Enamored Love Beautiful Pickpocket

Enamored Love Beautiful Pickpocket
Chapters 12. Both


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"Damn, she's so beautiful!"


A natural compliment appears suddenly in Al's heart to see Dhisti who looks different just by changing his hairstyle.


It was fortunate that the man's saliva did not drip when he saw Dhisti. Yes, the woman who had finished in the overhaul of her appearance, looked shocked when she almost collided with Al.


Look Mr. Al, our work seems to be getting praise. He was speechless!


Some employees looked at each other. Feeling the reaction of the male is more than enough for a confession.


"Why are you looking at me like that? Not good?"


Dhisti who memekis make daydreams Al buyar. The woman interpreted another to Al's astonishment that had originally gone up black, because it was too long to wait.


" Yes..mending anyway!" The thrust while fingering the neck to kill the awkwardness.


" What? I've been kneaded for almost two hours and you said mending?"


All the employees who were there were really amazed by the figure of a woman who was very brave to Al. The woman that even her clothes were, was clearly worth less than theirs.


" What's clear is that your look is better now than it was. I wonder how your boyfriend's reaction is!"


Hearing Al mention about Aris, Dhisti also felt back pounding. Is it true that this decision is correct? Making him forget Al's true attitude had been blown away.


But the one who just said even felt unwilling. For some reason, seeing Dhisti who fits perfectly with his new hair, as well as a better clothing style, makes the man feel another vibe in him.


Something strange, something very difficult to explain. Something that made Al happy when arguing with the woman.


Butwhat?


A few seconds later, Dhisti is seen waiting outside when Al appears to put something in his wallet.


" Something just paid. But I use the card. She's..is she?"


Dhisti looked at the tall, sturdy figure with a wondering heart. Why did he find that guy. The freak who had been at the beginning of the encounter gave him four hundred thousand, and he also spent it to buy the lunch of the man who gave him. The huft!


" Yuk's home!"


Dhisti stared grimly at Al who was eager to return to his home. He is very sleepy at the moment.


" What..are you pleased if we don't go home first?"


Al was stunned as he stared at the two teary-looking eyeballs.


" Fuck, he's so cute to beg like this!"


It was with a strange debate that now again appeared without him inviting. Make a jakun as big as catapult seeds that move.


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Al remained silent as they returned in one car under the dominating onslaught of silence. The sleepiness had actually attacked him. But Dhisti's whining, really makes him heartless.


What's in Dhisti's brain right now is not wanting to be alone. He didn't want to make Grandpa see him sad. The woman wants to exhaust her stock of grief tonight as well.


He likes Aris. The man who was originally unemployed but made her flower every day. But why the word break up was also finally thrown from the brash mouth of the man.


Between stupid or sweet. The difference is very thin. And in fact, Dhisti seems to be a fool to see the true nature of Aris.


" Where are we going?" Al glanced at Dhisti who was staring out at the car glass. He asked inwardly. Maybe Dhisti is still upset.


" It's up to you. I've never been anywhere. I don't want to go home yet!"


Al was again stunned as Dhisti replied with a gloomy face. He thought a woman as diverse as Dhisti would not be easily weighed down by feelings. But it seems, the prejudice is wrong. Al forgot that in this world, no one ever knew the depth of one's heart.


Seeing the gloomy face of Dhisti who unceasingly took out the clear crystal, Al remembered the one place that might be able to calm him down a little.


Oh, my God, this is really crazy. How could Al be with the bar-bar women who are heartbroken, in the hours before midnight like this.


The sound of a car slowly replaced with the sound of a pounding. Dhisti who had fallen asleep did not realize that they had reached a beach.


Al stared at the beautiful face that was now sleeping tilted in his car. Again and again, the debate that always comes without being invited makes Al feel strange.


"Why am I?"


" Ahem, Dhish...Dhish!"


The one in the clap of his arm just squirms. Making the man once again touch the arm of Dhisti who had fallen asleep.


" Dhis, Dhisti's up!"


Al clicked bitterly to see Dhisti wriggling while yawning. He who had been sleepy, but even the woman who brushed. Goddamnit!


" Where are we?" Ask Dhisti in a raucous voice. He began to correct his sitting position.


" On the beach!"


" What?"


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Dhisti sat pensively on the sand and his eyes stared at the sea at night. The breeze of the night makes his cramped mind also carried away.


Yeah, that guy's idea was pretty good too.


Earth's satellite is in a full moon phase, and on the coast there are also many apparently people who come to chat with their partners. But unfortunately, the two humans that exist are not for chatting, but to melt sadness.


" What do you want now?" Tanya Al looked at Dhisti whose hair was flying in the wind.


" You're so crazy, take me to this place!" Dhisti said with a slight chuckle. Making Al fixated to see that sweet smile.


" You don't want to go home and don't know where you're going. It's a loss that I dress you up as pretty as this but you just keep whining!"


Dhisti tumben did not say when Al grumbled like that. The woman immediately threw her body into the sand, then looked up at the stars in the sky, which were like fluttering dandruff.


Made Al aghast.


" But I'm happy. Although I don't know who you really are, but strangely I don't feel afraid!"


" You helped me more than I did to you!"


Al's heart was touched when he heard Dhisti's words just now. Actually he was also surprised, why there are also humans who do not recognize him.


The man lies down for a second, following Dhisti. Looking at the vast space that looks far beyond reach.


Dhisti glanced at Al who was now also laying his body on the cold sand, then looked at the sky that did look beautiful because of the sprinkling of stars.


" You know, he used to be very nice. He makes me happy every day. I never wear makeup like any other woman!"


Al still faithfully listened to Dhisti's story that really made him feel pity. In fact, Dhisti is also not ugly very early on. The woman has an incredible inner beauty according to her. And it's real from Dhisti's actions that Al saw several times.


" Why aren't you afraid of me?" Al asked without looking at Dhisti. More interested in asking that question, rather than talking about Aris.


" Because men who don't have much money will think twice about doing things that will be related to the law. You know, in this country of ours, justice hasn't touched the bottom layer!"


" So he really thought I was poor. Wow, you're so unique!"


This was Al's first experience of being in such a place with women. And damn, with the bar-bar women.


" Are you still feeling sad?" Ask Al and change the subject again.


" I don't know Sak!" Al glanced at the moment Dhisti mentioned his name. The woman's face looked auspicious when viewed from close range. " It turns out to be true. Cinderella's story only exists in fairy tales, or in Disney movies!" Dhisti replied with a discordant smile.


Al is still diligently staring at Dhisti who is now starting to melow. He could see the disappointment from Dhisti's face.


" Someone said to me!" The heavy voice of Al sounded earthy with the pounding of rolling waves.


" You saw the moon!" Point Al towards the moon in its best phase. Making Dhisti focus his attention on that celestial object.


" Right now, maybe you can see all the light. But tomorrow, you might see the scythe!"


Dhisti was pensive with the parable spoken by Al just now.


" That means, everything that happens nothing is eternal. Everything will pass with time going on. With sadness!"


Dhisti looked at Al's face as well as the man's. Make their views meet each other.


Seconds


Two seconds


Three seconds


" Damn it! Why did this woman really make my heart explode when I saw her eyes?"


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