Second Change
Chapter 1

"Lo tape?" Farhan asked me, "Aren't you excited?"

"Regular, new in plorotin the girl I just slept in last night." I said grunt.

"Well, if you're used to being sad? Elo love the chick?" Farhan ordered a tequila on

the bartender is in front of us

"At first he said love, I thought he was different from other girls. Apparently, the same. Early in the morning ask

the transfer of my number is blocked." I straightened the glass to two brandy until it ran out

"Don't let loe maennya rough. On the run away, girl." Farhan finally told the truth.

I admit I don't have soft-soft on girls when it comes to bed. My brain is not rational anymore to be gentle, romantic, *****buffish. I open music that I am lazy. I love hearing the screams of the girls I ride. But that doesn't mean I'm a model of S&M, Sadism and Machoism. I just love hearing screams from the city.

"Gue can't be soft." I said

"Eat it on all the news. It's better to take money loe than ngesek ma loe." Farhan smiled

flashing at the chick behind us.

I snorted again. "Maybe my fate can't find true love."

"How not no bro." Farhan

"IQ you can have any way?" teased

"IQ I'm taller than elo, nyet." Farhan sulked and was about to leave

"Eh, sorry. Before you go to the girl, let's know what the idea of elo was."

"Loe, pretend to be broke, find a girl who's the same level as Loe's bankruptcy. If the girl wants, it means love

true Loe." Obviously Farhan quickly and then said in the crowd of people who were dancing.

"Bad idea. Basic IQ squat." I snorted

Tonight I decided to go home, because there is no mood for the prey. Just five minutes I decided to go home, there was a sexy girl wearing a shiny black kemben top and a super short hotpant for me.

"Mas, you want to pull it out?"

"Belon in, deck." Tempted Iue while stroking his thighs.

"Where's the night? I'm following bole?" flirting

I can't stand a girl talking to the point. My passion, which had disappeared, came out of nowhere again. I'm a real playboy.

"Where's elo's house? The one near there. I woke up in the morning, couldn't help but loe." I said as I grabbed him and kissed his neck. The fragrance of Dior Poison's perfume that I liked the most came in from my nose and then into my virility cells. I'll hear another scream tonight. Yes.

A girl named Chika finally got into BMW I. A few minutes away, Chika started doing something under me. Shit, he's the expert. I drive and enjoy two things at once. Night view and under me. Three minutes later Chika is choked by a liquid that suddenly slides into her esophagus.

“Lo crazy!” Chika spit out the window “Gue want to get off!”

I chuckled then took out ten grams of gold gift from the Bank this morning from my wallet, “Masi want to go down?”

Chika tried to think for a while before she finally grabbed the gold from my hand. I took over my beloved car and drove lightning-fast to the Hotel belonging to the family. I have two of my favorite rooms at the hotel. Each has a large window in the living room and room, without any curtains. It's up to me to say I have an abnormality or some other term. But I've always loved the view from a height. Window without curtains is not the same as when living in the open? The difference is simply not to be afraid of rain, storms, dust, noise and wild animals that lurk and are ready to be hunted at any time.

“Random account number lo.” Chika's breathing was still panting as she mentioned a number of numbers. “Lo can already go home.”

“Jam one early? Lo seriously?” protestations

“Iya go home.”

Chika checks the phone and screams. It was obvious he was surprised as his account balance increased by twenty million.

“Bole request number?” tanyanya while wearing her clothes

“What number? Account number? I'm not asking for cashback.”

“Mobile number lo.”

I shook my head “Gue didn't sleep with the same girl.”

“Bogged. But thanks. I can take my bokap for treatment.”

Snippy. I'm not arrogant. It's just that I learned from experience. Girls who spend the night with I pretend to sleep and when I'm late, they will open my phone with my fingerprint and someone tries to break the password for my account. Someone moved the balance out of my e-wallet. There are

emptying my wallet. Someone did a scam through chat impersonating I need money but transfer it to his account. That's the reason I'm frustrated with girls I can't make girlfriends other than thirst-quenching.

Chika had been home since two hours ago, but my eyes had not been locked for a second. I usually fall asleep when I take a shower. Farhan's words are still blazing until now. Fucking Farhan, he's gotta take responsibility.

“Nape lo Bro?” Farhan answered my call in a panicked voice.

“Lo must be responsible.”

“So you're okay, right? Lo where?” Farhan sighed.

“Custom, in my suite.”

“Ok. I want to sleep again.”

“Woi Lo, “ Farhan has disconnected the call.

Nothing could break this claustrophobic curiosity other than Farhan. If he can not be contacted, mending I immediately go to him. Farhan's house isn't far from here. Moreover, the dawns like this the streets were deserted and I could reach Farhan's house in just fifteen minutes.

“Loh, Mass. Listen at this hour?” Mr. Agus approached the window of my car before finally opening the fence.

I went into the yard of Farhan's house which was filled with children's games. Slide, swing, house-housing. No wonder Farhan still has younger siblings. Yes, sisters mean more than one. I remember two, but Farhan said three or four. Bodo time with his sisters. I went into Farhan's house. Still dark and lonely. I climbed into the elevator behind the stairs and pressed button four. First this house was built when we were in Junior High. Farhan showed off his home with an elevator, the first person at school to have an elevator inside. I've had a love for heights since Elementary School and Farhan boasted about his room on the fourth floor. He generously allowed me to stay in his room for a week. I remember, I was jealous. Could not escape the window of his room which was fifty times eighty. The view in his room was not really amazing. Some are neighboring clotheslines, mosques and apartments.

But the wheels turned when we were SMA, the floodlights finally lit up. Bokap Gue presents Nyokap Gue a hotel that if Lo on hearing his name must immediately say, “ohhh tau”. Yes, the most luxurious gift on the wedding anniversary twenty bokap and nyokap I. Very cool bokap I, I swear. I don't want to miss dong. I asked for my sweet seventeen gift, the top room in the nyokap hotel. So, at that time the generous replacement I lent the room key to Farhan who was again broken home. Nyokapnya died of cancer and his bokap turned out to have got a replacement Nyokap Farhan. Young, pretty, nice, ayu, subaha, smart, cumlaude and healthy. It was as if her stepmother had no flaws. Unlike stepmothers who are generally, cruel, sadistic, heartless, nyindir, mukuler, paperan, little venting sosmed. The more perfect his stepmother was, the more heartbroken Farhan was. I'll allow him to confine himself as long as he wants in the most luxurious suite in the hotel. Because on one floor it only has two rooms. And those two rooms have me.

Ok, this jerk has the heart to sleep soundly while bergences and wet dreams when I was again confused because of him. I took his phone and put it on his cheek. I dialed a call to his phone. Voila she's shocked.

“Boat lo, satan. I curse you to keep erections.”  Farhan curses me while throwing a pillow at me. I laughed until I rolled on the floor. “Lo demon possessed what to haunt me dawn-body gini. Do you not know if at this hour the dream is good again? Again exclaims. Fuck Lo.”

“Propay bro.” I tried to get up and hold back the laughter while going up to her bed.

“So why lo?” Farhan was no longer so emotional. Although his face was still pouting badly barely recognized.

I finally told Farhan I meant to come to his house.

“Only for the sake of ginian lo disturb the beautiful dreams of Gue.” Farhan scratched his suddenly itchy head. “Gue once promised to return the favor to elo. I'm helping you.”~~~~