In 30ths.
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When they finished complaining together, the show began. Everything went smoothly without any obstacles. It's just, Mayang was drunk heavily at Dera's birthday party at night. Tania, don't ask. She was forbidden by her husband to join.

Julian does not want Tania contaminated by the bad association Mayang and Dera are famous glamour. Actually Julian prefers the simple Tania. But on the other hand Julian is still in a relationship with his lover.

Julian's egoism?

Sure, he's a bitch. Author by sebel.

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" Mae! call me Mae. Not May or Yang! Call the fucking carrier!" Mayang cursed while pinching his high heels with messy hair and random makeup.

" Fucking man!! You're all assholes!" Dera cursed indistinctly while lifting next to her long knee-length skirt now became above the thigh.

" You guys I've booked a taxi online on request. Can see your ID card so that later I can easily tell the driver." Says the security guard who guards at the exit of a night entertainment venue.

" Ahem, have a look at the ID card? You'll have a crush on me look at my photo!" Dera's chirps were already half-crazy from teasing the creepy-looking security guards.

"Hustt! just like me, we got married. I have a good job!" Mayang also babbled indistinctly his juntrungan.

" Ihh, Mas Dion, Eike in godain. Helpin!" Said the security guard who turned out to be weak because he was a resident of the rainbow.

Tau ya, I mean the word rainbow resident.

Search on google let it clear😉.

It's 03:00 in the morning.

Also came out a handsome and dashing man but his body was shaken and spewed out his entrails on the edge of the garbage can.

Dera and Mayang were still mocking indistinctly while laughing like crazy.

An online taxi arrived and the guard reached into Mayang's wallet and informed the driver of Mayang's address.

" Deliver to this address sir!" Said the security guard.

" Yuck!" The man who had just come out also vomited near the guard.

" Make me an online taxi too. My eyes are dizzy looking at the phone screen." The man complains while pinching his head.

Not want to take a headache, the guard put it also at once into the taxi.

"He's also sir, I'll see his address for a moment." Said the guard who reached into Akbar's pants pocket.

Yes, that man's name is Akbar.

" Oh, it just so happens that the address is the same as this short-haired mbak sir. Just drop them off to the apartment *******land." He said the man who followed closed the door and the guard left.

In the car they spoke to each other indistinctly. Some were singing, some were crying, and some were raving like parrots.

Dera went down first, because the closest distance was his house. While Mayang and Akbar happen to be heading in the same direction even the same apartment.

" It's over, Mom." Driver helps Akbar and Mayang to get down.

The two got off and staggered into the apartment building. I don't know how many times Akbar fell and woke up. While Mayang was still mending, he could still remember the elevator button.

It was in their respective units that turned out to be just opposite each other.

" This is my house!" Mayang.

" This is my house! open your pretty eyes, look at the number 117." Akbar pointed to the number hanging on the door.

" Hey, handsome fool. Open your eyes. That's number 111 that's my door!" Mayang did not want to lose and also pointed at the same door.

" Yuck!" Akbar vomited and hit Mayang's chest.

" Yuck!" Mayang also vomited after smelling the stench of Akbar vomit that hit him.

Click!

Akbar opened the door easily. Yes, of course, because it is his home.

" Yuck!" The two of them scrambled to the bathroom and vomited all over their stomachs.

" My head is heavy!" Mayang complains while taking off his clothes and considers if it is his own room.

" Your....! finally," Akbar heaved a sigh of relief and fell asleep while hugging Mayang who was only wearing a bra and ****** *****. Akbar was the same, he was bare-chested because his shirt was hit by Mayang vomit.

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Mayang's phone rang dozens of times. The clock shows at 9 a.m. Today there is a welcoming event for the return of their CEO from abroad.

Of course, the officials and employees are busy preparing to welcome the CEO who is famous for handsome and authoritative.

Mayang is still trapped in his sleep. I don't know what she's dreaming about, but she looks so calm and peaceful. Also an Akbar looks comfortable in Mayang's chest deck. Until Mayang who sleeps with his mouth half open aka gaping choked by his own saliva.

" Uhuk...! uhuk....!" The corpse coughed and then sat leaning against the headboard.

" Drink this drink!" Said a man who gave him a glass of water that he took from the nightstand.

Mayang grabbed the water and then downed it to the toilet. Mayang set his breath and began to widen his eyes. How surprised he is. He is not in his room now.

Whose room is this?

why am I in this room?

Clothes, Oh, where are my clothes?

Mayang sat down while looking down at his own body.

She who?

Why don't you wear clothes and be in front of me?

Is he one of my ex?

Or...?

But I'm not wearing clothes, either?

What us?

Akbar asked in his heart.

" But the body can be too." Akbar praised Mayang in his heart, without showing the slightest eye-readable facial expression.

" Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Mayang shouted loudly.

Akbar who panicked then smothered Mayang's mouth and tried to give an explanation.

" Hustttt! Quiet down!" Akbar yelled at Mayang.

Mayang's body felt his blood begin to rustle and his heart beat irregularly. Mayang was still half in a daze digesting everything that had happened from last night all he remembered was that he was drunk and vomited in front of a nightclub.

The touch between the skin makes Mayang goosebumps in horror and fear. But another case with Akbar who half actually enjoy this situation with the enlargement of an item between the thighs.

" Don't scream! see whose room this is?

This is my room, and who are you? I should be the one shouting here!" Anger Akbar who then released the mouthfuls of Mayang because Mayang already looks calmer and silent thinking about where the beginning of all this happened.

Mayang pulled the blanket and buried his body in the blanket. He was so embarrassed at this moment, not knowing what stupidity he had done.

" Eh, get up and get out of here!" Akbar chased away Mayang with his cold tone.

Akbar himself now stands by covering his male area with a pillow. Akbar picked up his clothes and then started wearing them one by one.

Shit, what am I doing?

She who?

Me and him, we......

Ah, what do I do, where's my shirt?

" I'll go, but please get me my shirt." Pinta Mayang without daring to get out of the blanket.

"Just son, who do you dare to rule me? Find your own clothes." Ketus Akbar while buttoning his clothes and then sitting on the edge of his bed.

It sucks him. Mayang grumbled in his heart.

" Excuse me!" Mayang pulled the blanket strong and made Akbar fall down from the edge of the bed.

"God! you intentionally!" Shouted Akbar who was not reviewed by Mayang.

Mayang sauntered and walked into the bathroom after faintly recalling the moment he opened his clothes in the bathroom.

" I can't wear it, where it smells." Mayang complains to see his clothes and occasionally smell that makes Mayang nauseous again.

" Yuck!"

" I borrowed your shirt, yeah, my shirt got vomited." Mayang's Exhortation to Akbar.

There was no sound from the outside and Mayang then looked up just to get his head out of the bathroom door looking at every corner of the room.

" This, wear!" Akbar thrust a light blue big size shirt at Mayang right in front of his face.

" Thank you."

"Quick put on and out and we discuss our problem about what happened last night. Why are you in my room?" Akbar said firmly with a hideous glare of sharp eyes.

Mayang could only gulp and nod.