
Actually, if I remember that I still owe the same duty Mr. Arfa.
Her job is Bu Ningsih, hehe.
It's runny but males collects. Again angry, that's the case.
"Bang, go first. She came home a little maleman. Don't wait around for a security guard." I said while draping a peach-colored sling bag.
Tomboy gini, I am still a lover of calm colors.
"Where to?" Ask Bang Kelvin. Tumben nanya, ordinary ngusir.
"Ga knows, too, like eating. With the question." My answer.
Bang Kelvin's hand pointed towards the living room, "But Daritadi Arfa has been waiting for you."
"Wrong house time." Reply origin.
Can't be weak anyway. Must be firm on the stand.
"Fa! Lu what's my brother? I can't believe I saw him sulking." Shouted Bang Kelvin who caused Pak Arfa to appear.
Duh, really handsome. Just pack a handsome t-shirt, how about using tuxedo at the reception ntar? I want to get married. Heheh.
Conscious, Elvia!
Can't be weak!
"Are you ready, El?" Lah, Mr. Arfa said he was ready or not.
Ready where? To pelaminan? Comeing!
This is also why I call him El, but I am his brother Al and Dul.
"What the hell, sir. I told you I couldn't." Answer kekeuh.
He must be firm with the conviction that he must not be weak against sir
Arphae.
"Where are you going?" Ask Mr. Arfa while paying attention to my appearance.
I don't know, I feel a little weird. From the tone of his voice, Mr Arfa sounded angry?
"Street." I try to stay cool.
"Who with? Girl or boy?" Ask Mr. Arfa.
"Turkey. Just be friends." Answer me in an annoyed tone. Bang Kelvin is not like that.
Mr. Arfa's eyes glanced at the dress I was wearing, "Devil. I don't like it."
I look at the clothes I wear. From the top to the bottom. Repeatedly.
But I don't think there's anything wrong. Anyway, what does that mean? Mr Arfa doesn't like it? What does it have to do with me if he doesn't like it.
After all, what does it mean that Mr. Arfa doesn't like it?
What does it have to do with me if she doesn't like it
Earlier, Mas Alvin was told WA and beautiful, formal, dress it.
It's the second time in my life I've worn a dress. For tamvan loh's sake.
"I don't care if you like it or not." I replied indifferently then hurriedly continued my footsteps to the front door. Yes, tamvan has arrived.
Mr. Arfa instead of holding my wrist, even diem aja. Though in my mind Mr. Arfa will nahan my wrist continues to wander it. It's not a kayaking scene in a Korean drama.
"Sir, so I'm going?" Manya make sure. Sounds ridiculous indeed.
Mr. Arfa just nodded, "Yes."
"Totally? Do you want me to do that?" Ask me again before you really get out of the house.
"No. There go." Said Mr. Arfa. Well, extinct is my hope to do a Korean drama scene with Pak Arfa.
With a giant step I continued my journey to Mas Alvin's car.
"Pretty." Mas Alvin murmured when I had just sat at the wheel next to Mas Alvin.
I replied with a smile, "When have I been ugly?"
Alvin chuckled, "Yes yes."
In yayin again by mas tamvan, gini dong! I don't think Mr. Arfa has ever praised.
"Where are you going, Mas?" My toot.
"Eat. You're laper, right?"
Hehe. Ja. Tau aja mas tamvan, for the sake of looking unabashed wear a dress, I desperately want appetite.
"That's true. One hundred for me."
Dinner was not romantic.
Just bribed two spoons, Mr. Arfa with annoying WA send this email that email. I don't think I'm that seurgent.
"Mas, sorry. Eating is disturbing." I regret.
Mas Alvin has been making sure to eat at a five-star restaurant that I believe must be very difficult to order a place and also the price is very unreachable.
"Yes, there's still plenty of opportunities, right?" Ask Mas Alvin.
I nodded, "Yes, Mas. Thank you for repotin nganterin me home."
Mas Alvin smiled, "Ga repotin really. I am even happy."
Well, don't smile.
The more handsome it becomes.
"The food was delicious, Mom. Next time I'll buy it."
"Yes. Don't sleep when it hurts. Go in the gih." Mas Alvin said.
I feel like being watched by a girlfriend anyway?
"Mas was also careful. I'm in when it's already the way."
Mas Alvin grabbed the top of my head and scrambled slowly, "Yaudah, Mas go home first. Is there your brother?"
What is Bang Kelvin? Don't deh. Ntar mas tamvan traumatized come here when you meet brother.
"It's like you're leaving again, Mom." My Kilah.
"Judek. Go home first."
After Mas Alvin's car drove home, I went straight into the house while cursing Mr. Arfa in my heart.
Don't you dare I curse in front of the person directly, could-can fail to pass.
"A long time outside." If you think this is Bang Kelvin's voice then you're wrong.
"Huh?" That's the only response I can do.
Mr Arfa why is he still here?
"Why father?" My next. After my brain was able to think clearly a little, I finally asked.
"This is my friend's house. Can't it?"
I also took off the high heels that I rarely wear, "Where's Kelvin, sir?"
"Sleep."
I cringed in wonder, "Then? Why are you still here?"
"Wait for you." Answer Mr. Arfa lightly.
Mr. Arfa said it smoothly as if it was no big deal for him to talk like that. But he didn't know that there was something really annoying rustling around inside me.
"Well?" I answered trying to save my heartbeat.
"I don't like it."
"What's? With my clothes?" Ketus.
Mr. Arfa moved his hand touching my shoulder, "I like it. You're beautiful."
Blushes
Blush this cheek. Basic cheek!
"I know." I replied while taking my eyes off Mr. Arfa.
"But still I don't like."
What the hell?
"Don't beat around the bush, sir. I'm sleepy to be pretty."
"I love your clothes, you're beautiful. But not by showing your beautiful side to someone else."
Mr. Arfa then approached my ear like I wanted to whisper so I had to hold my breath so close, "I'm jealous. I don't like you walking with another guy."
"I also don't like you being beautiful in front of other people. Just ahead of me." Continue Mr. Arfa.
After saying that sentence, Mr. Arfa went home. It's a fucking guy lucknut! Once made dag dig dug, without immediate responsibility go only.
Elvia, can't be weak!
Come on, your heart must be strong against that annoying guy!