My boyfriend Mata Duitan
Coercive

After drinking and returning from food they did not spend, Raksa took Kalin away from the tpat that made him taste.

Kalin nangis not because of being scolded by Raksa, but because he only realized that the right one that Raksa was sitting at that time was the place that Reno occupied. The same, when Reno was first invited here he also pesesesan, his face red like already boiled. So the time of writhing Raksa who was drunk on one side he wanted to laugh, but on the other hand he was also sad, because of dejavu.

Raksa who wriggles a girl who is angry becomes angry, the feeling he does not talk strangely. He just said, don't take Nova to the pedes, he was afraid that the adek was even sick after the exam. Where's wrong? There is no.

"Hikksss .. hiksssss....!" Kalin who did not wear a helmet even his hair flew toyed with the wind, he whose heart languished because men could not stem the tears.

While Raksa who drove, confused where he should direct his motorbike.

'Why do I always meet him and I end up having to bother myself!' Raksa.

From the rearview mirror, Raksa can squirm that Kalin is very sad, until he does not care if he is the center of attention not only at the place to eat but when they stop at a red light.

Raksa tried several times to talk Kalin, but the girl was busy crying, maybe she was lamenting her romance story that ran aground in a bad way.

'Earlier the former keinget! basic bocil!' batin Raksa while driving.

Kalin as much as he rubbed his cheek, he did not think he could be lost for the umpteenth time because he did not wear a helmet.

"Where are we going? do not cry mulu. Wet my jacket!" said Raksa.

Instantly Kalin dyed, he only realized from his suffering. With eyes moist Kalin Nepok Raksa's shoulder, "Well how come here? where are you taking me?" Kalin's panicked.

"Don't you?!! get the boy!" muttered Raksa.

"Heh, you know! no manners, again mangiil la lo la lo lo, what kind of school?" Raksa mengedumel him and then stop the speed of his motorbike.

"Lo think I have a villain look? my face is a face full of sincerity and honesty, understand? oh yeah, and it doesn't look like an om-om either, okay?" Raksa looked back, hoping that Kalin would hear his words.

"Where are you going?" continued Raksa nanya.

"To my tutoring place!" kalin said with a bent face.

Raksa also closed the glass helmet again and continued gas ngueng towards the tutoring place. Because Kalin has never been there, so the mercury has memorized the way without having Kalin tell you again.

'Why am I bothering? nganter the boy to tutoring? besides, not in school, no tutoring? is this a kid to take extra lessons? less pinter is too obsessed to be number one? or tutoring is just an excuse for dating?' Raksa spoke in his heart

Although menggedumel mulu, in fact the man nganterin nganterin Kalin to the place he wants.

While elsewhere, Reno is again the same way Mellody, a regular window shopping in the mall. Wiggling clothes, but buying also not.

"Nobody bought it?" ask Melody who really pegel ngekorin Reno from one store to another.

Well in the heart of Reno said, 'Lo aja who is not sensitive to be a girl, you should be daritadi so I can fish!' Reno mengedumel, but as much as possible he set the look of his face so that it can be cool and fun.

"More?"

"Eh, huh? how's it?" ask Reno.

"Nobody bought it?" repeat Melody, "Gue's tired!" continued.

"Ehm, there really are the chosen ones. But---"

"Yes, take it if someone has chosen you!" melody.

"Take it?"

"Yes take! why would you look for another if someone has been chosen!" melody.

Dapet signal 'take' from Melody, Reno was invited the girl back to the second store, which was perfect they passed earlier.

Arriving there, Reno immediately took the clothes of his target, who npel in Reno skin later will certainly jreng very. Because he falls into the category of clear men who wear color alone must be good.

"Udah?" ask Melody.

"This one, Ma'am!" Reno gives clothes to the store clerk.

"Gue to the toilet?! you pay first" said Melody and left Reno alone at the store.

"Pay first? she mean? isn't he paying? how the hell?!" Reno mengedumel when the girl he pepeted again was flailing to the toilet.

"Here is the cashier's sister." said one of the employees, while Reno clucked annoyed to have to spend his own pocket.

Back to the two men who were doing a dog in a tutoring place.

"Mom, Reno's leaving?" Kalin nanaya is the same admin bimbel who sits in front.

"Reno? it doesn't exist,"

"She was already in arrears yesterday. And the last thing to say it has stopped tutoring, do not want to continue.." said another employee.

"Yes, last time he paid off yesterday if it wasn't wrong. It was also paid after we called his father, and came here for us to see if not try? maybe until the front, the boy will continue to wait!" said one admin at that bimbel place.

Kalin thought quickly, "Mbak, can I ask Reno's address? I want to go back to the catetan book I bought,"

"Start!" mbak admin also began to compartmentalize his computer.

Kalin who squirms Raksa outside already wear a helmet, soon again.

"Awhile, Ma'am?!" kalin

He's approaching Raksa, "Om? why would you want to go anyway?"

"Heh, you call me Om again. I'm twisting your lips!" menacam Raksa.

"Lo has to help me!" Kalin called the motor key in the hands of Raksa.

"Heh, turn my bike lock on!" The Raksa tried to grab the keys to the bike.

Kalin put it in his front pocket, "No, before you help me! please, I need your help now!"

"Here's the key!"

Kalin shook his head, "No way!"

Raksa pulled and exhaled his sprain, "Yes already spit! ask for help what?!"

"Wait here, I'll be back!" Kalin ngibrit again entered the limbel place.

"Oh gosh, what are these trials?!!" moody Raksa.

While Kalin approached the admin, "Gimana mbak? is there an address?"

"Nih, the house is here." mbak admin give Kalin a small paper, there is written Reno's address.

"Thank you, ma'am?!" kalin.

He turned back again nyamperin Raksa whose face had bete really, stomach laper and wrong place to eat make his stomach kosidahan again.

Without warning Kalin climbed on the bike, "Woooyyyyyy!!! slow down and dong yaaa!!" lamented Raksa, he was surprised there were passengers behind him directly handle the handlebar of the motor.

"We're at this address!" Kalin pointed the paper into the hands of Raksa.

"We? oh, I'm a ogah!" The kerras back to Kalin's hands.

"Pleaseeee, I have to come here! pleaseeee, really!" Kalin pleaded with a trembling voice.

"Gue wants to ask for my money back, I have to boil the ring that I have sold," continued Kalin.

"Gosh, there's-there's a kid! ngrepotin is his job!" muttered Raksa.

"Please, Um...!"

"Call me Om again, I snap your lips using rice rubber, want?!!" Mercury kelph.

"I mean, please, Bang..."

"Gue is not your brother!" Throat raksa.

"Yes, please Mas Raksa. Anterin to that address..."

"Okay, just antherin, right?"

"No dong! mas Raksa must help Kalin collect his debts!" Kalin.

"Beeuuh, nglunjak ya old boy!" The Raksa looked back.

Kalin took both hands, "Pleaseeeee..."

"Yes, here's the key!" Raksa asked for the key of the motorcycle held hostage by Kalin in his front pocket.

"But really helped?"

"Yes, here's a spit!" Raksa neplak speedometer.

Kalin also handed over the key and they went from there with the mouth of Raksa who mengedumel mulu, because always stuck propitious help the devil boy who always makes his life more boisterous.

'What sins have I committed, I have to deal with this one!!!!!' Raksa in his heart.