Bad Boy Bucin's

Bad Boy Bucin's
They Can What?


...Sometimes a hug is better than a thousand tranquilizing words...


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"Why?" asked Azka who seemed to know that Azkia was not okay.


"No papa" said Azkia, smiling as sweetly as possible.


"Don't lie!" Azka stared fixedly at the two beads of Azkia's eyes.


"We first yes, you guys finish your problem first.we wait in the parking lot." said Devira.


They wanted to give Azka and Azkia time to talk about their problems. Azka and Azkiah were with Azkia.


"Why?" tanya Azka who was now right in front of Azkia.


"I just feel that Farah's talk has a point" Azkia said a little scared.


Azka raised her eyebrows, she did not know which word Azkia meant. For Azka Farah's words were like the wind passing for her.


"Which one?" ask Azka.


"Who said if this was all my fault, Ka. if only I wasn't the same you surely none of this would happen." Azkia looked down, her fingers flushed red as Azkia squeezed the gray skirt she was wearing.


Azka threw her breath out violently, what day does this why it feels so heavy for Azka. One day he had to think about the various problems that continued to befall him. And now someone he cares about feels insecure with the words of others.


Azka holding both arms of Azkia forced her to look at both eyes of Azka.


"My intentions!" azka's orders.


Azkia raised her head following Azka's orders, the hazel eyes looking shady made anyone hypnotized in her gaze. Including Azkia.


"This is what makes my heart sober" said Azkia.


Slowly Azka's hand rose up and cupped Azkia's cheeks, with Azka's thumb gently rubbing the remains of tears in the corner of Azkia's eyes.


"I'm good, horrified" Azka pinta.


Azkia just nodded.


"Gue does not care what people say about you or about me, which I know I love you... whatever your circumstances, I accept.. I also never complain about you?" azka said as gently as possible so that Azkia could digest Azka's speech.


"So don't you ever beat yourself up like that, I don't like it!" said Azka who made Azkia's tears escape from her eyelids.


"Gue accepts everything you have, whether you are ugly even though I like kako....they can what?" azka.


Azkia could not say anything more, she was happy to have someone like Azka in her life. Azka was willing to accept all his shortcomings and did not care what others said about Azkiah.


"Cock crying again?" ask Azka.


Azkia just shook her head, then subconsciously Azkia hugged Azka tightly. He poured out all his sobs in the chest of Azka's field, sorrow mixed with happiness.


While Azka could only stay still while gently rubbing Azkia's back.


"Ma-thank you" said Azkia amid her sobbing.


"Yes, no matter what happens you have to believe me. Okay?" ask Azka.


"Okee's." Azkia nodded.


"Jaudah let's go home, I'm anterin." take Azka. Yes that's how Azka sometimes still uses lo I sometimes also use me you.


Azka believed Azkia's fingers to get off the rooftop, today Azka can pass. But his mind is still burdened with the request of the papa.


"You're not home yet?" ask Azkia to her two best friends and Azka's friends who are still loyal in front of their respective vehicles.


"Our way home is impossible here, right" said Nayla.


"Jaudah let's go home, we've been waiting a long time" Devan asked.


"Beb, let's go home, '" said Attaya to take Nayla.


Shamefully Nayla rode on Attaya's motorbike, her hands were wrapped around Attaya's waist to prevent her from falling.


"My rich singles, how are you?" said Devira a little insinuating.


"Cih, lo said clothes in the online shop like to click," Devira clucked irritably while kicking Attaya's motorbike, but only the wind that he could kick.


"Patience, Ra. lo same Devan aja than himself." joked Azkia while rubbing Devira's arm.


"Gue's with her?" devira asked while pointing at Devan who was standing in front of his bike.


Azkia nodded, while Devan seemed to be waiting for a response from Devira.


"DREAM!!" shouts Devira annoyed.


Devira opened the car door violently and then without further ado he stuck his gas let the three men stare at Devira.


"That's right, Ka. lo see for yourself what he's response to my rich, I'm lacking what try!" pissed Devan.


Devan likes Devira but his love is not as smooth as the toll road.


"Efforting to be reckless," Azkia said as she chuckled at Devan's annoyed face.


"Prestigious him, originally embarrassed," said Azka while opening the car door for Azkia.


"Sok tau lo," scowled Devan while wearing his fullface helmet.


"Judah if you don't believe it,"


Azka closed the car door when Azkia got into the car, then she turned around and entered the steering wheel.


Tiin tiin


The car's glass was half open, revealing Azka's face.


"Bye, jones!" azka said as she waved her response to Devan.


It made Azkia shake her head and laugh. He did not think someone who looked like a wall omelette could behave like that to prank his friend.


"Jones jones is!" pissed Devan.


They had all left the parking lot that had looked lonely, because the incident Farah wanted to commit suicide made the school send them home faster.


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After Azkia's house, Azka went straight to the papa's office because he had to immediately settle the matter of his betrothal.


It did not take long Azka had arrived at the parking lot of the company's office to choose their family. It has been a few minutes until Azka but he is still faithfully sitting in the car, it feels heavy to step his feet into the company. But he has to do that.


Brak!


The sound of the car door that Azka slammed made anyone who heard it fall in shock.


Azka had not set foot in this company for a long time. Even so the employees in this company already know Azka, maybe only new employees who do not know him.


"Sore mas Azka, how can I help you?" ask receptionist.


"Please buy food, keep antherin to the director's room!" azka orders while buying some blue money to the receptionist.


"Okay, please wait in the room of the director," said the receptionist, bowing.


Azka did not reply, he just went straight to the elevator that will deliver Azka to the 8th floor precisely the papa workspace.


After reaching Azka directly into the room that contained the Director's nameplate.


Creek.


Azka opened the door but only the empty table she saw, Azka did not find the papa. Without hesitation Azka stepped in, sitting his butt on the sofa in the room.


His eyes were observing from end to end the contents of this room, still the same as before nothing had changed. On the workbench still visible picture frame that makes Azka interested to see it.


Seen a photo of Azka when she was a child is smiling sweetly without the slightest burden. Next to him was Yudha and Kayla who looked full of affection.


Azka just smiled thinly while putting the frame again on the nightstand, but she flipped the frame. Azka sat back on the sofa, her legs raised to the table.


"Can it be polite?" there was a baritone voice that broke the silence of the room.


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