Because of You
freak girl

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"hey..!"

Bagas spouted his drink as Laila suddenly came bluffing her back from the back..

"i could die tau..!" his scolding which was even answered by the tongue sticking out of Laila then he continued with a laugh..

"let's tell dad yes I'll go for a minute..!" the message passed by while putting a helmet on his head..

"where are you going?"

Laila turned to look at Bagas who was sitting casually on the front porch of the house with his online game..

"i want to find clothes.. was going to say dad.. but dad is sleeping so if you'll find me tell me I'm going to the mall... okay??" he said while closing the zipper of his favorite leather jacket..

Somehow Bagas looks stupid like a person affected by gendam.he just nodded with his lips slightly open he was flabbergasted to look at the appearance of the girl in front of him who looked different..

The more fascinated he is with the appearance of Laila...??

"heh.. denger no..??"

Bagas jumped as if Laila's words were a spell that resuscitated him..

"yeh. yes brother.. later I say..!"

"great..!"

laila said she brandished her mother and ruffled the tip of her sister's head before she left..

normally Bagas would have brushed off Laila's hand, but not this time..

Bagas propped his head up on his knees looking at the passing of Laila from the sight of his eyes..

As soon as he was fascinated with Laila's different appearance..

he was still looking at the gate when Laila had darted far out of nowhere...

if only the truth was that I was Farida and Adnan's adopted son, I might still have a chance to have one..

murmured Bagas in the heart that a few seconds later he realized by himself.

"what am I talking about??

ahh.. basic..!!" he swore by patting his own head..

* * *

Laila pulled the speed of the bike when it felt there was less than Aleyy..

he also seemed to be looking for something..

"sorry sir.. Around here there is a workshop, right?" ask sesopan maybe in a man who is estimated to be sixty years old and above..

"the tea neng wants to irritate..?"

Laila frowned hearing the father's words looking confused.

"bu.. not sir. I want the motor service.. not irritating..!" he nodded with an awkward smile..

"aihh. ai si neng.I mean that tea..!"

Laila just smiled still confused.it seemed like there would be a conversation that made it difficult for her..

"nu sae mah workshop in ZAP aja neng..!" he gave advice that Laila still did not understand..

"sorry sir.. zap who is it..?"

"hadeuh.ai si neng teu apaleun..!" he said by shaking his head..

"ZAP tea the name of the workshop neng.. tuh on it..!"

Laila nodded and began to understand as the father pointed in a direction..

"the workshop is good sir..?"

"yes good atuh neng. who menggecuskan there nice motor tea all...rich this neng motor..!" he said again by referring to the Laila motor..

"there tea is still looking for a new mechanic neng. less well who works, the workshop rame continues. abah also want to neng work there if accepted mah. herang mata pokona mah.."

Laila smiled grimacingly at the babbling of this brother.It's nothing, Laila just wanted to ask and not to hear his curses..

"oh.. is that so..? I'll be there later.thank you very much sir..!" laila said a little rushed but did not leave her polite attitude.she quite understood with her style of language.but she was afraid that later it would hurt her family..

Laila parked her motorbike in a spacious building and clean enough for a workshop size identical to dirty and messy..

the customers sitting on the bench are also quite a lot..

the place is certainly true as the father had pointed out because it was clearly emblazoned the name of ZAP Motor in front of him..

Seeing a woman riding a motor sport is nothing new to those who are there..

But when Laila gets off and unlocks her helmet, attention suddenly centers on her..

"day mbak..!" greet a mechanic who approached him immediately..

"yes..!" laila smiled

"call Abay aja.." he said acting so'k familiar..

"why is this mbak..?" the question begins to circle the bohay Aleyy..

"why the hell. just not delicious.. it has long been not dipake because..!"

"ohh. mbak calm aja. in Abay's hands must be a mantep deh..!" he said he was proud to pat his own chest..

he saw a girl dressed as a mechanic there..

"mas Abay..it's a mechanic too..?" tanyanya pointed at the sweet girl..

"oh.it.??"(( pointing at the girl)

"hm"

Laila nodded and Abay agreed..

"weird yeah mbak ..?"

"it's not strange, I'm amazed that there are young girls like him who can understand machinery like this..!" his praise was still watching the girl's movements..

"yes quite a bit mbak. her stress reliever..!" abay said that made Laila laugh..

Laila returned a smile as the girl flashed and smiled at him..

sweet too..

laila murmured in her heart..

Not wanting to waste time, Laila decided to leave her motorcycle and chose to take a taxi..

After taking care of the data collection about his motorbike, he also passed away from the workshop..

"bang Abay.. I just saw the customer, very beautiful huh bang..??" the girl approached Abay after Laila's departure..

"iye is so beautiful..!"

"i want her rich beautiful bang..!"

"how can clear rich he. lu mah playnya am oli mulu joo..!" ledek Abay with a laugh that got a lip reply from the girl..

* * *

Laila threw the key to her bike at Bagas who was ready to receive it..

A few hours around the shopping center make Laila achy and choose to go straight home..

It was so exhausting...

he also asked Bagas to take his motorbike which was definitely completed through the maintenance procession..

Armed with a sum of money and a letter of proof given by Laila, Bagas entered the workshop and took care of his administration..

All smoothly and no obstacles whatsoever only some of them feel disappointed because the one who took the bike was not the owner..

But they were waiting for him..

Until the moment Bagas was about to ride the blue-black motorbike he was surprised by someone who suddenly hit him..

"uh.sorry sorry...!" he said he regretted it because he was completely unintentional..

Bagas was flabbergasted to see the end of his shoes was doused in a thick black liquid..

"what's this...??" he watched his shoes that had been stained. It was obvious that he was very upset with his misfortune..

"sorry not intentionally..!"

"you____"

suddenly Bagas hung his anger as he pointed at the person who hit him..

Bagas stared at the beautiful eyeballs that made him instantly freeze..

"you know these are new shoes..!" nagging Bagas at the girl in front of him..

"yes I know. there's still a label..!" point the girl at the bagas shoes with her chin..

"shit..!"

sumpat Bagas gelagapan quickly pulled the label which turned out he had indeed forgotten to take it off..

The girl closed her mouth to keep her laughter from breaking in front of the young man...

"your watch..!" threaten Bagas staring at the girl..

"do not use the bang time.I'm sorry.anything is just a little doang..!" he said he did not accept the threat of Bagas..

It's no big deal if the new one's not from Laila..

"very brave anyway..? I'm aduin with your boss huh..!?"

"fuck me. I'm not afraid. bwlee..!" his challenge to the young man was so bold he stuck out his tongue..

"kam__"

"what's..?"

"eh Zora... already..not good with other customers..!" abay said he broke up because they were both the center of attention..

"sorry mas. he accidentally..the next time must be more careful..!" he again tried to defend Zora..

you weird girl

he said again in his heart, without being able to hide his unfortunate face on the girl named Zora

Although upset Bagas can not do anything.what's the power, the new shoes presented Laila for him have been tainted by the girl pinter said that..

I hope I don't see that girl again..

his prayer before he left was to bring Laila's motor back home..