Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Lee Min - Ho Local

A month later...

"How's Jeffry doing?" Mahendra is seen visiting Dion in his study.

He looked out of the office building. The view of the city is clear from this room.

"So far so good..." Answer Dion casually. He's still busy with his files.

"You're not defending him, are you?" mahendra.

"Ck, I suspect you're aki-aki. Appreciation dong my hard work." Groused Dion.

"Yes later if Jeffry has proof."

Dion closed the file, then walked over to Mahendra.

"It's still a while, it's a month. Guiding Jeffry isn't as easy as turning the palm, Pa. That kid's a little wayward, also ngeyel, but funny." Dion smiled considering his brother's absurd behavior.

According to Dion, Jeffry is quite 'sweet'.

The child likes to clean the house, the reason is because of habits. Simply save on spending to pay for home care too, if you think about it.

Jeffry likes to sleepy if his brain is overloaded.

Who likes to do college work at home rather than at the cafe like other children. This one really bothers Dion, the reason asked to be taught, but at the end of Dion who was struggling, Jeffrynya fun to snore on the sofa.

Jeffry did not like western cuisine, his days were full of local cuisine. Pecel, hodgepodge, seblak, rawon, soto.

After Dion order Japanese food, which is taken only shisamo fish, it's aja ngulek sambel onion itself. Dikira bandeng presto ah.

"Hmmm, you seem to be familiar." Mahendra Mumbled.

"Well, good enough..." Dion sits on the sofa next to Mahendra. For Dion, Jeffry's presence provides his own entertainment for him.

"Stay careful, Dion, this is not just for you..."

"Please, Pa. Indeed the boy was still unstable, but he had quite inherited the leader's soul." Dion glanced at his father. "Surely he had a hard life, so he could appreciate whatever he had now. Thank God he doesn't have an OKB."

"Thank God." Mahendra said sincerely. Then he remembered something.

"Oiya, Papa checks the card he holds why is it still a lot of contents? Has that kid never been fucked?"

Dion clucking.

"Jeffry his snack vegetables ... That much money can be made to buy vegetable lontong all his cart."

"Not hanging out at the cafe either?" Cecar Mahendra's.

"Jeffry hangs out in a workshop with free wifi."

"Good god, that kid..."

"Makanya Papa not too hard, the seeds are good to stay slowly. Fear if forced to fight."

"Hm... Actually Papa doesn't agree that the boy's racing." Mahendra's view.

"It's a hobby, Pa."

"The picture is too big. Papa's afraid..."

"Every time try to see him when he plays. I don't know, between content, happy and full of energy. Jeffry looks 'live' on the race track."

"Papa wouldn't be strong, let alone your mother if he knew..."

Dion got up from his seat, he caught a glimpse of his watch.

"Let's set the talk to mom how good it is. Dion's got an appointment to meet someone. Papa still wants to be here?"

Mahendra looked at Dion, "Women's equal agreement, right?"

"Ck, why the hell?" Dion put on a lazy look. Lately his father likes to be late with his personal life. All this is suspected.

"Papa hope the cepetan move on, let the marriage spit again. Papa needs a grandchild."

Dion melengos, "feels like a little kaleeee..."

"Hehehe..." Mahendra chuckles. "Go, Papa still wants to be here."

***

Jeffry ran down the arrival terminal of the plane that took Sofia home from Amsterdam.

Today is exactly a month they really did not meet. No contact at all. Real or virtual.

Almost crazy for missing out.

Said Mas Dion who really ngecengin Jeffry if the gala is rumored: follow it to Amsterdam. The money in your card is more than enough to refuse back plus nginep and eat all the holidays there.

Answer Jeffry: anteriiinnn...

How dare Jeffry reckless so. Let alone to Amsterdam, to Tanah Abang just do not remember the way out if not the same mother.

And now hastily darting as fast as Dion's car could, heading for the airport after Antonio suddenly sent a short message. Very intent to understand Jeffry the fathers, his love impromptu.

If from yesterday, Jeffry can be prepared.

Can take a seven-figure flower bath first let the smell of semerbak right after meeting. Fortunately, there is another alternative, a perfume bath.

Jeffry's first time to the airport, a new lifetime today. A class of Jeffry mah most stuck riding tras doang.

Nekat minjem Dion's car because it does not want Sofia to overheat on the road.

There he is, Jeffry immediately ran again. If it's on time, Sofia should have landed.

If it's on time too, Jeffry should've reached the airport. Well, you know what the traffic of this city, hufftt.

Jeffry muters on the first floor. The officer said that Jeffry had his chance, the international arrival terminal is in the terminal three floors one.

And crazy...

It's so broad, I swear. How shrill?

Near Jeffry stands currently a very rame people queue photos. Looks like an artist is coming.

"Who's Ma'am?" Jeffry asked the same idle girl who stood enthusiastically near Jeffry.

"Aaaaaa Lee Min - Ho Oppaaaa..." The girl's screams immediately fussed in groups of other girls.

Jeffry knows who this artist is, I really like to watch the drama.

Wait for...

Jeffry had a glance at the artist, forgive me, macho-an me everywhere kalii... Jeffry's lips in his heart.

He left the group, walking straight to observe and passers-by.

Then his phone rang, Jeffry reached into his pocket.

Sofia calling's...

Jeffry's heart immediately adem, finally active again the number he missed this past month.

"Where are you?" Sapa Jeffry direct.

"In your heart..." Whisper Sofia over there.

Jeffry hid his happy smile.

"I really miss you so much."

"Me too..."

Jeffry circulated his gaze, right in front of there with a considerable distance, despite wearing a mask and a hat, Jeffry knew it was Sofia.

"God..." Jeffry smiled, he held his forehead in disbelief. Then slowly approaching Sofia, her phone was still stuck in the ear.

From the other end, Sofia also walked slowly closer to Jeffry. He almost cried. He really misses this guy.

"You're beautiful..." Tombal Jeffry, still walking slowly towards Sofia. Their views are straight.

"Curvy, dreadlocks. I'll wear a mask."

"You're wearing niqob too pretty."

"If you don't wear anything?"

"Don't, I won't be strong."

"Hmm, it's smart now."

"Where's dong? My boyfriend is widowed. Hehe..."

Sofia chuckles.

"Open the mask." Pinta Jeffry when they almost met at one point. She wants to see Sofia's beautiful face. The medic misses his heart.

"Can you stay in the car? It's too risky." Reject Sofia while wailing.

"I miss you."

"Emmm..."

"Please..."

Sofia could not bear to refuse Jeffry's request, slowly he opened a black mask that covered part of his face.

Jeffry turned off the phone.

"You're beautiful." Praise Jeffry again when Sofia's face is only a palm.

Sofia chuckles as she cries, she puts her hands together around Jeffry's neck.

Jeffry hugged this woman's waist back.

It can be so easy like this again. He buried his face deep in Sofia's neck. Sip this fragrant body that he missed.

"SOFIA ANNA!!!"

Jeffry's embrace reflexes came off when he heard the noise of people snapping Sofia's name.

Very loud, very surprised.

A group of women approached. They immediately activated the phone camera, asked for a photo with Sofia.

"Mas fotoin dong, that's great huh..." A woman gives her phone to Jeffry with the state of the camera phone is already on.

Sofia looked at Jeffry.

Jeffry glued, he forgot his girlfriend was an artist.

***