Motorcycle Gang Leader Falling Hearts

Motorcycle Gang Leader Falling Hearts
Chapter 21: Most likely


Chapter 21: Most likely


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Dea was enjoying the food that was cooked with a voraciously, she was so enjoying. Spicy taste is ignored.


Although every mouthful of food was strange, his brain could not take his mind off Bryan either.


Bryan like a magnet keeps pulling him to always think about it. Not once or twice thinking about his name, but many times and it is not forgotten.


"What's really wrong with me? why do I feel like something strange is wrong with me? doing whatever it is keep thinking about it, is it all because it's used to it? I've been with her lately. And the last few days alone without doing our usual routine, why so missed?" puzzled Dea wonders to herself.


He doesn't know what to do for now. His ego is greater than his desire. All things put forward the ego.


That's what he does now, even though he was never done before, because he was always against the ego which he thought was just torturing himself. But somehow all of this suddenly changed.


Dea wants to put the ego forward. He doesn't want to give up.


Sit politely with your own meals. Sudden stomach nausea. Eating to a halt a sound rang out running hurriedly into the kitchen.


"Jr.. huek... huek..."


The stomach feels in the stir, all the food that is put into the stomach is removed just like that.


"Jeek.. huek... "


"Why does it feel like this? my body was completely limp," Dea lamented unable to feel this kind of condition.


He doesn't like to face things like this. All very torturing her.


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Arriving in the room, Dea lay down. Not even a minute of the phone ringing. Dea wakes up and immediately picks up a call from whom.


View contact name on mobile screen. He immediately shifted to lift.


πŸ“ž: Hal-"


Not even say hello, his words have been cut first.


πŸ“ž:....


πŸ“ž:....


πŸ“ž:"Nothing serious? I'm fine, maybe need enough rest later also heal by myself."


πŸ“ž:...


πŸ“ž:"Truely no lie. You guys are on why the hell? why did you suddenly not believe that?" search Dea confused the tumben-tumbenenan his two friends doubted him.


πŸ“ž:...


πŸ“ž:"Yes, just come. I won't feel lonely if you're with me."


πŸ“ž:...


πŸ“ž:"It's not necessary to mention his name, I can throw up again if you keep saying his name."


πŸ“ž:....


πŸ“ž:"It doesn't matter, come quickly I'm waiting. Bye."


Without warning again Dea immediately turned off the phone. Her mood was suddenly bad after hearing the name of the man who made her miss while making her upset.


I don't know why her stomach seems to hear what she's talking about.


"Would I go to the hospital? maybe by going there I can figure out what exactly happened to me?" thinking Dea tried to weigh.


Although there are doubts. But after being searched on google about the symptoms experienced. Dea gets scared if all of that is true.


His mind is also mixed now. Not just the stomach but the head. I think he wants to stop for a moment.


The room became even more messy, he was back and forth vaguely hugging the bolster. The fear this time made him unable to think clearly.


The trajectory of the shadow of the reaction of his parents, has almost made his lost sense.


"How's this? what am I supposed to do?"


...Bysing......


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