Romantic of my boyfriend
Prologues
Nares' lips pursed. “You remember the events of a month ago in front of the school?” Tian nodded doubtfully. “So ... I like the same police who nolong me at that time,” he said in a whispered voice and head slightly forward.
“You like the same wind?” tian asked in a mocking tone. Nares snorted bitterly. “As I recall not a single policeman dared to nolong you,” he said again with eyes glaring trying to remember the events of twenty-eight days ago, nares becomes the hostage of a cornered teacher who is found out to have killed a student.
“Know where if he's a cop?”
“Clearly know dong, I've seen him at the police station.”
“Napi times.”
“Ish, she wears uniform.”
“Differences napi.”
“Cop uniform, lah!” nares jolted, his echoing voice made some visitors stare in wonder at them.
Tian giggled amusedly, content to upset Nares. He remembers once the incident of that day, where his oldest brother was a hostage. And for about twenty minutes no policeman dared to save Nares. Idiotically. Bump Tian for those cowardly policemen. But fortunately, unexpectedly, a policeman appears from behind and saves Nares.
Nares frowned after sipping his black coffee. His body was pierced with his tongue sticking out. His expression looked like someone was about to vomit.
“Bitter really, not good!” he said, shaking his head doesn't like it. “No longer try coffee.” He is a sophomore High School kid who is just trying to taste how bitter coffee is. He thought coffee was not as bitter as its appearance, it turned out that the bitterness exceeded expectations. And he regretted ordering the bitter drink.
“Kan already told you that bitter, ngeyel anyway.” Tian laughed as he thrust out his drink, offering Nares to remove the bitter taste. Without being ordered again Nares directly emphasized the drink owned by Tian, making the owner clucked, the intention of the heart is not to tell Nares to spend.
“Ah is new delicious,” says Nares with his signature grin. “This I return, explain I don't like.” Nares giggled at Tian who snorted.
“You know, no High School boy still wear uniform streets here.”
“Is,” says Nares fast with weirdness. “We, right?” he said by raising his eyebrows teasing Tian.
“You remember clearly the face of that cop?” Tian did not remember his face. The policeman immediately left after defeating the teacher and handed it to another policeman because his arm wrapped in a leather jacket was torn from being hit by the teacher's knife.
“Dong sure!” nares answered with passion. “When he pulled me from Mr. Darma, right while curling up, his embrace was like a hell of a hold, very protective until he was willing to get his arm hit by a knife..”
“Udah, already! I'm tired of hearing that part.” Cut Tian down before Nares escapes control and recounts the incident over and over again.
Nares laughs. His eyes glanced back towards the entrance, but there was still no sign that the person he was waiting for was coming.
“Heh, Papa called tuh,” Tian said.
Nares turned to his phone which was still in silent mode. Nares picked it up, spoke sigkat before he turned it off again. “Papa's at home, get angry because I haven't come home,” he told Tian.
Nares' lips pursed. “You remember the events of a month ago in front of the school?” Tian nodded doubtfully. “So ... I like the same police who nolong me at that time,” he said in a whispered voice and head slightly forward.
“You like the same wind?” tian asked in a mocking tone. Nares snorted bitterly. “As I recall not a single policeman dared to nolong you,” he said again with eyes glaring trying to remember the events of twenty-eight days ago, nares becomes the hostage of a cornered teacher who is found out to have killed a student.
“Know where if he's a cop?”
“Clearly know dong, I've seen him at the police station.”
“Napi times.”
“Ish, she wears uniform.”
“Differences napi.”
“Cop uniform, lah!” nares jolted, his echoing voice made some visitors stare in wonder at them.
Tian giggled amusedly, content to upset Nares.
“Well, right, caught. Mampus!”
Nares grimacing. “But the police?” ask her with a face.
“You're sentenced to two weeks can't go anywhere anymore? We have been here for an hour now, and that person is not nongol-nongol,” Tian said as he stood ready to leave the place.
I don't want Nares to go. Leaving the place without getting the desired result.
He remembers once the incident of that day, where his oldest brother was a hostage. And for about twenty minutes no policeman dared to save Nares. Idiotically. Bump Tian for those cowardly policemen. But fortunately, unexpectedly, a policeman appears from behind and saves Nares.
Nares frowned after sipping his black coffee. His body was pierced with his tongue sticking out. His expression looked like someone was about to vomit.
“Bitter really, not good!” he said, shaking his head doesn't like it. “No longer try coffee.” He is a sophomore High School kid who is just trying to taste how bitter coffee is. He thought coffee was not as bitter as its appearance, it turned out that the bitterness exceeded expectations. And he regretted ordering the bitter drink.
“Kan already told you that bitter, ngeyel anyway.” Tian laughed as he thrust out his drink, offering Nares to remove the bitter taste. Without being ordered again Nares directly emphasized the drink owned by Tian, making the owner clucked, the intention of the heart is not to tell Nares to spend.
Tian rolled his eyes lazily. “So what purpose did you actually bring me here?” Tian was finally able to ask that question, because Nares had not given him a chance to make a sound. Since coming to this coffee shop, Nares chatted a lot, commenting on whatever he saw. “Not possible just because you want to know how coffee tastes, right?”
Nares gave a smile, wanting to be honest but ashamed. Since then he knew that Tian wanted to ask why they were here instead of going to the mall as he said. Well, the invitation to accompany the mall is just Nares' excuse. If he told me the real reason Tian wouldn't want to. Why try to come to the coffee shop in front of the police station after school and still wear uniforms anyway, especially the distance between their school and the shop
coffee is very far away.
“So?” Tian's voice sounded coercive and impatient.