
A boyfriend? Does Islam have a boyfriend? Of course it is. Islam has a boyfriend but not just one but there are many and can not be counted with the fingers alone.
"Islam!" the screams of a girl made Islam and her three best friends turned to look at a girl with a sexy thigh skirt that ran closer to Islam.
Katrin Putri Wijaya, the sexy girl is one of the girlfriends of Islam who knows how. If you think that Islam is pursuing Katrin, then that is a big mistake. The truth is Katrin is the one who is pursuing Islam. Islam decided to accept Katrin's invitation to date because Islam is tired of daily having to hear Katrin's whining.
"Well, there's another bohay" Ali said.
"Islam!!!" the girl screamed again and when she got there she squirmed in the arms of the Islamic hand like a monkey hanging from a tree branch.
"Islam, I miss," he said spoiled while Islam was seen just pecking with his hand trying to take off the girl's grip.
"Well, what the hell are you doing?"
"Islam, I miss. You didn't reply to me for two days, why?"
"There is a new Islam" said Abirama, making the purple blonde girl glance cynically.
"Islam, why are you?" tanyanya while again wriggling in the arms of Islam who is still trying to let go of the hand of Islam.
"Uda, you're out!" pinta Islam with lazy face.
"Kok you like that anyway?" annoyed the girl while putting on a pouting face.
Islam takes a long breath. As hard as he tried to take off the handrails Katrin who held it then as strong as that too Katrin wriggled and attached like a rice field.
"Gue wait at the basecamp well, Lam," Abirama said as he patted Islam's shoulder, looking at his three friends who were now walking away.
"Where are you going, Ram?"
"Basecamp!" shouted Ali.
"Wait for me!" shouts Islam who is now stepping but just one step back his hand pulled by Katrin.
"Dayang Islam!!!" jerit Katrin spoiled making Islamic steps restrained.
"Lo why the hell?"
"Lo has to answer first!"
"What kind of an answer?"
"Lo why don't you reply to my chat? Huh huh? why?" his chatter while Islam is only silent with a flat face as if lazy to talk or even just staring at Katrin.
"Islam! Let's answer!" katrin was upset while shaking the hand of Islam.
"Or did Abirama say there was something new? Da? Do you have a new boyfriend?"
"Let's answer!"
"If so, why?!!" shouts Islam while looking down at the frightened face of Katrin who looks up looking at the angry face of Islam.
Katrin's body trembled violently. Only this time Katrin saw Islam was angry and this looked very scary. Not only was Katrin surprised but everyone around them was also shocked and all of this turned to look at the two in whispers.
"Gue has a girlfriend."
"But I'm-"
"What?" islamic Tanya makes Katrin speech stop.
Katrin's eyes turned red and the beautiful girl's cheeks were wet, Katrin cried.
"Do you have a new boyfriend?"
Islam nodded making Katrin let go of her cries while rubbing her wet cheeks with the back of her hand.
"Don't you have the same me?"
"Lo dengar!" Point Islam towards Katrin's face with her index finger.
"In my life, I don't have one girl. You can ask Kristian, Abirama, Ali or even you can ask your own classmates, is my motorcycle seat ever empty?"
"Gue has many girlfriends and this lo-like form is already on the market in my dictionary. Same with all the others."
"No! I'm different" Katrin said.
Islam smiles cynically.
"Lo is the same. You're like other women who come and chase me and beg to be my girlfriend, that's what you call different? So what's the difference between you and the others ? There's no, is there?"
"Udah! I want to pull it!" he then stepped.
"Islam-" Resist Katrin who is now again holding tightly to the hands of Islam.
"What the hell is it?!!" the clashing of Islam made Katrin again shocked after getting a clash from Islam.
"But I love you the same."
"Gue no," he replied casually and then stepped back.
"Islam!" Resist Katrin makes Islamic steps back restrained.
Islam let out a heavy sigh and looked down at Katrin with his flat face. Katrin smiled, the face of Islam is very handsome if it is like this.
"Melinda!"
"Melinda?" ask Katrin.
"Is that your name?"
Katrin.
"Messiah?" guess Islam makes Katrin shudder.
"Daughter?"
Katrin is back.
Islam breathes heavily. He didn't miss all his girlfriend's names.
"What do you want to name anyway?" irked Islam.
"Katrin!!!" shout Katrin.
"Well, now get out!"
"No."
"I told you!" furious Islam then left after smashing Katrin's hand made Katrin slammed into the floor.
"Yeah!!! It hurts!!!" katrin screams spoiled while making a crying sound.
"Islam! Help me!!!" jerit Katrin who is still sitting on the floor while looking hopefully at Islam that is still running and getting farther from Katrin.
"Islam!!! Islam!!! I'm in pain! Yuya!!!" his screams while waving both his hands were like a drowning man.
"Islam!!! Is your time not the same as mine? I love you so much!!! You can't waste my love sacrifice!!!"
"Islam!!!" his screams were quite tight with both eyes closed.
Katrin stopped her screams and poked her lips in annoyance. Islam does not care about him even if only a little.
"Islam!!! My time was not helped anyway?!!" jerit Katrin was so upset.
Katrin's lips were now pursed and her crying face vanished from her pretty face. It's free that he pretends to cry still Islam doesn't care about him.
"That's a sprain!!! I'm less pretty what the hell is it that Islam doesn't want to be like me?" upset Katrin who is now squeezing her fingers.
"Sok handsome," upset Katrin then grunted in annoyance.
"Well, Islam is handsome, anyway" Katrin said again.
Katrin who was still upset now turned to look at everyone who was now staring at him even Katrin did not realize if she had just embarrassed herself in front of everyone. What will everyone think after seeing this, where a girl who was named the most beautiful girl in the university pleads to be loved by a man.
Katrin quickly got up from the floor and tidied up her slightly messy skirt.
"Did you see me?!!" katrin snapped making everything quickly shift her gaze and continue her activities.
Katrin now sighed in relief after everyone no longer looked at her. Katrin looked back at the corridor that Islam had crossed.
"Why can't you like me?"
"Gue became curious about the type of Islamic girlfriend is like how the hell?"
Katrin sighed then smiled cynically.
"Islamic, Islamic. I'm sure someday you'll love me and there won't be any woman who can be yours except me, just me."