SUGAR Hot Duda
102. Sugar season 2's

Brakk!

Pyarrr!

Karla throws all the stuff on the nightstand. Until it broke on the floor.

Her father's health declined when he heard about her in DO. Just him, not with Galen. They should have been both hit, but somehow the campus even directed the blame only on Karla's side. Jihan, her mother locked Karla in her room as a punishment for self-introspection.

"Eat her, don't do much to you, Karla! Already know our lives are difficult, the more difficult you are with behavior. Realize La, we are not a droplet of CEOs who easily do anything with money. Shame, shame, right?" the mother was nagging behind the door.

"Mama should be proud, I'm looking for a quick way to get rich. Galen's family isn't just any family, Ma! He can buy anything, even if we ask for a car!" sahut Karla in his rampage.

"But as a woman you should also have shame and self-esteem. If your brother knows you are rich? You're finished!"

"I'm tired of living gini rich, Ma!"

Jihan clucked softly, she left Karla's room feeling coarse. The youngest child was too spoiled, especially so far the husband always obeyed his will.

If this is the case, he will complain for free. Too embarrassed to lose face because of his own son.

Karla stops her tantrums when she hears a cell phone notification that makes her eyes sparkle brightly.

Galen, though Karla is basically upset that in DO, she can still keep smiling as Galen's name fills her phone screen.

"Sok-okan want to throw me out, but it's done!" it's confident.

"Yes, Galen?"

"Hm, meet me at caffe XX now!" galen's orders are across there. However, even with a non-wearing tone, Karla remained happy.

"Okay, I'll get ready first."

Karla dresses up as beautifully as possible, she should be able to tease Galen this time with her curves. Doesn't love begin with the sweetness of bed honey, Karla thought.

He immediately jumped the window with great difficulty. However, the two-story house was more terrifying than he had expected.

"Where's it going down?" karla Mummings. Thinking for a moment, he stared at the mango tree which was even about the same height as the balcony railing of his room.

"Wait, this time be a monkey first for love." Karla clucked, then tried to go down through the mango tree.

A cold sweat drenched part of his face, but it did not make Karla go to see Galen.

"Mama's way is holding me back, so gini!" he then ordered a taxi online to get to the cafe called Galen.

Taxis run through a slightly jammed city street. After descending and paying for her cries, Karla rushed into the XX caffe area where Galen was.

However, his steps stopped when not Galen who was there. Karla saw from a distance Aunt Liora was waiting for her alone.

With the level of sekecamatan pede, he tried to convince himself if Galen would invite him to marry, or discuss important things to involve his mother. Or do they want to be married next week? nothing is impossible, right?

"Tante," said Karla with a sweet smile.

"Sit down!" liora's orders pointed at the front seat with her chin. He must as soon as possible clean up the troublemaking girl Galen's life on this one. They are not of the human equivalent in terms of property and throne.

"Where's the deal, Auntie?" ask Karla.

"Gallen? You're nying for Galen?" ask Liora flat. He drank his drink up to the toilet. There was no pleasantries for Liora, she even only ordered two drinks for her and Karla.

"You want to drink first? Before we talk?"

Glekk...

Karla gulped, feeling bad. For some reason, the face of Mama from Galen did not show hospitality at all.

He hesitantly tasted the drink.

"How much money do you need to get out of Galen's life?" ask Liora.

"I mean what aunt?"

"I mean? How much should I pay for your losses. As a woman, of course you're quite self-conscious not to be compared to my family." Liora stared intently, she cursed her cruel lips. Actually it is not a caste matter that he rejects Karla, but rather the behavior and attitude of the girl who is beyond the limits of reason.

"I don't need the money! I just need Galen in charge of marrying me" he said confidently.

"Cih, married? Are you dreaming in broad daylight?" Liora has a chest.

"Fifty million! Get out of Galen's life or you'll get nothing!" liora.

Karla raised her eyebrows, "just the price of virginity?" tanyanya.

Okay fine! If she can't marry Galen, but the size of fifty million is really lowering her pride. Galen is the son of a wealthy businessman.

"Certainly? You reckon? What a good price for a ja lang. You're not Alesya, you're different classes! Compared to you, Alesya is much more above you!"

Karla grinned, "smarter at finding the money auntie meant?"

"Alesya is different anyway, he got the CEO directly, who might be able to give him an anti-limit black card. But what did Aunt think? Comparing me to a mistress actually makes Aunt's image worse? Aunty measures everything according to class. And Galen's class isn't Alesya, Auntie!"

"You are yes!" Liora clenched her hands.

"Then you will get nothing! Remember, we are the ones who can do everything. Including making you disappear from this life" whispered Liora before finally leaving.

"Sia lan!" maki Karla's.

The rule is he took money from his mother Galen earlier, but why instead let him go just like that even with the hatred that is piling up.

In haste, he caught up with Liora who was still in the caffe area.

"A hundred million aunts, I will not appear again in front of Galen!" bargained for.

"Eighty million! No bargaining?" Liora knitted her brows.

"Okay, deal."

Liora then took the brown envelope from her bag, "the rest I transferred! Give me your account number!" liora.

Karla nodded, she gave her account number to Liora. The transfer of the rest of the money was already successful Karla get.

"But keep your promise, remember it."

Liora breezed away, although either Wilson would be angry later or he spent that kind of money.

***

Just two days into Reivan's wife, Alesya can't really forget Galen. On his own, recalled the bitter memories of his sweet love journey with the man.

Especially when it rains like this, his rint had been a witness to how much he liked the romantic figure of Galen.

It's been almost an hour in the room. Ale doesn't know what to do! This afternoon, Arsen drove him home first under the pretext that Reivan was still busy with his work.

Not wanting to ask too much, Ale chose silence.

*If I hadn't convinced myself in the first place

Speak the perfect word, not as well as I thought

If I knew it would all be for nothing

I won't accept your momentary love

What about me loving you?

Who come give hope, then go and disappear

Unthinkable to you, my heart broke because of you

Without a reason, leave without saying goodbye

I won't accept your momentary love

Damn, I met with love

Fooled your speech and manner

Like my love (my love)

Satisfied you're cheating me?

(Mahalini - Shit*)

Alesya sings, with an inexplicable tone. Maybe if other people who hear will suspect him screaming unclear. Because Alesya's voice is far from the expectations of idol singers.

Alesya's voice was spoiled, making the song that should be sad was a mistake. However, Alesya was relieved to vent her heartache alone in the room.

"It's over?" Reivan asked after watching Alesya's impromptu concert, where he made a mic and Reivan's bedroom bed he made the stage.

Instead of being embarrassed, he scolded Reivan.

"Basically disturbed, do not know what sad people are? Ready with the cake wipes," his grunts thumped and put his comb on the nightstand and left Reivan. Alesya went into the bathroom, not to take a shower. He knew Reivan was just coming home.

"Mas, the water is in vain"

"What?" Reivan had already shuffled in and closed the door without letting Alesya out.

"Fuckily I met loveaaa--" Reivan silenced Ale's lips with the palm of his hand.

"Your voice hurts your ears, Aleee!"