Angel Surgaku (Female Halalku)
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when Adam had a holiday, haha-haha

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At exactly eight o'clock Micah and Harry just got home. Harry held Micah's hand open the car door.

"Of ten we go, yes, gather together my friends" asked Harry, Micah just nodded his head in agreement without asking what place he would go to to gather.

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Micah had taken a shower and changed his clothes. Harry was just wearing casual clothes.

"Now it's gone" asked Harry.

"Her Yes"

"Well, Harry wants to gather together first" said Harry.

"Malem-malem gini take Micah?" Ask her father to doubt.

"Just hanging out yah"

"But I don't give Micah permission to come out. Don't mess with Harry's girl!" father's voice slightly raised, he was afraid that Harry might have an influence on Micah.

"Dad why the hell accuse Harry who does not actually continue? Harry's choice of father was wrong, Harry's father's activities were wrong"

"You're having a hard time telling Harry's parents!" Jerking dad. Micah who was watching became uneasy himself, this commotion was because of him.

"Dad, dad. Micah asked Harry to go to his place. Kan Micah only a week here, Micah wants to have the same activities as well Yah" persuaded Micah.

"Yes, don't be a mess" replied the resigned father. Micah nodded.

They get into the car and Harry runs his car casually and stops in front of a quiet, dim building.

Micah looked at Harry confused, why was he taken into a deserted building?. Wanted to ask Harry but Micah abandoned his intentions.

They stop when a bald-headed man asks for Micah's ID card, without a second thought Micah shows his ID.

"Bimo hasn't been here yet?" Ask Harry.

"Udah entered the court from earlier Her. Same with her boyfriend" replied the bald man. Harry nodded in understanding.

"Oh yeah, I know my girlfriend" Harry held Micah's shoulder tight.

"Ck, why didn't you say that earlier. You know I don't have to check his ID"

"And I want to know first. I went in first" said Harry.

"Yoy"

Micah's forehead shriveled further as Harry was about to open a door, where was this? Harry what do you want to come here? Inner Micah.

"Where the hell is this going Her?" Micah's whispers ventured.

"Later you know, Rilex aja" Harry stroked Micah's back.

When they come inside. Micah seemed uncomfortable with the smell of cigarettes and alcoholic drinks that stung, minimal lighting and loud music sound accompanied by the noise of people who spoke.

"It's club?" Micah asked half-shouting while covering his nose and mouth with a palm.

"Yes, you have to get to a gini-rich place. It's cool" Harry replied.

"Isn't it forbidden to open during the fasting month?" Harry looked at Micah lazily while clucking.

"Ck, don't get old. What are you putting in front of his rich bike? No one thought the bar would open. Relax, there will be no rajia" said Harry casually then pulled Micah's hand to the place where Bimo and his friends gathered.

"Yoi, know them all my friends" whispered Harry. Micah smiled but could not be seen by all of them as his palms blocked his nose and mouth.

"Please hands, later also habitually kiss the rich smell of gini" said Bimo while standing and blowing cigarette smoke right on Micah's face. Micah shook his head.

"Her I'm home yes" Micah said unsettled.

"Why the hell?" Hary began to be uncomfortable with Micah, according to this woman is very excessive, his nose he closed with his hands, very difficult to socialize with his friends.

"I'm not strong here" Micah freed his hand which he had used to close his nose.

"Why is not strong? satai aja Mik, don't be like a child gini" said Harry a little loud. Bimo laughed at Micah's agitated behavior.

"You want to be the same Harry must be ordinary in a beautiful place" Bimo's tease again blew cigarette smoke on Micah's face, Micah brushed off the cigarette smoke that seemed to gather around him. It was as if Bimo was not satisfied, blowing his cigarette smoke back to Micah.

"Hikk" Micah patted his chest tight. His left hand held tightly to Harry's arm as if asking for help.

"Eh, why are you?" Ask Bimo in panic.

"Mikha, what's wrong with you?" Harry patted Micah's cheek slowly.

"Bag" said Micah with great difficulty.

"Ck, he's asthmatic. Cepet see the bag, there is an inhaler" cried Cindy no less panicked.

"Her, you take Micah out. Kasian, his fear is getting worse" said Riko. Harry nodded and helped Micah walk outside the bar followed by Bimo and Cindy.

Arriving outside Harry immediately opened the car door, holding Micah in the car seat. Cindy checked Micah's bag and pulled out a small object, quickly bringing the inhaler closer to Micah's mouth.

"Pull your breath" cried Cindy. Micah took a heavy breath and took it out slowly. Continue over and over until Micah's breath has improved.

"You should tell Harry if you have asthma, don't try again to go to the palace" said Cindy softly. Micah nodded weakly.

"Thanks yes"

"Is it okay, Mik?" Ask Bimo.

"Udah is better"

"Yes" asked Bimo again.

"Yes, really"

"Duh sorry yes, because of me, I don't know" said Bimo regretted. Micah nodded weakly, he was annoyed with his weak self.

"Yes, My Mik. I'm the same Cindy back in kedalem huh. Her, mending you go straight back, tell Micah to rest" said Bimo.

"Thank you Sin, Bim" they nodded and went back inside the bar.

Harry looked at Micah annoyed.

"Lo why bother?" Mumbled Harry. Micah who was being closed immediately opened his eyes, staring at Harry in disbelief. All he knew was that Harry was a meek man, but why was this man's speech now even rude.

"meaning?" mikha asked not understanding.

"Ck, use it means everything. Lo nusahin, invited to the bar even asthma relapse"

"What the hell is Her? Why are you even angry at me? Is there anyone who wants to have asthma? There's no Her!" Micah said, disappointed in Harry's attitude.

"Ck, you're weak. Not rich NABILA!" Harry shouted while hitting his steering wheel. Micah was silent for a moment, who was Nabila? Does it have to be the same as other women?. Ah Micah remembered, The name that Harry had mentioned when they were betrothed to his house.

"Denger is Her. Maybe you think I'm sick, sick or something. But you have to take one thing yes, I'm the same He's different!" Shouted Micah, his mouth seemed reluctant to mention the name Nabila. Maybe she is more perfect than she is. Maybe it was the woman who had filled Harry's heart all along. Why did Harry accept this match. Micah tried his hardest not to cry right now.