King Haider
Spaghetti rope girl

King met Ali who was waiting for him in the lobby apartment. Twenty minutes of Ali getting tired of waiting for King in the car. "Last long! what's the fuck?" ali concluded, his promise was only a short time, in fact almost half an hour Ali waited for King.

"Let's go.." King got into the car, sat down next to Ali. "Your car is so ugly! said boss!" the car used by Ali is fairly common for a travel boss who has many tourist buses.

"You know for yourself, it's all my hair." replied Ali.

"Ck!" King clucked. "The secrecy of the bahlul, have a bini is old, odd again! lucky rich!" muttered King in the heart. It is not until the heart if King says Novita's behavior has dared to tease him. "Do you want that old ampe? live ama bini you?"

"Woi! what are you talking about!" Ali punched King on the shoulder, one hand focused on driving. "Although I brengssekkk, but marriage for me, not playing bro! I'm going to defend this sacred relationship."

"Adehhhh. si ustadz again lecture!"

"Your shit!"

"Where, haven't you rukonya yet?" king asked Ali yesterday to help him find a shophouse.

"That's easy! the important thing is. Is there money? you got any money?" King plans to rent a shophouse to serve as a cafe. Starting a new business, King is quite experienced about the business.

"Have it!" replied King lightly.

Ali raised his eyebrows. "Where are you money?"

"Sell the Chilean's car" he replied.

"Lunatic you!" Ali was shocked, until his car braked suddenly.

"Bahlul!" King hit the dashboard.

"Lu's really bad, benefiting a plain girl like her." never mind, King could do it.

"Yeah.I just pinjem, ntar I return the money." indeed King intends to return the money Cilya later. It's just that to get the money he needs through the wrong way, will force Cilya.

"Cilya knows? agree already?"

King shakes. "Not to say, he's easy! I'll agree to it."

"Bad you!"

"Don't think about it. The important thing is you have to get a shophouse whose place is strategic."

They both stop at the cafe, the prestigious hangout of today's young people. Who sold one cup of coffee for sixty thousand and above. "It's the deal!" said King.

"Yes the commoners!"

"Shit!! I'll bales you later."

"Gue wait!"

There, Ali and King accidentally meet Arumi. Ali can see from a distance if Arumi is daydreaming among his friends who are joking.

"Bro, there's Arumi" Ali said pointing to Arumi's whereabouts. "Yok samperin!"

"Ogah ah.." reject King.

"Who knows your soul mate.." Ali forces King to come to Arumi. The arrival of two handsome-faced men made a scene for the girls who sat with Arumi.

Arumi was surprised to see two men she knew approaching her. "Origin, Key.." Arumi knows exactly who King is. In the past in the pesantren King is very famous with the nickname of the richest santri.

"Assalamu'alaikum Arumi." said Ali gave a greeting when he was close to the girl he was going to.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." not only did Arumi answer, but Arumi's three friends also responded to Ali's greetings with enthusiasm.

"Arumi, Key wants to talk to you. Can you?" chirps Ali. King glared, Ali could be lying. Ali asked to meet Arumi, then why was King the victim. Just plain! Arumi looked at King, then bowed in shame.

"Can Arumi?" ali asked again because Arumi did not answer.

"Who knows the soul mate" replied Ali in a whisper.

"Can you talk what?" Arumid.

"Don't be here. You guys open the table again gih. let's get more familiar with it." Again Ali spoke. "Relax, there are many people here, not just alone" said Ali when he saw Arumi's face that showed doubt.

King and Arumi move out, leaving Ali with his three friends.

"Are you used to hanging out here?" asked King who had been surprised, a pious girl like Arumi was in a place where a lot of young people had gathered, especially if it was too late. King thought, Arumi is a home-based type girl.

"Son, I'm here for the first time. A friend of mine celebrated my birthday. It's not good to refuse his invitation." replied Arumi.

"Oh.." King rounded his lips.

"Have you lived in this city for a long time?" Arumi started to dare to ask.

"Lumayan." replied King.

"Is there a year?" arumi asked, because King's answer was not specific.

"Nearly half a year."

"It's been a while" said Arumi.

The conversation flows by itself. Arumi was no longer awkward with King. The girl always kept her eyes on the man in front of her. King is too handsome, afraid that Arumi will sin for staring at the opposite sex so mendammba.

"It's late, you better go home." The clock's almost ten o'clock in the night. Not good for a girl like Arumi still to be outside.

"Yes, I have to go home."

"Let the bahlul pay" said King when Arumi was about to call the waiter to pay for their order. "Li. pay for it." cried King. From afar, Ali gave her thumbs up, a sign of agreeing to pay her bills.

Ali and King take Arumi first. "Where's the pedecate?" ask Ali.

"Pedekate what?"

"The Blue Arumi. Is there a spark of love yet?"

"Ck! au ah dark!"

"Gue wants to go home, sneak my chins." The weather tonight was cold, the spatter accompanied the two men's journey home. Ali gave King a low alcohol canned drink. "More let's go."

King took it, and drank it. For King alcoholic drinks are usually consumed. Even high levels of alcoholic beverages he had tasted, had become his daily friend when living in Germany.

"Skyu bro!" King waved his hand at Ali. Then to the elevator door, go home to the apartment he lived in with Cilya.

His consciousness was slightly disturbed, as King spent three alcoholic canned drinks.

Chequek...

King rubbed his eyes several times, making sure his gaze was not wrong. The white and smooth girl was walking in front of the mirror. Displays his exposed smooth shoulder. From the back, her body looked so beautiful and contained where it should be. It was tempting for the lighthouse to get up.

The sound of a closed door rang out, making the girl aware of someone's presence. And immediately stop the dance.

"Key.." - Cilya. The girl was surprised, not expecting King to just come home. Cilya thought, Key had fallen asleep in his room.

King walked over, Cilya hurriedly entered into his room. Drowsiness and the influence of alcohol made King close his eyes when the man fell on the sofa. "The spaghetti rope girl.." he muttered.

Seriate...

...Will he not be on Key? this just saw the back smooth aja ready On fire🤣🤣 this half conscious loh..gimana fitting you again aware???? ...