Kissing Strangers
Kissing Strangers - Kissing Strangers_Thirteen

The women who were whispering slowly immediately lowered their faces as Shakila stepped quickly, approaching them.

"By the way, you guys are!!!" wrath Shakila.

The three girls flinched in shock then threw a glance at each other. Fear spread all over their bodies because Shakila really looked scary at the moment. Intentions just want to issue an opinion earlier, instead become a boomerang for them.

"Why silence? Let's say again, what did you guys say I was? Sugar baby?" Shakila shook her waist while glaring her eyes.

"Sorry Shakila, we got that information from the group too, when I said you couldn't be a sugar baby." One of them, ventured to open his voice.

"What's in the group?" With her jaw still hardened, Shakila asked.

As fast as lightning, the girl fiddled with her phone for a moment and then thrust the mini object to Shakila. "It."

Shakila took over the phone. Both eyes widened to see a picture of him hugging with a man he knew so well.

"Who is this photo?" shakila asked half-screaming. Because he hasn't been in the campus whatsapp group.

"I don't know Shakila, the no-mor is foreign" he said.

Argha! This is all because of that perverted lecturer!

Shakila gave a rough snort afterwards.

"Shakila, here you are apparently!" rika exclaimed as she took a quick step with Merry, approaching Shakila.

Shakila. "Rika, someone's looking for me!"

"Yes, she said you were a sugar baby" Rika said with her flat face.

"And a sugar baby" said one of the three women.

"Heh, don't accuse me, Shakila is a rich man's son! Even the price of the clothes you wear now, is not worth the price of a Shakila bag! So why is Shakila so a sugar baby! It was just a photo and there was no clear evidence!" merry, obviously, fiery.

Merry defended Shakila instantly. Yesterday he got information about Shakila from Rika. In addition he had thought, from the beginning, Shakila children people were because of the clothes worn Shakila branded, yes although simple and plain.

During her few days in college, she secretly watched Shakila, often wearing jeans, nude plain shirts, and black jeans and matching backpacks.

The three of them immediately glanced at each other then, not daring to reply to Merry's words.

"Here you go, give me the woman's number!" shakila said suddenly.

Without asking back, Rika gave Shakila the foreign number and said, "If you already know the number, you want to do Shakila."

"As usual." A thin grin was clearly drawn on Shakila's face afterwards.

"Don't make a fuss again, Shakila, you'll be out again."

Reluctant to reply, Shakila even fiddled with her phone. He was so focused on his phone. Until ignoring the three girls who resigned to retreat instantly.

"What else is it, Rika?" merry asked, curious. He noticed what Shakila was doing.

"Shakila again ngehack the number, he again nyari who the owner of the number, we've been silent, tentar horse lumping angry can-bereog in front of us," chirped Rika with a heavy sigh.

"Wow, it's really cool, it's not wrong that I'm friends with you guys, hihi."

Both of Merry's eyes twinkled, admiring the ability his new friend had. Because during college here, he did not have many friends, all because of the oddity in him and only have friends from the next class, namely Rika. And yesterday increased one more friend, namely Shakila. Which turned out to be Rika's friend as well.

A few minutes' delay.

Shakila turned her phone towards Rika and Merry. "Whose number, does anyone know?"

Rika and Merry closely watched the number.

"Kayak is no stranger, don't worry!" Merry immediately picked up her phone and searched for the same number in the group. It did not take long, Merry immediately found the number.

Upon hearing Donna's name being mentioned, Shakila's jaw hardened instantly. "Where's the class?" he asked, with his hands firmly clenched.

"On A67!" answer Merry quickly.

Shakila started to move her legs. However, her footsteps came to a halt as Rika held back her hand instantly.

"Shakila, no, you want to say something, it's new!" Rika's face looked anxious and anxious.

Shakila shook Rika's hand quickly. "Be quiet Rika, Donna should I teach her a lesson, that gatel chick can't be let go, visit her!" he said then step away.

Rika looks worried. He invites Merry to follow Shakila.

Arriving in the room, Shakila immediately looked at the whereabouts of Donna, who happened to be sitting with her other friends.

"Donna! Here you are!" shakila shouted while staring intently.

Lucky it is currently in the first course break so there are no lecturers in the class.

Donna was shocked. Unsuspecting though, he casually approached Shakila.

Plaque!

Once again Donna was shocked when her cheek was on Shakila's slap just now. The entire class was no less surprised, looking at the scene before them at this moment.

"What the fuck are you, Shakila!" yells.

Shakila pulled Donna's hair. Until the woman's body leaned forward while screaming hysterically.

"You are nothing ha! How dare you spread slander in the campus group, even though the cheap one is you!" wrath Shakila.

"Argh! Take me off j4lang!" Donna grimaces in pain.

Hearing the word j4lang, Shakila grew inflamed, without many words she lashed a punch right in Donna's jaw.

Bugh!

"Aragh!" Donna fell to the floor, with blood flowing slowly from the corner of her lips.

"Stop! What the fuck! Shakila, you enter my room now! And you guys quickly take Donna to the UKS!" As it passed by the corridor, a female lecturer heard a commotion in the classroom. And without saying much, he slipped into the room and was shocked to see a new student violently assaulting one of his students.

With a rough snort, Shakila turned her gaze away instantly. Instead of responding to the lecturer he instead stepped quickly, passing Merry and Rika from earlier behind Shakila.

***

"Sir, these cheap women and bars should be removed from campus! Look at him selling himself and persecuting me!" obviously Donna was holding onto her bruised cheek. He glanced at Shakila at the side, sitting up looking straight ahead.

"Yes, Shakila beat you up, too, because of times, Donna. No need to be slandered, Shakila is not a sugar baby, you are a sugar baby. Wrong yourself, spread slander about Shakila in the group!" In front of the door of the room, Merry poked out her tongue for a moment. He and Rika were standing outside the room, intending to accompany Shakila.

Then Donna turned her head and widened her eyes for a moment."Shut up you're hick!"

"What's this?" After getting information from the students. Chris wanted to see Shakila and explain the misunderstanding that had just happened.

"Look, Mr. Chris, Shakila hit Donna because she said Donna was spreading slander in whatsapp group that Shakila was a sugar baby, but I think it's true that Donna said, because how can a student hug a man in the course hours, I am sure it is his sugar daddy," explained the lecturer, had seen also a photo of Shakila earlier in the group.

Chris grinned thinly and said, "Hm really? Don't you wonder who that guy is?"

"Of course, curious and I'll find out who that guy is."

"No need to look for Mom, I'm the guy Shakila hugged, I'm sorry for hugging my boyfriend," said Chris, grinning thinly while glancing at Shakila for a moment.

Shakila looked surprised, as did Merry and Rika, as well as Donna and the lecturer.