Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Cinderella

"Rion bre ng!"

"Basic playboy! I have no heart!"

"Crocodile pip piiipp... Piippp guy..."

"@#?!/)&$©{ק•√£°..."

Pamela stomps her legs tight. He walked towards the parking lot towards his car while nagging.

Occasionally stop while repossessing long.

His left hand held heels, while his right hand was busy stirring a small bag that was slung on the shoulder, looking for a key.

He was emotional, his self-esteem torn. Or maybe it was because of his feelings for Rion unrequited so he upset himself? As Pam knew, right now she just wanted to get angry.

Rion only considered him a lustful satisfier. He had already reached the bones.

"Si al aaann!!" Pam cursed back when the key never met.

Suddenly the front window of his car opens, Rion's annoying face appears.

Yak gosh, how can suddenly his man is already hanging in front of the wheel there?

"Come in." Rion's sexy voice. Pam threw away her sight.

"Go out I'll go home by myself."

"I just hitchhiked up the front end."

"Your car is here, why hitchhike?"

"My car's at Mr. Atma's house."

"Yes there to Mr. Atma!"

"Father there's a driver."

"So, this is called theft. Take people's keys secretly."

"I didn't take it, try checking in your bag."

"So how did the story get there?"

"I have a duplicate."

Pam said, "This includes criminal acts!" Pekik.

"I'm just hitchhiking, bee..." Rion remained calm as if his actions were right and there was nothing to fuss about.

Pam glared ferociously, "Down that call. I don't like it!"

Rion smiled, "Okay, come in first."

Even though Pam's jackass got in the car and threw her ass into the passenger seat beside the steering wheel.

Crazy hot feet, as hot as his heart.

He folded his arms in front of his chest and it made his chest pamper from behind his low yellow kebaya.

Rion swallowed the saliva with great difficulty.

Hey Rion, he hasn't swallowed a jang and you've been overwhelmed. Even the ten naked girls in front of you had not been able to awaken the weapon before they touched it. Damn you!

Rion cursed his brain.

Pam was just silent, her face was completely jutek.

He knew Rion on fire saw his chest earlier. Rion's ears look red. Pam memorized it inward.

All of them he just fluttered the hemisphere of his batik skirt to the thigh, let mam pus all of you.

Rion closed his eyes, set his breath for a while then slowly drove Pam's car away from Mahendra's residence.

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"Are we really snacking there?" Sofia looked at the tent stall in front of her doubtfully. He grabbed Jeffry's jacket he had been wearing since.

Jeffry was afraid Sofia was cold on the road, because it was night and he was riding a motorcycle. So she asked Sofia to wear her jacket.

Jeffry himself was used to this cool night air.

Sofia had never eaten on the roadside in her entire life like this, so this young man had invited her to eat at this place.

Jeffry locked the motor and held Sofia's hand, towards a shabby mat that was tucked on the sidewalk.

There are some customers who already occupy the other end. Jeffry chose a place beside a young couple who were eating because at the other end there were four fathers. Sofia is uncomfortable.

"Sit down, Tan. I'll order ya." Jeffrey ordered for a while.

Sofia was still standing awkwardly. He was confused, is this mat really for sitting? why is it more like a piece of trash in his eyes.

The color of the mat has faded and blackish spots everywhere.

Sofia fumbled at his neck. It's not good to ask for food in the car. Looks like Jeffry eats a lot in a place like this.

Sofia clings her butt and folds her legs, imitating Jeffry. She tidied up her skirt to cover her thighs.

"Just relax Tan, the place is clean."

"You sure?" Investigating Sofia, he whispered softly, afraid to be heard who had a stall.

"I'm actually alive until now. Hahaha.." - Jeffry.

"So at home a lot of good food, Jeff. You're not eating?"

"My tongue is foreign to that food, the villagers understand. Hehe..."

"Hey, you're Hendra's son, you!" remember Sofia.

"Today's Tan, yesterday was Bu Isa's son."

"Don't do that." said Sofia.

"Yes, I understand." Jeffry smiled wryly.

"Hmmm, are you here often?" Sofia asked, she knew Jeffry was upset again. Maybe the status is no longer the same. Suddenly he had a family, a father, a great brother.

"If you come here this time, but eat in a tent stall like this often. Uh wait, don't tell me Aunt has never eaten in a place like this?" Jeffry looked at Sofia.

Sofia looks bad.

"Yak aunty, sorry... We're moving on."

Sofia held Jeffry's hand that was about to stand up.

"It's okay, sit down."

"This is a new experience for me, if tomorrow no stomach pain means safe. Hehe..." Kelakar Sofia's.

"Sorry Tan, next time if there is more money we eat at the cafe. Honestly, right now I'm a heavy bitch." Jeffry whispered softly in Sofia's ear.

Sofia giggles at feeling funny, a child conglomerate class Pak Hendra claimed to have no money. Gee whiz...

"Let me pay..." Sofia patted Jeffry's shoulder soothingly.

"No, I'm the one with Auntie, so it's my responsibility." Jeffry is sure.

Sofia's heart warmed up again.

Whatisthis?

A young man who is not mature enough just know the meaning of a responsibility in the middle of his bleakness.

It's a shame to remember Daniel into the rat. Who shamelessly gnawed at him inside out. And Sofia's stupid to be fooled.

Sofia. Slowly he took off Jeffry's jacket. The cold night wind instantly greeted Sofia's delicate skin.

"Eh, you like racing, Jeff?"

Jeffry turned, "Yes, you know what?"

"It's a sponsor's jacket, right? Not careless who has this jacket." Sofia pointed at the jacket she was holding.

"Well, how do you know that again?"

"I remember my friend who was crazy about racing until he forgot everything. Until all the money runs out for this sponsor. But now the man's in prison for the KDRT." Sofia's view.

"It's a pity.." muttered Jeffry.

"That kind of thing actually contributed to making the racing world dark. Though the origin has the skill and diligently practice without any money we can certainly progress."

"Oh yeah, you got that bike?" Sofia pointed to the matic motor that Jeffry was using.

"Yes not Tan, there is a motorcycle bang Roni, who has a workshop where I work."

"Oohhhhhh..." Sofia.

"Tomorrow when not to practice. Shhhhhhh, but this is a secret yes, lest you know."Jeffry put his finger in front of his lips.

Sofia grinned, "Be careful Jeffry, I now hold your US card yaa. Haha...."

Jeffry scratched his head that was not catapulted at all.

Luckily the food soon came, Jeffry hurriedly switched the conversation before being asked more questions about the race.

Profession that has been hidden closely. Don't get caught by mom.

"Said my friend pecel catfish here delicious loh Tan, try it."

"Eh, yes. This washes his hands where Jeff is? A spoon? a fork? Where's?" Sofia was wailing in search of a spoon.

Jeez Jeffry forgot to mention Cinderella.

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