

Alfarel smiled faintly, this time his hand could not stand still, his hand continued to rotate the ballpoint pen located on the folio paper.

"Can't do it man, I'm just tired of driving from a distance follow him. If you may I help you, girl."

"Trus lo pleasein that way?"

"No Al, it's on your orders."

"It would have been good if Lo had helped him at that time. I cut Lo's wages."

"No man, no."

"Good, if so. I'm curious about what happened in the Rose Room yesterday, tomorrow accompany me!"

"Hahai ... just calm man, I would like to do so as long as ..."

Ario's words across the phone were cut off by Alfarel.

"Just be calm about that, you are free to play with anyone there. Just one girl, not many."

Alfarel already knows how to gelagat Ario.

"Okay man, thank you. But I seem to like the same girl. If I had him I'd be happy, but unfortunately I work for you to check him out, I'm afraid of losing money."

When he heard the voice reply from Ario across the street, Alfarel clenched his hand.

'PLAQUE'

"Woi don't you dare be like him. You can't touch that woman."

Alfarel was angry involuntarily. Why should he be angry, while Xela always fishing his emotions.

There is an inexplicable sense of his heart when he saw a Xela, especially when he saw Xela crying, it was fun and reminded him of Alika.

"*Looking man, I just suppose don't insist dong!"

'TUT* TUT TUT'

Alfarel turns off its smartphone unilaterally. He's really angry.

He occasionally glanced at the picture frame of a girl named Alika in front of him who leaned neatly near her perfume.

Alika, you're gone. Brother can't forget about you. I don't know why you haven't been able to let you go.

Alika sister loves you ...

Alfarel smelled the photo inside the frame, then turned his body about to get out of the chair.

Alfarel's eyes were fixed on the open door and a man who was the same age as him, who was he if not Dafi who had been living with Alfarel and working for him.

Dafi stared at him.

"You haven't slept Daf, what's up. Since when are you here?"

Al asked the question in a row.

"I haven't slept, I've been here since hearing the sound of the blow. Is bang Al okay, or is dizzy not being able to sleep by alcohol. Do I need to make an acidic drink to ease things?"

dafi asked again, his words were thrown in a flat tone but his tone was very funny.

"What the fuck. No, everything's wrong. I'm gonna take a break, go back to your room!"

Pinta Al while pushing Dafi's body out, Dafi's body was almost as big as hers, only Dafi had a body that was not so tall as her.

"Bang Al, I'd like to ask. What's up with bang Al, and what's up with that girl?"

dafi asked who had indeed managed to hear Alfarel's conversation with someone on the phone, but only half.

"There's nothing. You are a man, don't act like a woman. Just like gay."

Alfarel put his regretful face on Dafi who continued to insist.

Finally Dafi managed to get rid of him from his room.

...Bang Al, what happened. I hope one day I can meet that girl. What are they doing, huh?...

Dafi, who had been removed from her boss's room, was still eager for Dafi to get clear information about Xela.

Alfarel laid down his body on the bed, the smile on his lips as if it had never faded. He just kept remembering the incident last afternoon, exactly in the afternoon.

There's a funny side to Xela that keeps her entertained.

Does Alfarel need an Xela in his life?

This is the first time I've found a woman who's fun to be angry with. But why do I feel lonely now huh? do I need it?

Is it true what he said last? a trap, is he really in the trap? Who would dare to trap him.

Whether conscious or not, Alfarel thought so, he felt an oddity after meeting Xela, although only this time.

Xela lay down restlessly, she kept remembering the figure of Alfarel, a man who was really annoying.

I didn't think it out. How come there is such a guy, no morals. Udah nolongin uh even make heartache.

I've made money, but it's taken again.

I have no morality ...

Inner Xela while hitting the bolster pillow she was hugging, she felt furious.

connect ....

~Hai don't forget the support. Whoever you are ...

Thanks ....