Miss Mia

Miss Mia
NEW CAFE


After nearly a month of taking care of everything for her new cafe, Bian can finally breathe a sigh of relief now. Next week Bian's new cafe is officially open.


Although half his capital from the results was deceptive, Bian felt that it was not a big problem.


What about the other half?


Bian had to borrow from the bank. Bian is really not happy if all the capital for his new cafe must ask to Kyara.


It's okay Bian dizzy thinking about installments every month. Bian believes that the cafe will be crowded and successful. Bian will work hard.


*****


"Are you sure you want to get down here again?" Bian asked Kyara once more.


Every time he drove this girl home, Kyara always asked to get off at the park complex and was reluctant to take her to his house.


Kyara is like hiding her relationship with Bian from her family.


"Yes, my house is close, really. You just calm down!" Kyara pats Bian on the shoulder.


"All right, then. I went straight back, yeah," said Bian while rubbing Kyara's face. The girl just nodded with a smile.


Bian turned on his motorbike and immediately left the place. Bian launched his favorite sport bike with moderate speed while humming casually.


But in front of the entrance of the complex, Bian was a little surprised because there was a car that turned suddenly and almost made an expensive motorcycle Bian fell into the asphalt.


Bian repeatedly swore at the owner of the car did not know himself.


After parking his motorbike on the side of the road, Bian rushed to the owner of the car.


The glass window on the driver's door had already been lowered, and Bian again had to curse upon seeing that arrogant face.


Damn you fucking carrier!


"Wear properly those two eyes while driving, Miss Rich!" Tegur Bian fierce.


"Have you stolen the bike?" Accuse Mia recklessly. The girl also pointed towards Bian.


"So your mouth! I bought the bike, not stole it," Bian said.


Mia whistled lightly,


"So, has Bian the kere man turned into Bian the rich man now?" Mia underestimates.


"I'm a cool guy, but who would have thought a rich lady in Miss Mia's class was infatuated with me to the point of almost raping me," Bian followed the insinuation and again reminded Mia of the scandal that had occurred between them.


Mia grunted in annoyance.


For whatever sake, Mia hates the most when it comes to remembering her lost memories and having to live in Bian's shabby rented house.


Not to mention the cassava smelled of the sky that felt like it was settling on Mia's tongue.


Mia's brain like it can't erase the strange taste of the damn cassava.


Truly the most bitter and dark experience in the history of the life of a Miss Mia.


"Please go! Before I actually hit you with your expensive motorbike," pushed Mia into a sniff while raising the glass in her car window.


"Based on a cocky woman!" Bian still had time to call Mia, before the girl's car drove and went from in front of Bian.


Bian got back on his bike, and continued on his way.


The sun has returned to the contest, leaving a tinge of orange on the western horizon.


Bian continued to drive his favorite motorcycle towards his new cafe. There are a few things Bian must finish tonight before the official opening tomorrow morning.


*****


Kyara had just taken off her shoes, when Mia's car entered the spacious courtyard.


Kyara chose to wait until her sister got out of the car, before entering the house.


"Just come home, Kya?" Ask Mia who is now walking gracefully towards Kyara.


"There's afternoon class." Kyara answered briefly.


The atmosphere in the house is quiet, but there is a fragrant aroma of cuisine from the direction of the kitchen. Looks like Alina's mom is cooking for dinner.


"Aren't there events tomorrow?" Kyara had landed her ass on the sofa in the living room.


Mia sits on the couch not far from Kyara.


"Sister's leaving out of town tonight. Tomorrow there is an important cooperation project that you must attend." Answer Mia relaxed. The girl reached into her expensive bag to look for the whereabouts of her phone.


"Why suddenly ask?" Mia continued to ask.


"Tomorrow the opening of my friend's cafe, I wanted to invite my sister to come along" replied Kyara while leaning her back on the sofa.


"That cafe my capital is from me?" Tanya Mia asked for an explanation.


Kyara nodded, though,


"I want to prove to my sister that yesterday I wasn't messing around. The cafe really exists and has already started operating tomorrow" Kyara explained once again.


"Alright, brother trusts you. You happy now?" Timpal Mia glanced at Kyara.


Kyara just grinned, though,


"Can Kyara ask for extra pocket money now?" Kyara turned her hand towards Mia.


"In your dream," Mia hit her sister's hand a little hard, making Kyara grimace in pain.


"Sick, Brother!" Whine Kyara with a throbbing face.


"No need to overdo it, I hit not too hard" Mia looked for justification.


"Stay, it hurts," Kyara still complained.


Mia had moved from her seat.


"Sister will go to the room and soak for a while. Sultry," said Mia as she passed from the room.


The girl immediately climbed up the stairs that led her to her room.


*****


Saturday morning, though,


The soft opening of Bian's cafe this morning went quite smoothly. Not many attend, because this cafe is still a small scale.


But Bian is determined to raise his cafe, and hopes to open branches in several cities.


Bian will continue to work hard to realize his dream.


"Congratulations, Bang!" Eve hugged her brother. Tucked haru feeling at once proud in Eve's heart, because in the end the brother's dream to have his own cafe has now been realized.


Steve also congratulated his future brother-in-law.


Bian also introduced Kyara to Eve and Steve.


Kyara and Eve are instantly familiar and dissolve in the chatter of fellow women. Maybe because they are both of age.


To be honest, Bian still had no feelings for Kyara. Although Bian has always been romantic and likes to throw flirting at the girl, but deep in his heart Bian only considers Kyara like his sister. There is no feeling of love or feeling that does not know what the name is usually experienced by two people who are dating.


Bian had always hoped Kyara would meet a nice guy someday, who truly loved Kyara sincerely.


Not a jerk like Bian who only uses the innocence of the girl to dredge rupiah sheets from his account.


Sorry Kyara...


*****


Bian totality once matrenya 😂


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