Sexy Little Partner
Feckless
White shorts, matching loose-fitting shirts that almost cover his pants, combined with modern red wine boots and a small red wine backpack.
Surai wavy blonde in let down. Kimmy is funny with his looks.
This afternoon Kimmy has an appointment with his friends, they will meet at the cafe aesthetic library that is going viral.
Radit one of the members, the thesis of the thing they want to discuss, they agreed to graduate only in three and a half years of education.
The successors to this throne are certainly in a hurry to graduate, because some of them there are those who want to continue S2 abroad then S3.
After kissing Gea's cheek, Kimmy ran out of the house. Jono should have prepared himself to deliver.
But not the jono that Kimmy saw, but the King who welcomed his arrival with a folded hand.
"Young Miss's afternoon." Next to the King's feet rests on a large pillar on the terrace of Kimmy's house.
"Where's Uncle Jono?" Kimmy looked to the right and left. Jono lowered his head as Kimmy found his figure.
The king approached, grabbing the arm of his former lover. "Today Kimmy doesn't have to go out, it's not safe." His speech.
Kimmy frowns. "What the hell? Kimmy wants to see you!"
"Let the King intervene." The king pulled Kimmy's arm softly but on a firm edge.
"No, Kimmy wants to be the same, Jono!" It was the right hand that made the king clench his hand.
"You'll give it to me, let me deliver."
Kimmy began to feel restrained again, just like when she was dating. "The king said he wanted to give up on Kimmy's happiness, why is Kimmy still doing it?"
"Dad, for your happiness, anything for Kimmy. The King was willing to give up, but Radit was too much of an enemy! It is better not to have a relationship with them!" King's Reins.
Kimmy chuckled in annoyance. "King feels so rivalled?" Looking down at the young man, Kimmy sneered. "King knows how Kimmy fussed when Rinda first?"
The king is sick of continuing to talk about things that have long passed. "It's been about seven years Kim. After that I realized she was nothing more than an ordinary woman in my life, did you forget, you are the one who has been colonizing me for seven years! You forget, how do you keep bothering me even in my class hours?" His word.
"Just because I admit to admiring other girls, you keep bringing it up?" Added. "You said I had to be honest, but after being honest, you didn't even want to give me a chance!"
"We're over, right?" Kimmy reminded them of their status.
The king smiled bitterly. The King should have moved on, but it was difficult because Kimmy was already a part of his soul.
He will feel sick if Kimmy is sick and will worry if the girl is not in good shape.
"Now I ask you one more time, you seriously like Radit?" The question from yesterday the King offered made Kimmy bored.
"Yes! You gotta tell me how many times?"
"Too go!"
Stepping away, the King tried to suppress a strange swish from within him. Kimmy was too sick that anything he did was always considered wrong.
In between steps. The king grabbed his cell phone from his pants pocket. Serving phone calls on contacts that read Raditya. Before long, the call connected.
📞 "Well, what's the king?"
"Sorry, unbeknownst to Lo, I'm trying to find out all about Lo." Said flat.
📞 "Lo stalker hmm?" Radit chuckles.
"Well, you could say so. Let's just say I want to know how to live my ex-boyfriend's candidate."
📞 "Lo already short of work hmm?"
"Forget all that. Now I know all about Lo, Lo's gang, including the biker gang that's pro con same Lo."
📞 "I mean?"
"Gue hack their group chat."
📞 "Who?"
"BILF motorbike." The king answered softly, his eyes staring at Kimmy's car passing in front of his body.
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In the car Kimmy was silent, his brain was thinking hard, what kind of relationship is this? It's broken but the King is constantly haunting.
Indeed most true is to go that far from Indonesia, after graduation, Kimmy is determined to take S2 abroad. Kimmy is sure Kimmy can.
The weather was windy, the trees on the side of the road swaying boisterously. Kimmy enjoyed it enough without saying a word.
Kiick....
Until that voice startled Kimmy's daydream. Jono suddenly braked the speed of his car until they stumbled forward.
"Sir!" Kimmy gave a full swipe, his netra hazel leading to the front, where a horde of big motorcycles overtake his vehicle. "Sir, why stop here?"
"Not intentionally. But they were deliberately intercepted!" Jono understands, it's a trial of deconfliction.
Estimated estimates, there are twenty black motorcycles and riders dressed all in black.
"Huh?" Kimmy trembled as one by one the helmeted man got down and approached his car. "What do they want, sir?"
Cracks....
The hitting of the windowpanes on Kimmy's left side made the girl reflectively cross-handed protecting her face. "Let'soo!" Kimmy was screaming hysterically.
Until a rough pull took his arm. "Down Miss sweet!"
"Deliver!" After successfully detaching Kimmy away to the right corner of the car. Jono was forced out by another man.
Kimmy snickered as the man began to open the door of his car. "Don't come any closer! You can ask for Kimmy's money, but don't hurt Kimmy!"
Brakkk....
The blow from the handsome-looking man pushed the helmeted young man to his back on the hood of the car.
"Roman!" Bag Super Hero in the afternoon, Raditya comes just in time. Kimmy breathes a sigh of relief. There's Anton, Karan and the other motor boys that follow.
Radit clutches the collar of his opponent's jacket, with his hard elbow he delivers a punch on the shoulder.
"Roman!"
Kimmy's fear gradually disappears as soon as Radit arrives. He saw for himself how angry a Radit was when he rained down on the body of a man who tried to hurt him with a loud kick.
"Down!" After falling down many times, Radit grabbed back his opponent. "Urusan Lo is like me, not this girl, Lo get it!" His shouting.
"Down!" Kimmy is terrified, the Radit she sees is not the same as the sweet Radit and always seduces her. "Suckers! Bastard!"
"Roman!" Kimmy gets out of the car, if there's a murder, it'll be worth Radit's youth, his only loser enemy but Radit's a potential heiress to Miller's company.
Kimmy tries to remind Radit not to hurt his opponent. Grabbing the young man's leather jacket, Kimmy shouted.
"It's Radit! You can kill him!"
"Aah!" One man pulled Kimmy's arm rough. But it fell under his feet when a very familiar young man Kimmy kicked it from behind.
Shaking, Kimmy looked up, a handsome face wrapped in wrath appeared before him.
"King!"
The king clenched his hand tightly, after half-dead trying not to interfere but could not bear to find Kimmy in the most dangerous position. Radit was busy with the other opponents. Not focused on keeping his favorite Kimmy.
The king stepped on the hand that had just touched Kimmy's arm with intense pressure. Don't forget Raka's blood that runs through the King's body, he hates having rivals.
"Yeahaaa! Free motherfucker!" The helmeted youth shouted, while the King stomped his feet even more strongly.
Under these circumstances alone, the King did not express any strange, good looks still accompanied his every move. Highlight those cold eyes were gripping but his furious lips were blushing red.
"King, he's in pain!" Kimmy hugged the young man to let go of his foot. "Enough. His hand could be broken!" Kimmy was crying as usual. "King!"
Pranks.... The sound of the swinging iron rods of the King hit one person to bleed into his head.
Calculation of the opponent's steps is read from the King's sensitive ears. Remember, Krystal inherited that genius.
Just a little movement of the opponent who tried to attack, the King was able to read it even in closed eyes.
"King!" Kimmy's last scream in the air, just one short hand the King hugged the girl.
While next to him again overcome one by one the opponent who tried to get closer with a swing of his iron stick.
"Look at Kimmy Zoya, you're too weak, and you need me by your side! The stubborn girl!"
...Jiah, in the history of Pasha make novels, besides Bucin there must be action yak... Sorry who do not like. understand....🤧...