Maira And The Bad Boy
I'm Not a Little Girl

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Time showed at nine o'clock in the evening, when a hijab-wearing girl was driving her car at a moderate pace to get home, after seeing her sick friend.

Usually, the clean white girl always goes with her twin sister, Maida. But because of something, the sister who was born only a minute difference with him was having other needs, Maira had to go alone without escort.

Maira refused, when this afternoon the family driver offered to drive her to a friend's house.

"Tumben, it's only this hour when it's quiet," muttered Maira who suddenly felt uncomfortable.

The girl rolled her eyes to the right and left of the road leading to the elite housing complex where she lived and along the street, looked deserted. Only one or two cars passed by and passed by his car.

Maira added a little to the speed of her car, so that she could get to the house which was no more than five hundred meters from where she was currently.

Just a few meters his car drove, suddenly Maira luxury car was dragged by another car from the back to cause a loud bang.

Maira luxury car was shrewd, but lucky girl who has pliable eyelashes decorate her beautiful eyes was swift and managed to master the situation. He then slowed down his car.

Pasmina hijab girl with small flowers motif immediately stop the speed of the car, coinciding with the car that just hit, overtake and then block the road.

Maira was silent, waiting for what would happen while her hands were on standby holding the phone and ready to contact the daddy if something bad happened.

The tall-nosed girl saw a young man coming down from the sports car that ran across the front of her car and stepping towards the door on the left side, the young man then knocked on the door of Maira's car violently.

Maira opened the window of the car and saw the young man who looked very angry, looking at him.

"Down!" he said, impatient.

Maira without a doubt got out of the car.

"You can drive a car, anyway?" the young man pointed towards Maira's face with a gaze full of anger because the road to the racing wild so hampered, as a result of his car hit the girl's car in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Mas. It's the wrong one, but why is Mas the nyolot?" Maira looked at the young man, fearlessly.

"I've walked on the left side, Mas, and on the right side is also still spacious, right? Why did he hit my car?" maira continued, softening the sound.

The beautiful girl was inexhaustible, with what the young man before her was doing. He made a mistake, but instead accused others of being guilty. Just like most officials and representatives of the people in the middle of nowhere.

The young man fell silent and his gaze was no longer sharp.

"Or not-don't, Mas who can't drive a car?" accuse Maira then while smiling, sneering.

"What did you say? Haha ...." The young man laughed cynically.

"If I can't drive, there's no way I'll always win every car or motorcycle race!" continued, proud.

"Oh, huh?" Maira tilted her face while looking at the young man, with a small look.

"Most races are the same racers, so Mas won," continued Maira still underestimated the young man before him.

The young man clenched his hands, lured back his anger as Maira underestimated his ability to conquer the paved streets.

"Hi, little girl! If you want proof, come with me and see for yourself how I'm going to conquer all my opponents on the highway!" bring him.

"Sorry, Mas. It's been a very late night, I have to go home soon. Besides, I don't need any proof because for me, what you're doing doesn't matter!" reject Maira, firmly.

'Who dares to reject me!' the young man in his heart. 'Out there, a lot of girls scrambling to get me to the race place to be with me. Accompanying the street king, but he rejected me!'

Maira's words just now, made the young man even more furious because he who was a prima donna in his genk, was considered insignificant by the young girl before him.

"Hahaha .. yes, right. It's late at night and for a little girl like you, it should be on a soft bed drinking milk before it boils and listening to a bedtime story," the young man sneered as he chuckled, venting his annoyance at Maira.

The words of the young man who was still lying in front, making Maira's face reddened with embarrassment and anger because it was mocked with a boy.

"I'm not a little girl, yeah, Mom! I'm eighteen years old and have already graduated from school!" deny Maira, do not accept said little girl who still have to nyusu before going to bed.

The hijab-wearing girl still seems to want to protest, when a car stopped right next to Maira's car and a woman about seventy years old later got off the same luxury car as Maira's.

"Oma?"

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