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Alena Reaction

Alena just got home, she immediately parked the motorbike on the porch of her house. Hearing the sound of a foreign motor, Grandma Alena peeked out from behind the window.

There was the sound of the door lock being opened, and not long after the Grandma came out and greeted Alena.

"Len. Whose bike?" Ask Grandma Alena.

"Oh, it's a temen bike, Grandma." Alena opened the helmet that was still attached to her head.

"Motor's temen? How's the other guy's bike you're wearing, anyway? What if there's anything?" The Grandma was worried because for the first time, Alena brought her own motorbike with a considerable distance.

"I don't want to wear it, Grandma. But He asked me to make the bike, he said so I don't have to ride the angkot continue." Alena.

"Yes entered first, all enter the motor. Afraid of the creeps!" Granny Alena Excited.

Alena nodded, She pushed the motor and put it in the house.

"Your chef is very good to believe the bike is made in the same you," said Grandma Alena.

"Emm, yes. Don't know why you can believe me" replied Alena as she is.

"You girl or boy?" Ask Grandma Alena.

"Turkey." Alena sat her body on the sofa, and straightened her back for a while.

"Oh, pantesans. Maybe there's something!" Granny Alena Excited.

"Something the hell, Grandma?" Alena asked as she closed her tired eyes.

"Yes maybe the guy likes you, keep trying to make Deket same you. If you don't like it, where is possible to get the bike in someone else's use." Alena's grandmother expressed her opinion.

Alena was silent, staring blankly at the ceiling of her house.

"Did Arka like me? Be present!" Alena rubbed her face rough, for some reason the initial goal she was working on just wanted to focus on making money. Alena had not thought before would be entangled in a relationship with her co-workers, all this time Alena only believes that the one who still reigns in her heart is Ezra. But over time, Alena even forgot about Ezra without the effort he made himself.

When with Typhoon, Alena still can not replace the figure of Ezra with Typhoon who sacrificed so much for him. But when she got to know and was close to Arka, Alena felt things she did not feel when she was with Typhoon.

Alena moved from her place, she kept her bag before finally deciding to clean up and fill her stomach which began to rumble.

Elsewhere, Ark was overtime. He must finish his work which is still piling up. One Arka also actively replies to messages that enter his phone, whether with whom Arka replied to a message.

"Oh yeah, Alena where? It should have reached home" murmured Arka.

He picks up his phone and intends to send a message to Alena.

"Hey," said Arka.

Alena, who had just finished her shower, heard her phone ringing as she was picking up clothes in the closet.

"Arka" said Alena.

He also replied to Arka's message, "yes, sister. Why?" Ask Alena.

Before long, Arka also returned to reply to Alena's message.

"Will it get home? How not to ngabarin?" Ask Arka.

Alena read Arka's message, and she just remembered that Arka asked her to tell her when she got home.

"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot. Up until now, this was just about to eat." Alena returned to reply.

Arka read the reply Alena's message, He looks smiling.

"Oh, forgot. I ate, gih!" Pinta Arca.

"Yes." Yeah." Alena replied briefly, without thinking anything, Alena put her phone back and came out of the room for dinner.

While Arka, he was amazed by the attitude of Alena who impressed flat on him.

"So here? Hemm, interesting." Arka muttered as she stared at Alena's short message on her phone.