Sexy Little Partner
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A sports car is speeding. From four o'clock in the morning the King made this journey.

Along with Aldo and Doni the King intends to follow the future wife.

Ameer said Kimmy went to Bogor. Anger that Kimmy to have to leave the house that has been overshadowing him.

Hundreds of messages, dozens of phones, none of which Kimmy answered. The sad thing is, Kimmy just read the message but didn't reply.

A series of stories have been written by King, and perhaps now Kimmy knows that Raja and Rinda have no relationship at all.

Just one hour, the King has arrived at the minimalist residence of Hema Alona, the veteran artist.

Aunt Kimmy from Gea is a famous artist. When bored at home, Kimmy must be to Bogor looking for a new atmosphere.

In the past, the King also often invited Kimmy here when the girl whined to be picked up.

The king got out of the car, walked quickly to the terrace of the house. Base air is airborne. The guard who had just opened the gate ran to meet him.

"Young master."

"Kimmy is there, right, sir?" The king asked very loudly. Blackened eye bags sign he didn't sleep all night.

The middle-aged man nodded. "There's."

"Open the door, I need to talk."

"But, ..."

"Where's the room?" King forced.

"Emm." Seen the man was very confused, previously Kimmy warned so that the King was not allowed to enter. But in the end, he was powerless.

"Please help me, there's something I need to talk about, it's important, it's about our life and our happiness." The king grabbed his wallet, took out all his money and thrust it at the man, "Where's his room?"

It is quite capable of shaking the guard's defense. "I beg you sir." Force him.

"On the right, second floor." Forced the man to show the location of the room Kimmy occupied.

The king rushed to him. Doni and Aldo immediately followed after getting out of the car.

Spontaneously the King's view was upward. If you think again not too high, only the second floor, the distance is about eight meters from where he stands.

Moreover, many beams that will facilitate the way to the top.

Doni and Aldo stood at the back, following the view of the friend and his boss.

"Gue wants to go up. Kimmy must be crying in the corner, a habit he's just so doang from the past!"

Doni frowning. "Lo seriously Raj?"

"Seriously lah! You think I'm messing around! Help me ride!" King ketus.

"Eat him take care before leaving, the turn of run to the confusion. The part of her ngeselin tuh torture others like this. Where from Semalem I haven't slept yet!" Aldo grumbling.

"Lo's mind sleeps mellow, how do you want to succeed!" The king slightly retreated backwards. "Squat down!"

"Huh?" Doni who was in the face frowned faintly. "Squat?" Ask.

"Yes, Squat." King nodded. And innocently Doni crouched down.

Brekkkkk....

"Ahh" Shouts Doni out loud as the King uses his shoulders to jump up. "There is no morality Lo Raj! Fuck Lo! It hurts." The screech.

Aldo laughed. "Sorry Don, I laugh over Lo's suffering."

"Emang temen durjana Lo on!"

The king nodded, both hands hanging on the balcony railing. Apparently his designs were accurate, not in vain he knew the concept of biomechanics, the science of studying the mechanical basis of the structure and function of the motion of forces acting on objects and the human body.

Brakkk...

The King's leg was jolted on the floor of Kimmy's balcony after vivaciously creeping on a number of blocks from the structure of the minimalist home.

"Dear." From the outside Kimmy can be directly seen clearly.

The girl got up from her blanket, walking arrogantly out of the room to the balcony. "Gapain the King's here?"

"We need to talk." The king grabs Kimmy's arm which is always brushed off.

"What else?"

The girl was clad in scanty material, only a thin, laced dress on her shoulders. Bogor cold, King opened his jeans jacket and then put it on Kimmy.

"We still need to straighten things out."

"Isn't everything done? Kimmy wants us to break up." Sluggishly. The affection is still overflowing, but Kimmy is tired of thinking negatively every day. That's an energy drain.

"We love each other, Kimmy knows that. I swear, I love you so much. My vows are not dreadful words, they are sincere from the bottom of my heart." King assured.

Consider this a serious undertaking that the King wants to show. He really did not want to lose his fiancee.

Kimmy looked up carefully at the regretful face of his lover, seeing the persistence of the King he touched.

"Now honestly, why would the King never want to open up to Kimmy? Story now. Kimmy wants to hear directly from the King, the King wants an honest answer?"

"Hm." King nodded.

Kimmy's hands grabbed the young man's cold fingers. "The king knows why Kimmy stayed away from Radit? Not because he was unattractive, but because Kimmy was convinced, there was no friendship between men and women, Kimmy took care of Kimmy's heart because Kimmy was enough to just have the King alone." Evidently.

King nodded. "Well, I know."

"The thing that Kimmy often thinks from the age of 13 is Kimmy, has King ever been interested in Rinda?" Kimmy was sure this time the King would not cover it again.

Sure enough, the nod of the handsome young man's head jolted the recesses of his heart. "Well, but it was Kimmy, it was puberty." Said confessing.

"Why? What does the king like about him?" Kimmy curious.

"She grew up to be an independent, mature girl and has a penchant for me. I was interested then, I admit."

Kimmy shed his cheap tears, it has become commonplace if the clear circle decays from the net of a Kimmy. But this time, it's deeper the pain that Kimmy fumbles on.

"We met often because we were close, she was the only woman who was part of our learning community." The King again.

"So far the King covered this from Kimmy."

"Sorry." Lirih King. "But that was my childhood Kimmy. And no matter how far I try, it turns out we can never be in rhythm."

"The king hopes it will be a good fit?" Kimmy smiled bitterly. This assumption is apparently true, the King was once interested in Rinda.

King shakes. "Everything just flows. I kept quiet and said nothing to him. Gradually I realized, the feeling was nothing more than admiring, she was similar to Mammi who was tough and intelligent, she was the image of a woman who was liked by the opposite sex, but, ..."

"What?" Kimmy still wants to hear despite the pain.

"It turns out I love you unconditionally. No matter Kimmy Zoya I'm whiny, chatty, oon, spoiled, noisy, likes to disturb my sleep, troublesome, a lot of requests, must be heard, must be heard, unknowingly and without me willing this love and affection was fostered so abundantly as I grew older." Reciprocity.

"Kimmy's sick with it." Kimmy. Unable to hold his tent. Although in the end loved, the King still betrayed.

Trying to fit in with other girls, meeting Rinda even wade through the days together, admiring, comparing the flaws and advantages of the two girls, Kimmy is sick.

"Then?"

"Kimmy wants us to be friends, we're better suited to be friends. Kimmy wants to graduate from college independently. Kimmy wants to stop depending on the King."

"Why would I refuse?" Nanar, the King shook his head.

"Kimmy wants to be alone. Kimmy tired. Negative thinking also makes you tired. Before Kimmy's brain explodes, Kimmy wants to take a break from the thoughts that make Kimmy tired."

"I swear Kimmy tired of living a relationship that has been built from childhood. Kimmy wants to live like other Kimmy friends, not depend on anyone."

Steadily, Kimmy took off his ring, grabbed the King's hand and placed his diamond ring into the young man's grasp.

There's a red scar encircled on Kimmy's ring finger, ten-year-old Kimmy wears it, claustrophobic already the ring.

"May the King understand, this match is over."

The king was stunned, staring at the sinking nanar Kimmy who disappeared behind the white curtain jars on the transparent glass door.

Surrender? It would not be Raka Rain's son if that happened. Don't forget the ambitious blood of Raka Rain that drained her living cavity.