2 A WOUNDED HEART
Season 2 - 8. Approaches

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Brother, Mr. Anto can't pick up. He said he again nemenin Syila to the same mall. I went home first to ride ojol. Sorry I can't be together, because I have a stomachache. Take a taxi, brother. Ok?😉

After reading a chat from her sister, Dira then replied with two letters only, namely "OK".

Mr. Anto was the driver assigned to pick up the children. If the morning they will leave together, but when they go home, Mr. Anto will pick up the twins first, because it is indeed the hours of learning in Junior High School is faster than in High School.

"Taxi what mesen ojol aja, yes?" thought Dira. While weighing which one to choose, the girl decided to walk out the gate first. If you ask where Hanna and Luna are, they've gone home first, with their respective girlfriends who also went to school there.

Dira looked into the streets for quite a while, but not a single taxi passed by. Because he did not want to wait long, he immediately opened one of the online transportation applications.

After typing the intended address, Dira prepared to order, but the sound of a motorbike stopping nearby was followed by the sound of a man asking, making his index finger not touch the screen.

"Why haven't you come home yet, Ra?" ask the guy who is none other than Lingga. He approached Dira with his sport bike. Her helmet was deliberately opened so that Dira would know if it was her.

"Li-Lingga?" Dira was shocked to see the appearance of Lingga especially if you have to remember the incident in the canteen earlier. He felt awkward to face back with the sharp-eyed guy.

"Kok himself? Where's your sister going?" ask Lingga again. Dira always came home with his sister who was in the tenth grade.

"Hm, Eya has gone home first. Mr. Anto also can not pick up, so I want to mesen ojol aja." Dira answered as calmly as possible, his eyes did not dare to look at the other person.

"No need to order ojol, mending me interracial, huh?" langar.

Deg

"Eh? Don't need. I can do it myself, really. Coincidentally also ojolnya I ordered just now," declined Dira. He had to lie, but had not ordered at all.

"Hm, if so I accompany ya until the bulge comes. Than you have to wait here alone."

Deg

Dira immediately died of lice, how could his online ojek come, after all he had not had time to order it.

"You go home, why wait for my ojol to come. Later on, afraid of ngerepotin," push Dira smooth.

Linga smile. "Don't wait for your bully to come, wait for you for years I can. No trouble at all, though."

Deg

Dira's heart beat fast as soon as he heard the Linga's speech. However, he did not want to be too kegeeran, so chose to respond with a joke.

"You can just, lest the playboy nature of Om Satria descend on you, yes. Tombal jago. Hehe.." said Dira trying to stay relaxed, even though his chest was beating.

Lingga's expression slightly changed when Dira considered that the expression of his heart had just been a joke. However, he still forced the smile to hang on his face. "I've never messed around with anything I thought was important."

Deg

Again and again, Dira was made to flinch with the speech of the Linga. His heart inside there was still not even beating normally, and now it had to be taken aback again.

"Haha..." Dira laughed awkwardly. He tinkered with his phone to order an ojek online immediately.

The girl's eyes were rounded when she found out that her phone was running out of battery. If this is the case, the address he can no longer reason. No taxis passed through any of them.

"Why?" asked Lingga astonished when he saw Dira looked panicked.

"Hm, my phone's running out of battery so..." Dira did not continue his words. He himself was confused as to what to say.

"Yes, did I take you, yuk? Until when do you want to wait here, it is better to be sure," persuaded Lingga.

Inevitably, Dira finally nodded as well. "I'm sorry, it's taken away."

"Liet down. He's got his helmet on!" The phallus handed the white helmet to the girl of his tribe.

Dira took the helmet from the hand of the phallus and immediately put it on the head. "You always have two helmets?" ask Dira while riding on the bike.

"Yes, try your luck. And now it just materializes."

Deg

"We're on the road now?" ask Linga.

"I-iya.." the great-grandson of Dira who had sat behind the Linga.

"Not want to hold? I'm afraid you'll fall" Lingga said before running his bike.

"No-no, really. I've got a good grip on the bike."

"OK." Lingga immediately shook his motorbike away from the school area.

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Syila and Kila are currently in one of the largest malls in their city. Kila didn't know what purpose Syila had to bring her here, the girl just followed.

"We're in, yuk!" take Syila as soon as they get in front of a famous optic.

"Would you like to buy glasses?" ask Kila. Syila's eyes were fine, why did she buy glasses.

"Go ahead, yuk." Syila pulled out Kila's hand to go in with her.

Arriving inside, Syila immediately expressed her wish. Apparently, he wanted to order contact lenses.

"We should check the eyes of the sister first, before making appropriate contact lenses" said the optics employee.

"All right." Syila nodded. "Come, Ki. Let's check your eyes first" she asked.

Kila's surprised. "Eh? How me?" tanyanya's confused.

Syila smiled broadly. "Yes, you. My eyes are healthy, so what do I wear contact lenses for. I brought you here to have your glasses replaced with contact lenses."

"But for what? I'm comfortable 'kok wear glasses, '" said Kila menoak.

Syila pout. "Udah, check it out first. I will be clear!" He pulled Kila's hand towards the examination site.

A few minutes later, the examination was completed. "So my sister wants to contact what color lens? Let's make it right away" asked the store employee.

"Just be quiet, Ma'am." Syila answered.

"alright. The sisters have to wait at most an hour, it's okay, right?"

"It's okay, Ma'am. We'll come back here to get it."

Syila smiled and thanked me. After that he and Kila went out of optics to the next destination.

"Salon?" Kila looked at the salon in front of her. "Don't tell me you want me to get a haircut?" tanyakanya.

Syila. "Not cut, really. Just a little tidied up."

"But..."

"Oh come on..."

Again Kila could only resign when Syila pulled her hand to enter the salon.

"Sir, please tidy up her hair," Syila pinta told the salon employee.

"Okay, sweet sister."

Not wanting to wait in vain, Syila finally followed the haircut. It just so happened that his hair was long and made him sultry.

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