Love Should Choose
Get lost

"No doubt but no end hahaha", Farada clenched his mouth when some looked at them. He was laughing at Molan who actually took his bowl of noodles left a little and the contents were spent by this annoying man.

"I'm hungry, I haven't been filled" replied Molan cuek spending the sauce of the former Farada noodles.

"That's not hungry, but greedy!.embarrassed by that person you are!". But Molan didn't care, "wild, no one knows this!", he replied indifferently.

"Yaudah, let's get out of here" said Farada then rush out of it. Molan nodded faintly, then followed the steps of the girl who had treated him out.

The two of them then stepped into the snow. Farada kept walking in front and Molan followed him behind with a distance of about one meter, until they reached the tourist spot of the wolf pack pulling the ski cart. Yes, a wolf of six will attract people standing on a ski board. Similar bendi, the difference is on the snow.

The owner offered the destination to Farada, but the girl hesitated, this was something she had never seen before, she glanced at Molan, as if asking for an opinion. "You want to try that ride, exclaimed.ayo, don't be afraid!", replied Molan confidently. "Are you sure you can ride this?, controlling the wolf?, how about?", asked Farada still in doubt.

"Udah, it's okay, I can" Molan walked over to his own and negotiated a price. The master of the equipment then directs briefly how to use and control the wolf to turn or run, by playing the rope that will be held by Molan. "I've climbed this, I can" he said in Japanese to his master.

Molan then climbed the ski board and Farada who was initially afraid but finally wanted to try to ride, Farada was behind Molan by holding a rope wrapped in Molan's waist.

The wolf cart slid down into the snow as Molan hit the rope.

"Wow...so does yah?..", cried Farada from behind. "Don't you?, exclaimed this ride" replied Molan as he continued to stomp the bridle. They both shouted - shouting in excitement, this was something new for Farada. "Slow - slow!, do not be kept taliaa.an*nya the faster running, I'm afraid !" farada cried out against the wind, He was terrified when he felt the speed of the train getting louder among the pine trees on their right left.

"Strong grip is why!", said Molan, shouting like a child just bought a toy. Farada also tightened his grip on Molan's waist, this time unconsciously he put his head on the man's back.

Suddenly when this wolf-drawn carriage turned, Molan was not ready, he was busy shouting. Slipboard and they both flung and rolled - roll down. The wolves kept on leaving them.

Kira - roughly 10 meters rolled freshly stalled on a flat expanse. Molan who first got below directly hit by Farada's body. "Aduuhhhh.".", Molan grimaced in pain while holding his head that was hit b*k*ng Farada.

Farada immediately got up and took a handful of ice and threw it on Molan's face. "No, I said don't hold up, this is what it is !!".

"Hey..my head hurt with pa*t*t you this!, even in the ground again", Molan then scooped the snow and threw it at Farada. The girl tried to avoid running, but hit her back. He did not want to lose, the girl also retaliated by scooping the ice and throwing it back to the face of Molan who was lying down, as a result hit hard. "Aisshhh", Molan rolled over and stood up to reply back, but Farada ran towards the top. Molan threw the ice, chased after the girl and pulled Farada's leg back down.

The action of throwing each other continues until finally they are tired themselves. Two - both lying on the snow.

"Where are we?" said Farada after waking up, confused as to the way back to the hotel, as well as Molan. Farada grabbed his phone in his pocket, he tried to call Tissa, but there was no signal, "try on your phone, I have no signal", he said, holding his phone up in the air looking for a signal.

"Sama, I also have no signal, this is a plateau, try there a little bit yuk" said Molan standing and walking to find a shortcut.

"It's all because of you!", Farada grumbled in Molan's footsteps, and continued to nag the man along the way. While Molan was just silent, it was his fault too he thought.

Long enough it feels like they are spinning in no direction, straying in a place that does not know where without a map that has been lost. Either fell out of Farada's pocket, either left behind in the rawon noodle eating place earlier.

By late afternoon, the atmosphere was getting colder. Farada began to shiver in the cold, his lips feeling stiff and deathly pale. Molan glanced back, the girl was slightly left behind with trembling steps. He pityed and stopped, "we rest here first", he said then looking for something to dig.

How long later, Molan managed to make a hole, although not so deep to warm his body. "Here we warm up", Molan then tried to call Tommy again, and connected!.

"Bro, pick me up here!, I don't know where, but track my cell phone signal, tell the same IT hotel people yes".

After the conversation was interrupted, Molan tried to calm Farada, "So calm down, sebent..", the talk was interrupted, the girl next to him was like a curse - drowsiness, "jeez!, hey you girl, he said, you are okay - what? ..", Molan immediately docked to Farada who was just silent, the girl's mouth was shaking.

"Sorry yes", he said trying to reach Farada's fingers to hold it, the girl's body will be held in her arms so that the warmth flows. But Farada immediately elbowed Molan's chest, but the girl remained silent, she refused with a nod of her head, a gesture of unwillingness in the embrace.

"What, let your body warm, you freeze, I'm not like!". But Farada shook his head, refusing. Finally Molan let in, but the girl's fingers remained in his hands.

When Farada's eyes began to shrink, like people going to sleep, Molan reacted, if he let this girl would faint. He took off his warm robe, covered the girl's body and hugged her tightly to let the warm air flow. He did not care Farada who was still trying to thrash, although finally let.

As a result, Molan was now very cold, but he still tried to hold it.

Arrived, arrived,

"Hey bro!.wapain you there?!".

Molan gasped, he looked up and smiled, help had come, Tommy was on his waist.

"For a long time!", Molan grumbled while helping Farada stand up.

"Who are you?", a female voice sounded.

Molan was shocked, next to Tommy stood a beautiful girl, Donna. Yes, Donna was staring intently at the girl Molan embraced.

"Huh.?, why did you come here?" said Molan, throwing a murderous look at Tommy.

Donna did not flinch looking at Farada who looked stiff as it froze, He ignored Molan's question. As for Farada, he was no longer able to speak, what was on his mind now was a hotel room and soaking in warm water. He lets himself on Molan's papah towards the boat under Donna's sharp gaze and Tommy's astonished yet ridiculous gaze.

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In hotel...

"So the boy instead of going to Bali?, just here?", asked Mr. Erick to Christopher who just looked down, he felt guilty not telling his big boss about the existence of Molan.

"Yes, great sir, it's been three days." replied Christ.

"Hmm.later tell him to meet me!", said Mr. Erick and passed away leaving Christopher's room.

"Well, big master", said Christ bowing his body.

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