Angel Surgaku (Female Halalku)
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In a dense and noisy place there are several pairs of eyes that continue to look at Nabila, beautiful women with slim bodies are enjoying the music there.
Without Nabila realizing, a man casually sitting on a chair while sipping slowly red drinks, but his eyesight continues to pay attention to a beautiful woman who is busy twitching her beautiful body, but her eyesight continues to look at a beautiful woman, enjoy the sound of music played by the DJ along with others.
The man kept the empty glass on the table and walked up to Nabila, the beautiful woman who tirelessly danced to remove all the turmoil and fatigue on her chest.
"Harry, where the hell are you from? Here dong join" call Nabila when he realizes Harry is approaching him.
"Bil, it's 4 o'clock more. Keep calling me" said Harry slightly shouting so that Nabila could hear his voice.
"Lo lift?" tanya Nabila shouted and stopped her body twisting for a moment.
"That's it, I'm dead if lifted. here it's noisy, later Nyokap you know if we're again in the discotheque" replied Harry. Nabila smiled satisfied to hear Harry's answer and casually he again began to enjoy the music played.
"It's relaxing. Nyokap I will be in Bandung so will not know we are here" said Nabila relaxed, without the slightest burden.
"Go home now yuk, the day after you have a job" Harry persuaded.
"Come her. I need entertainment, I'm the same manager who just agree to my every contract, I don't think what if I tape, I'm not a robot. Lo also bosen is your cooperation to be a photographer?. So, instead of the loud chatter we have fun aja until morning" shouted Nabila as the music sounded louder.
"Lo is stubborn. Anyway now we go home" Can't stand Harry pulling Nabila's hand out of the discotheque.
"Lo ain't cool!. I'm still at home, Her yes" protested Nabila but not heard by Harry.
"Lo wait here! I take the car first" Harry raised his index finger towards Nabila, warning him not to enter the bar again.
"Hmm" muttered Nabila lazily while turning his eyeballs but he still obeyed Harry, waiting for Harry.
"Get in" cried Harry as he stopped his car in front of Nabila.
Nabila opened the door and entered the car with an annoyed face.
"Where are you going to take me now?" ask Nabila ketus.
"Where else are you going to the apartment?" sahut cynical.
"To your house. I want to nginep at home lo" said Nabila relaxed. He leaned his head on the back of the car seat and bent the side of his leg which he raised to the seat.
"That time it was my brother
it's really nice to see you in my bed" Harry protested.
"Gue is just sleeping Her, we are not doing anything too. Later that time you will be in the bathroom again, so your brother misunderstood"
"Yes my fuss, later I sleep on the sofa you feel good to sleep in my mattress. Anyway now I anterin lo to the apartment lo" said Harry.
"Lo stingy" Nabila closed her eyes, drowsiness began to approach her.
"Bodo!" harry said, shortly afterwards he was running his car.
Nabila exhaled in annoyance, his body and mind were not one way. Her heart was agitated, Nabila turned her head to the back seat of the car, looking for her red bag. He opened the bag and took his phone.
"Crazy! I called the phone 37 times. Tumben really, why?" pekik Nabila when he saw the notification on his cell phone.
"The rich are important deh Bil, mending you call back" Harry suggested without looking at Nabila. His eyes are too focused on the streets.
"I've been sleeping at this hour. Later in the morning I will call her" said Nabila.
"As far as you!" harry said he felt his advice was ignored.
"Lo why the hell? Outraged from earlier, again PMS? " Nabila looked at Harry no less cynical but Harry did not mengubis.
"Some by now, a flick down" said Harry as his car reached the apartment parking area.
"Yes yes, patiently why boss! " nabila protested, he opened the car door with a feeling of annoyance and then closed it tightly.
"Bye" said Harry flat and then drove his car, for some reason his heart was so angry when he saw the men approaching Nabila earlier. While Nabila turned her eyeballs upset and walked into her apartment.