Guardian Flowers
Cold And Flat

The rain was still pouring, the old car had stopped right near the striking Delila motorcycle. One of the people in the car came out, but it looked like before he got out he had a fight with his partner.

"Loh Neng, why play rain? where is the malem again," the voice of the man made Delila surprised, the girl raised her face - the look of her eyes look alert when she saw a man was paddling her.

"Loh, Neng the girl who was on campus at that time, right?" the man returned to voice. He developed his smile, trying to be friendly so as not to frighten the girl.

"Why is malem here?" ask again. The tail of his eyes glanced at the motor not far from them, the man realized something - he was sure that it was lifeless at the moment.

"Motor I'm on strike" Delila's great-grandson.

Both of his eyes were on the poor motorbike that was raining with him. Damn the motorbike belonged to his gardener, continuing what he had to do now.

"Why not push it?" the man was light.

Instead of calming the words of the man in a shabby t-shirt, it even made Delila want to cry, and finally she cried again after not being able to hold her back.

"Yepyahoo...!"

Delila spilled all her frustration and sadness, she stood up to step closer on her bike and gave a lot of kicks to the inanimate object. His mouth continues to blabber unclear, but it cannot be denied if resentment is spilling in it.

While the man who had been paddling him looked horrified himself to see the attitude of the bar bar girl.

"Basically useless! I know that being away from home is on strike. No one cares about us, instead tell me to push the fucking motor. Where is their conscience?!" Delila just kept babbling.

The cold rain water is not able to reduce the heat in the chest and brain. His breathing rose and fell, his emotions began to peak when the man who was holding him no longer spoke to just help him.

"Man!" the voice of the call coming from inside the worn out car managed to stop Delila's madness.

The girl's rant was stopped, even the punches and kicks she did on the innocent motorbike were even more swallowed. Delila turned her head, both eyes narrowed as she saw a man staring at her from the open car glass.

"Just now. Si Eneng still mukulin his motorbike, it's just so until he's satisfied. Than we hit later!"

The man in the car clucked in annoyance, he looked straight ahead again with no interest in getting out and helping.

"Where's Neng? satisfied with the bike, hehe. If you are satisfied, nyok we transport the motor to the top of the car. I think the test will not stop, rather than waiting here what push until the house mending we bring to the workshop. The workshop is not far from here anyway, let's go before the baron lashes out!"

The man covered his umbrella, he let his body get wet in order to help the girl he just met. With difficulty both of them raise the object on the car, actually Delila wanted to refuse but because the rain was getting heavier, he also did not bring a mobile phone - yes how else just accept it, although there was still doubt in his heart.

And if that doubt is proven, don't blame him later. Delila will kick them with her superpowers later.

"Neng sat in front of me so as not to be rained, let me be in the back" said the man again.

Delila who started to shiver and got tired could only nod. The girl immediately got down and ran small towards the door of the worn out car she was about to ride.

With trembling hands Delila tapped on the car glass, her face looked pale with her white skin wrinkled.

A sreek!

The car glass is open, Delila who is cold trying to display her smile even though it looks clumsy.

"H-hai, I was told to ride in front of the same-,"

Delila did not continue her words when she heard the man in the hat sigh violently. His clumsy smile was still created, his body tremors became more and more bone-chilling.

"Can I ma-,"

"Come in! I don't want to be accused of killing people tonight!" he pitched a flat tone and sounded unfriendly in both of Delila's ears.

The girl was still displaying her smile, she immediately entered. Although awkward and doubtful, especially the condition that is soaked but inevitably Delila still has to sit in that chair.

There was no talk between the two, the old car started to move away from the location. The rain was getting heavier, Delila occasionally glanced back - she was worried about the man who was resting under an umbrella while holding her motorcycle.

Unpleasant taste began to lurk, especially the man who was at his side now did not make a sound at all, as if he was not sincere when helping him.

Delila's eyes glanced silently in silence, she observed the man who was at the beginning of the meeting was indeed very thin and flat.

'Lumayan handsome, ' he said in his heart.

The eyes continued to wander impolite, scanning the man from top to bottom.

"Brown skin, tall, quite muscular, and stiff very tight face, God like a game stick, ' he added.

Delila pursed, clutching her own body as the night wind blew on her. The cold was piercing back but as strong as Delila's power to hold it, she hoped that in the workshop she would be able to stay close to the fire to get warmer.

'Udah is raining, cold, now even in cuekin, my life is perfect.' said Miris Delila in the heart.

LILA DECK

BELOM NEMUIN CAST IS SUITABLE BUATA MAS BARON, IF THERE IS A RECOMMENDATION COMMENTS, MAS BARON JUDES, COLD, BODO PERIOD, HEIGHT, SKIN IS BROWN AND QUITE BURLY 🏃🏃🏃