My Little Hero's
24

If you think back, Lingga is not a bad child to be made a friend, although the child is quite noisy and annoying, but he is a good and honest child.

Seeing her moody expression when her Bubunya came to pick her up and bring her home, making Juju feel unbearable, all day she tried to approach him to make him as a friend, unbeknownst to him, as well, juju has started accepting Lingga as his first friend.

The sound of the car engine was on, Lingga was still staring sadly at him from behind the car window.

Put down the window glass, stare flat, " Linga, "call her

" why? "

" Wait a few more days, and when I'll beat you. "

Instantly his smile returned to expand while nodding. " I wait, don't cry if you lose again. "

Juju grunting. " It's not going to happen, because what? later I will beat you down. "the ideal

Lingga also chuckled at his words, "we'll see. "

Aulina and Dara exchanged glances looking at the interaction between the two who were already familiar.

Lingga waved his hand while saying. " Bye bye, I'll be waiting for you. "

Re-closing the car glass.

They also left the yard of the Lingga house, from behind the rearview mirror Lingga continued to stand staring at his departure while continuing to wave his hand.

Sometimes Aulina glanced at her son's face while smiling. " So, you've decided to accept it? " sanyanya.

" That's how. "

" Good then," his clothes, "how does it feel? "

" What flavor? "

" Of course, how does it feel to have a first friend who is your age? "

" Ordinary, "the ideal is flat while leaning against the window of the car.

Although there was no expression printed on her funny face, Aulina knew that her son was very happy to have a first friend who was the same age as her.

" Oh yes Bubu can I ask you one thing? "

" What is that? "

" When did Bubu become friends with his mother Lingga? "

Silent for a moment, "We've been friends since childhood, why do you ask that? " necessarily, occasionally glancing.

" I didn't know that Bubu had a friend as rich as his mother Lingga. "

Aulina just chuckled.

" How could Bubu be friends with him? isn't Bubu poor?. "

Aulina piqued, "who said Bubu is poor? you don't know that in the past." he just stopped, "just forget it. " Juju looked suspiciously. " How about we celebrate the first day you get a friend." he continued.

" How about we talk about my sister-to-be? don't forget! you promised me two sisters. "

" It doesn't seem necessary, we just go home, your father waits at home" he said, switching the conversation.

The atmosphere became silent again, Juju leaned back her head against the window, slowly closing her tired eyes.

All day he spent time with Lingga by playing basketball, Juju honestly did not like sports that sweat a lot, but he was forced to do it because Lingga continuously underestimated it.

After finishing eating a snack, Lingga also took him around his very large house like a kingdom, his spacious yard, had countless household assistants, a spacious and comfortable swimming pool, and a large, beautiful house, basketball court and one of the rooms filled with Arcade machines.

" Do you play that thing every day? " pointing to the Arcade machine.

" No need, too much staring at an LED screen like this, can damage my vision, and I don't want my eyes to become myopic at such a young age. "

The phallus rolled its eyeballs, "Why are you so stumpy, " keep walking. For the first time Lingga got a friend who looked at his house with an ordinary gaze even seemed indifferent, since long ago he never got friends like Juju, most of them approached not because they wanted to be friends with him, but because he was not, but instead of wanting to enjoy the wealth of his parents, making him reluctant to make friends with anyone, but suddenly his mother told him that she wanted to introduce him to his best friend's son, Lingga refused him, because he thought everything was the same, because he thought everything was the same, after his mother continued to persuade him, he finally gave up and accepted his mother's offer,

The first time he saw Juju, Lingga was immediately taken for granted, making him want him as his first friend.

" How about we play basketball? " bring.

" I'm sorry, but I don't like to sweat. "

Silent for a moment, Lingga asked again. " What do you like? "

" Of course read a book, what else. "

Linga breathed in frustration. " It's only right that your body looks weak. "

" Who are you calling weak?! "

" What is clear is not me. "to be sure, walk away from Juju.

" You!-- in that case, let's play basketball. "

Linga grinned. " all right. "

*

Juju's breath was decapitated, her face hue red, sweat drenched all over her body, bending over to hold her body by nailing to her two knees.

Linga frowned while saying. " We just played five minutes, and you're tired like this? "

Juju silenced, realizing that his body rarely moved. Because of the time he spent just reading books and studying, he had even forgotten when his last body moved like this, it might also be his first time moving so much.

The phallus keeps bouncing - it coats the ball in front of it. " I didn't expect your body to be so weak than I thought it would be -- do you want to rest? we can continue later. "

" No need, "look at the clock. "because I'm going home. "

The ball just rolls. The phallus was stunned for a moment "What did you say? "

" I want to go home. "repeat, walk off the field.

' grep ' Linga held her hand.

Seeing his hand held up like that made him frown his forehead while looking at him in wonder.

" I'm sorry, please don't come home, play a little bit more. Okay? " the door pleaded.

Juju rolled her eyes lazily, "do you not? "

Lingga's head shook his head, his hand was getting tighter and closer to Juju's hand, making him turn the eyeball again and throw Lingga's hand out, his body taking one step back. Juju continued his steps.

" Am I that bad in your eyes? so you don't want to be friends with me?! " both of his hands are clenched

Juju stopped his steps, glancing. " What do you mean? "

Turn back while staring. " Why?! is it because you have a very smart brain? "

frown. " What are you talking about? " folding both hands on the chest while looking at him flatly, "I'm leaving because my Bubu is coming to pick me up soon, and I don't want to see my appearance like this" he explained.

Lingga again stunned to hear the words of Juju, the hue of his cheeks became red, embarrassed because he had misunderstood her. His hand scratched the nape of his neck that was not itchy.

" I think . . .

Juju also sauntered away ignoring Lingga who would say something to him.