Love Me, Please
40. Perfects

"Lo can't do that, dong." Paulina's hand just landed on Kayden's arm shortly after we joined those gathered in the lobby of the main building.

"Buck, Pol! Is it my fault early in the morning has breakfast pat from you?" the protest touched the arm of my best friend's violent victim.

Blond stared at him fiercely. "Yeee, don't pretend you don't understand!"

"Who's pretending, huh? I really failed to understand the same kebarbararan lo this." Kay then looked at me. "This kid means what the fuck, anyway, Yang?"

I just put my shoulders down. Refusing to participate in their affairs. After all, I will not sacrifice myself for Paulina's newly revealed obsession with Beckham.

"Lo hasn't told him yet? Eerrghs. Please, please, Nik." Paulina rolled her green eyeballs at me and Kay. "Tomorrow attitude, ye. Don't just go berserk with my boyfriend-to-be. Know lo?"

Marina laughed, but explained nothing. We seem to have the same conclusion.

Kayden looked at them in turn. When his eyes caught Is's green bead, which was stared at suddenly bowed. My boyfriend immediately switched his eyes. With a thousand wrinkles on his forehead, the 185-centimeter tall man then sent a pleading gaze at me.

I'm still tight-lipped.

"Udah, ah. Don't understand me. It's up to you, Pol," riled Kay while shaking her head.

"Came on, my gemes. If you don't feel sorry for Niki, I've been cremesin lo!" furious the girl who disliked being called Pol by Kayden was clenching her hands together.

It was fortunate that Kay was able to avoid the fist of Paulina who knew already drifting nimbly.

I can't help but laugh. Although she always supported our relationship and held Kayden behind her back, Paulina still could not hide her frustration with Kay's incomprehension. "Udah, no, no. No one is going to be cremated today. Then we go in first, yes, Neng Sekalian. I want to pick up a book in the locker. Yui, Yang. Bye."

"Clearly with him, Nik! Got to!" There was a typical scream of Paulina's cry when we had walked a few steps ahead of them.

"Gue don't promise, yaaa," I said as I turned around and walked backwards.

"Don't go along so nyebelin like your girlfriend, deh!" he added again, making some heads of students who were there turned their heads.

"Bye, Guys!" my cheers turned around, leaving the three girls behind my back.

Kayden then just grabbed my shoulder and grabbed my body to her. "What's going on with Paulin, anyway? It's not clear that."

I cut the left hand fingers with the fingers hanging on my shoulder. "Au, ah," I answered briefly. I was about to scan the fingerprints on the locker lock panel when all of a sudden he turned me around easily, leaving me to lean into the vault behind me.

"What, anyway, au ah-au ah, hm?" Kay kept me between the locker and her burly body. I showered my face with a kiss. "Well, I paid. Now give me the information, Pretty Lady."

My kikihku is fading. You Paulina! He wants to do good. Why not explain yourself earlier, hm? Huh. "He likes Beckham" I said at the end.

"Yes, he likes that Songong. It was long ago he said. He just said it on Sunday" I explained with my shoulder raised.

"Why don't you tell me?"

The two eyebrows that I took care of with all my heart were almost at the hairline as if to ask "oh, really?" to the young man who was grinning the horse. "Hm, let me think about it, yes, Yang," I said as I tapped on my chin with the tip of the pointer pretending to consider something. "Because I don't think these details are important to you? Or because you're always like a beard fire when dealing with him? About what, huh?"

The pinching of my chin is fat. "Yes, yeah. Don't use snoring too." He sneered. "But you have a point too, anyway, Yang. If I had known about this, it would have no effect on me and my judgment of that son of a bitch Songong bin Belagu."

I shook my head and turned around. I picked up a world history-class handbook this morning when the locker door opened. I exhaled a little long. "You remember your promise to me, don't you?"

Kay leaned her left side on the locker next to me. He fixed the strap of the backpack that was slung on the shoulder. "Remember, really. Just, yes, my business is the same you are different, dong, the same business I am with him. O ...."

I exhaled a long breath once more. Sometimes I can't understand why he's this stubborn. I looked at him. "Kayden, please," pleaded with me in a clear voice. Inside me, my heart does the same thing.

Quickly he responded, I guess because he knows I'm really serious right now. "Yes, yang, yaaa," he answered, circling a male version of the eyeball. "I'll take care of my attitude."

A number of seconds passed while I looked at him earnestly. After I thought it understood my seriousness by her, I gave a small nod. "Thank you."

"But, all bets are off if he messes with you, yeah. Whatever the shape. Want him to glance at you in the wrong way a little, he will be done for."

Oh, my God. Still is. "I didn't know you could be this big" I threw out from behind the locker door as I darted at the guy who was folding his arms around his chest.

"All men who really love their partners will be wild when it comes to their women, Yang." He berkilah. I don't want to leave room for debate.

"Yes, huh?" However, of course I still want to do the forbidden thing.

"Hm-."

"So you really love me?" I half jokingly tested. I know I shouldn't have asked this to a young man who's done as much as Kayden has done for me. But I told you. I can't miss a chance to challenge him. A tad.

"I'm not going to answer that silly question, yeah." Kayden pointed his index finger at my nose. "If you feel you have to question it again, there may be something wrong with the way I express my feelings to you."

Oh, no. No, if that answer came out of Kayden's mouth like that. "No, no, nononono," I looked in a hurry. I closed the closet door. "I'm just kidding, Yang," I said as I ran through his chest with my hands before choking on the shirt. I pulled his shirt until Kayden's face was just a light on my face. "You're perfect." A kiss anchored on his lips that was getting more and more intoxicating. "Too perfect."

"No, Honey. I'm not," Kay denied as she whispered in my lips. "Our relationship feels so perfect because you are."

Oh God.

To be continued ....