Hidden CEO
Gifts for Yunan

Chapters. 39

The atmosphere became silent for a moment. To the point of confusing Dilla herself. He thought his friends would be more excited than ever.

Apparently Dilla's assumption is wrong. They looked nagging. However, it only lasted a moment. In the next second their screeches really stirred the whole canteen.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!" squeal Alex with the accent he used to wear when he was talking to a handsome guy.

"Goddyaaaannn!" this time it was the typical language turn the Amira region came from that came out of the woman's mouth.

Suddenly their table became the center of attention. It's not just the people in the cafeteria. Even the students who were passing around him were shocked by the screams coming from them.

Really, it felt like Dilla was eager to disappear this time. If usually he does not have shame and confidence is very high, but not for now.

Dilla was really embarrassed because of the actions of two of her curse friends. Already said don't be in shock, uh .. they're instead doing chorus.

"Dill Dill .. You're not giving us money, are you?" sangsi Amira after clenching both hands in front of her chest and gazing roundly towards the surroundings. Apologizing for their discomfort from the yelling of himself and Alex.

Alex moved to the seat next to Dilla. Reopen the collar of the jacket that Dilla was wearing, in order to look around and clarify her vision at the signs that were not just one or two there. Alex's face was so close.

"This is really the Dopen that made it?" alex asked while moving Dilla's gaze by pointing Dilla's chin to the right and left. The woman half nodded.

Dilla glanced lazily. "I want to be with just any guy."

Amira and Alex nodded. They knew Dilla's taste, even though the woman picked up a guy on the side of the road.

"Yes too, anyway. Your taste buds are high even though they are from ordinary families," said Alex who continues to observe the sign. "So strong means yes, he said it. Sampe blue gini," said Alex again with an expression as if horrified himself to imagine the taste when sucked like that. Where much more.

Waitwait. Looks like Amira forgot something or just remembered now. Then the woman combined the strangeness of the strangeness that occurred between the two people.

"Great pain, anj*r!" exclamation Dilla. "Try if his body is small. I must have slammed." he split later.

When it actually happens, boro-boro wants to banting. His sense of working is not. How to respond like that.

"Dill ..." call Amira with a confused-looking face.

"Hm."

"Don't tell me that Dopen also took keper—hmmpp!"

"Keper what, Mir? If you speak clearly. Don't make my curiosity flirt like a gini!" alex protested in annoyance. Because he doesn't like to receive only half the information.

While Dilla glared her eyes at Amira. Giving a warning to his friend not to open his voice about the incident a few days ago.

"Later I'll take the spa in Millane" said Dilla in a very soft voice. Trying to bribe Amira into not saying clearly to whom she was renouncing her chastity.

Of course, it was a very tempting offer for Amira. Obviously, the woman would not miss it just like that.

"Million!" amira is so easy.

"Again," Dilla errs with a lazy look. Makes Amira shine.

Alex looked in annoyance. "You guys aren't the same way I am" he said in an annoyed tone. "Wouldn't I see you again? Hmm?" the protest was because they were not told what exactly they were discussing.

"Nurkey ... Ayang Al Al .. Not that, Yaang. But it's a woman's business. The language is also female. If it's the same thing ...." Amira paused her sentence. Watch Alex from top to bottom. Then stop at the center of Alex's body. "That's a proboscis or a boat?" point Amira with her gaze that leads to the place in question.

"Damn, lo!"

Ignoring the two friends who were arguing, Dilla reached into her bag. Picking up a phone that just felt vibrating. Apparently there was a message coming in. The woman opened it.

Dopens.

Go to the parking lot. I'm going home. Heat. The jacket bring it here.

Such was the content of the message from the man who was the main topic of their conversation.

"Ck! It doesn't matter."

Dilla ignored the message without any intention of replying to it. In the next minute, the phone vibrated again. Another message came in.

Dopens.

Am I going to your place or are you here?

This time, somehow the message felt horror to Dilla.