Selfish
Selfish: 68

Arin scratched his chin confused, staring at Laras who was closed with a sleeping position on the sofa, was crying out Laras was immediately covered.

"You sleepy why come to my house anyway, make people bother, pretentious and want to discuss the future of the ends just sleeping doang," ketus Arin, said, his hand grabbing the phone in his pants pocket was about to contact Zian.

"What the hell, I don't want to call him first, but this woman is how, I can't let him stay here" Arin stomped his feet on the floor, and he knocked her down, he was upset because his brain could not think.

The sound of knocking on the door diverted Arin's attention.

"This again, who the hell comes, do not know what other people are careless, besides the doorbell there is why the use is knocked all over." Despite the nagging, Arin still walked towards the door while grunting in annoyance.

"Hello everybody, same miss me?" That's Dion, a man who lately rarely seen know-or now has appeared at the door, no one knows where he went.

"Opaan anyway, filthy kangen sama lo. Why come here? I didn't take any more guests, "just about to close the door, Dion used his foot to hold the door.

"Look down dong, Neng. I'm here to share your story, too," explained Dion with his distinctive grin. I don't know why Dion smiles so sweet. Arin cleared his throat slowly and then threw away the view.

"For the doang story? Is there food? At least for concert tickets, if I have no interest, doang mah story," replied Arin with a breastplate. Dion glared sharply, not wanting to answer Arin's words, Dion slightly pushed the woman's shoulder and stepped in without permission.

"Woy, you know yourself dong, play just enter the house," Arin closed the door and ran after Dion who was standing by the sofa.

His gaze was fixed on Laras who was still asleep.

"Ehh, who's the boy?" tanya Dion turned to look at Arin who was now standing next to her.

"If you say anything, he himself who came here was asleep," replied Arin annoyed.

"Where beautiful again, eleven twelve were the same Agatha," the chortle Dion imagined the lover, but they did not, Dion was hanged the same Agatha wkwk.

"Istighfar lo, do not look at the basket, see the clear bit directly smitten, the basic male worshipers physical, all men are the same," taunted Arin with his spicy words.

"Say you're envious because you're not beautiful, uh," Dion shut his mouth because he spoke wrongly, don't ask Arin's expression now, he immediately fell silent with a blank look, his heart ached at Dion's words, his eyes reddened either from anger or about to cry, Arin looked down at the floor.

"Arin, sorry. I'm wrong to say, I'm not mean-"

"Get out!"

"Sorry, Arin,"

"GUE SAY GET OUT!!!!" Dion closed his eyes, and Arin was already angry.

"Gue was unintentional. Arin, please forgive me."

"Pantes you say that? Yes, I am not beautiful like your ideal type."

"Not that, I was just wrong to say," Dion was already frantically looking at the clear feathers coming down from Arin's eye patch, it meant that his words must have hurt this girl a lot. Arin shook his head then laughed sarcastically, rubbed his tears rough and looked back at Dion sharply.

"Wait, you like me?" dion asked, between joy and surprise mixed into one on the look of his face. Arin looked at Dion not like it.

"Yes, why? But that was before, not anymore. What's again? You want to mock me, please, I don't mind," said Arin when he saw a smile on Dion's sweet face.

Suddenly Dion clapped his hands inviting a confused and embarrassed look from Arin, maybe he spoke bluntly if he used to like this whimper, but it's okay that Arin's heart is calm and peaceful, after all Arin will not meet Dion again right?

"Why lo? Fir'aun's Persambet?"

"Lo's eyes, I don't believe you can like me anyway, as we like cats as dogs, fighting every time we meet," replied Dion. Arin squinted, right what Dion said.

"Wow, just this time I dicrush-in the same girl judes and grumpy kayak lo, must be included in the record book anyway," said Dion proudly.

"Great play. One more thing if you forget, I'm judes, grumpy and also UGLY," interrupted Arin by emphasizing the word 'ugly'. Dion was wrong.

Hearing the commotion, Laras slowly opened his eyes and saw two demons staring at him.

"I-I fell asleep, huh? Sorry," Laras yawns wide but it does not reduce the level of beauty, instead making Laras more beautiful and cute in the eyes of Dion doang but, if Arin really had to lose sight for fear of insecure.

"Who are you?" Laras pointed at Dion, it seemed disrespectful but the appointed no problem, happily introducing himself.

"Gue Dion, nice to meet you my heavenly Angel" said Dion, winking his eyes. Arin slapped Dion's head hard enough that the young man was in pain.

"He's Zian's girlfriend, don't dream" Arin said.

"My wonder, why is Zian surrounded by beautiful women, when compared to still my handsome and cool," Dion tapped his chin with a thoughtful look.

"So, the face of a pulu-pulu mask is said to be handsome, has a glass not lo at home, if I do not have let me buy it." Dion rotated his eyeballs then looked back at Laras who was still confused by the situation.

Unasked, Dion walked up to Laras and sat down beside the girl. Barrel frowned.

"Heh wild boar, far away from him, you don't see him scared because of your behavior," Arin snapped. The barrel slightly moved away from Dion while smiling awkwardly.

"I think I should go home now."

"Come on, let it be brother who is anterine" said Dion with sparkling eyes.

"He's older than lo, sat," said Arin.

"Ett dah lo connect mulu kek cable PLN, diem napa anyway."

"Mending you home now, the danger of the boar for a long time."