
"What's up, Ly?" ask Kevin when I stop.
I reached into both pants pocket and also the jacket I was wearing.
"My phone doesn't exist. Looks like it was left in the stall earlier. Kevin go first, I'll take the phone first" I said as I turned around. Walking in a hurry back to the stall earlier.
Arriving there I went straight to the table that I had occupied. Blank. There's nothing on that table. My phone wasn't there. I re-circulated my gaze, sweeping every corner of the table in the stall. Wish I put it on one of those tables. The result is the same, but nothing. I walked over to a waiter who worked there.
"Excuse me, Mas."
The waiter who was wiping the plate looked up, looking at me.
"Yes. What's up, brother?"
"The base or the other one just fit the table, see there's a hp miss no, huh?"
"You looking for this?" say someone behind me.
I looked back, looking at the owner of the tenor's voice. My forehead winches. Alan-why is my phone in his hands.? I walked closer to him. But again stopped when he saw four men approaching him. Patting Alan's shoulder so familiarly. Even one of the four men seemed to give her a lightning hug. I watched the four men closely. Wasn't the four men who were involved in the gouging across the street. So Alan was involved too?
The four men sat not far from where Alan was standing. Calling the stall waiter in a high and rough voice. I look at him sick.
"Hey ... Ale-Ale's. Why even dumbass?"
I quickly turned away from the four men. Then turned to look at Alan who was already standing a meter before me.
"So this is yours?" ask Alan. Give me my phone.
"Yes. Why is it in your hand?" I reached out my hand to grab the flat object. But Alan kept his hand out of my reach.
I looked at him stupefiedly. "Whatdoyouwant? You need money?"
Alan lifted up next to the corner of his lips, smiling a grin. "You're always to the point, Alea," he said, shameless. "Of course I always need money. But it doesn't seem like it's just me, everyone needs money, too. Isn't that right, Alea?"
I regretted thinking that this man in front of me was better, not as stupid as the other slippers out there. Turns out I was wrong. He and his gang are still annoying and scary. Who like to disturb others, forcibly deprive others of their property. Even they do not hesitate to beat others to death.
"How much do you need? A million? Two million?" my many. Ignoring Alan's previous words.
Alan turned around for a moment. Then he looked back at me with a smile on his lips. Makes me sicker.
"Why do you always want to give me something without asking?" he said ask back. "That time you offered me your bag and everything in it. Now you're offering me money. Are you very rich? Want to give away some of your property for free?"
"Isn't that what you want? You're always annoying other people, justifying every way to make money, right?"
Alan was silent for a moment. His lips were tightly locked. His gaze was sharp, pouring down on my face. But soon he again raised both corners of his lips upwards, smiling.
I looked at him in wonder. Why his expression could change so quickly.
"Are you on the moon? Today you are very sensitive" he said with a small laugh. His gaze softened again.
"I don't want to joke" I said.
"How much should I pay for you to give me back my phone?" ask me again, in a loud voice. No matter the angry look that Alan's four friends put on me. Maybe they don't like me talking rudely to their gang boss.
"Instead of giving me money, how about you accompany me to eat?" bargained for.
Hid. You think I'm a comfort woman?
"I don't have time to be with you. Aren't you a lot of friends?"
I turned to the right, looking at the four friends who were waiting with food on the table before them. "Look-They've been waiting for you since."
Alan looked at his friend. The four friends smiled and nodded their heads. Exactly like a servant who so glorified his king, waiting without much protest let alone refute.
"Why so long, Ly?"
Me and Alan both turned their heads, looking at Kevin who was walking towards me. He looked at Alan for a moment, then turned to look at me. "Hp is there, Ly?" he asked when he was by my side.
"There was. But he won't give it to me" I said. Pointing Alan with an eye. Followed by Kevin who looked back at him.
Alan looked at me, smiling. "Why are you so bad, Alea. I never said that" he said in self-defense. Then I turned to look at Kevin. I looked at Alan and Kevin in turn. The two of them were looking at each other with different expressions.
Alan looked smiling and more relaxed. Kevin just gave a hostile look.
"Sorry, Bro. I just wanted to tease her a little. This ...," Alan said as he thrust out my phone.
Kevin immediately took the phone from Alan's grasp. Then put the phone in his pants pocket. "Don't repeat it again. I don't like you flirting with my girlfriend" Kevin said seriously. A sentence that is not just an ordinary exhortation. It was like a warning to Alan.
"OKs. I-i understand. I'll remember your words, " said Alan.
Kevin grabbed my palm. Grasping tightly. As if to tell Alan I'm his. "Let's go home," she asked as she pulled my hand.
Kevin dragged me out. Heading to his parked car across the street. This time he did not open the door for me. He got into the car and sat behind the wheel. I jumped a little bit when Kevin slammed the door. Is he mad at me? but why angry? I didn't even make a mistake, my mind.
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