The After One Night
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📞 "You're okay, aren't you, Baby?" Dhyrga Miller's father's voice now sounded more relieved after Cheryl heard her boisterous laughter.

"Good Daddy. Cheryl is good. Yesterday Cheryl was raining a little cold. Cheryl slept all day." Kilah Cheryl later.

📞 "Daddy send personal assistant well?" Not bored, Dhyrga again offers.

Cheryl shook her head quickly. "No need, Daddy doesn't believe Cheryl?"

📞 "It's not so, Daddy's just worried."

"No need to send an assistant. Cheryl can be independent. Cheryl can take care of herself." Despite saying so, Cheryl is upset with her current state.

📞 "Daddy misses out, maybe next month Daddy's with Alex to London."

"Yes, Cheryl wait." Cheryl turned off the phone after her father gave her a kiss.

Cheryl is pensive in front of Sandy and Ciko. The complete trust of his father, he had betrayed only for the sake of men.

"I'm sorry Cheryl Dadd." Maybe so on, regret always comes at the end of the story.

"We're going to the concert next week, right?" Sandy opened the conversation back to melt the atmosphere.

"Yes dong. Light Blue concert when else to try!" Ciko chimed in with passion.

"Can." Cheryl nodded with a smile.

"Now we eat." Take Sandy later. Then, the three began a ritual dinner together.

Just now, Sandy ordered pizza and some other heavy meals. Looks like Cheryl needs power after two days not out of the cage.

...✴️🔸🔸🔸✴️...

^^^ One Sunday later.^^^

"Cheryl!"

"Huh?" Cheryl looks surprised at Ciko who is neat with her rocker suit.

"Crazy, you're so cool Ryl!" The view of Ciko Stuck when she realized the clothes worn by Cheryl were so charming.

Cheryl wore a shiny black folding skirt that was short just above the knee. For her boss Cheryl wore a kemben that exposed her belly and slender waist. There was a young bomber jacket covering his upper body. Her blond hair is curly. And the black boots complete Cheryl's appearance tonight.

"It's too punk isn't it?" Cheryl herself felt weird about her makeup. But, this rocker-themed shirt he bought a month ago.

"But according to the theme of the concert anyway, Lo is really sexy." Tampik Ciko's.

Moreover, this is London where most people use extreme clothing when visiting nightclubs.

"Well, Cheryl's different tonight." Outside, Sandy is amazed by Cheryl's sexy look.

"It's not too much, is it?" Cheryl made sure.

"Because that makes Cheryl, so it fits that." Sandy Refuse.

"What the hell!" Cheryl blushed. In this country, Sandy is one of Cheryl's seniors who is trusted by Dhyrga to look after this one and only daughter.

"We're leaving?" Take Sandy.

"Kneel!" Ciko then embraced the two friends. The three got out of the apartment building and took a taxi.

Ciko in front, while at Cheryl's side, Sandy commented with a thin smile, there was a sudden sense of confidence. After a long time Cheryl only noticed the Storm, now Cheryl seems to turn to him.

It's been about a week or so, Cheryl didn't come to the field, nor did she give cold drinks to the Storm. Sandy is sure, Cheryl is tired enough with the indifference of her frozen friend.

Their night trip is over. Legal nightclubs that are quite loved by young people mudi they satroni.

Light Blue is the only rock group Cheryl likes. Not only Cheryl, light blue managed to seize all the attention of young people the age of Cheryl.

There is not an hour taxi that takes Cheryl, Ciko and Sandy to the destination.

Sandy got out of the car after paying the taxi fee of course. The three walked in tandem into the nightclub with the NEW-STAR logo by showing a special ticket.

This is not the first time Cheryl has entered a discotheque. Cheryl was often invited to her friends' birthday parties.

However, this place is a bit different from a regular nightclub. The big stars often perform exclusive concerts here by selling expensive bombastic admission tickets.

Luckily, Sandy's father was among the crazy rich in his country. It is not hard to buy just a few tickets.

"I'm sorry we. The concert is set for next week. That afternoon the light blue vocalist had a slight accident. But we make sure you have some comfort inside with a replacement band." One person greeted their arrival with a disappointed look.

"yeah. How the hell is that?" Ciko frowning.

"We'll doain let Hugo get well. Pity not if forced to gig in a state of pain?" Cheryl is thinking about the fate of her idol.

"Yes too."

"So how? We home?" Sandy was uncomfortable in the end. In fact, he had to work hard to organize tonight's event just to go with Cheryl.

Ciko shook her head. "Don't dong, we're here! Mending we go inside, keep drinking Oren juice cake what cake it is!" Proposal wheezing.

"Can." Cheryl agrees. Already stifled, it feels too bad if you have to waltz home.

"Yes." Yeah." Nod Cheryl.

"OK." Sandy led the two adorable beautiful women, into the discotheque.

"Hey brother!" Luke welcomes them by hugging and patting Sandy on the back.

"Well, are you here too?" As usual, with their everyday language Sandy greeted. Honestly, Sandy herself had no plans to join her friends.

"Conser's backtracked, we'll have a drink here." Luke's view turned to Ciko and Cheryl. "You're sweet tonight."

"Hehe."

Both women were snarling. The sound of endless remix music makes their limbs move involuntarily.

"Hey Sandy's. Ayok. Storm's coming, too, he's taking Eveline." Endre came to embrace this native Indonesian youth.

Hearing the name of the Storm, Sandy turns to Cheryl. "Is it okay to join?"

"Why is that?" Cheryl nodded with a grinning face. He was not bothered by the existence of the Storm here.

"Storms are just like girls, aren't you really jealous?" Ciko made sure to come back.

Cheryl chuckles. "Who am I jealous of?" His word.

"So you've really moved on huh? Geez, finally baby I can open his eyes wide, good, Lo world is not just that stiff guy doang!" Ciko enthusiastically.

"Lo what the hell! Beaah!" Cheryl chuckles.

"But good, cool Ryl!"

"We're going there. There's my usual place with the kids hanging out." Sandy again led the two beautiful women to join her fellow soldiers.

"Lo come here often, brother?" Ask Ciko. They screamed a little for the sake of sounding their voices.

Sandy nodded. "Often, often enough."

"Sandy, Cheryl, Ciko!" David welcomes them for the umpteenth time.

"Ryls. You're beautiful tonight." Praise David. "And you're also Ciko." Said scowling.

"Thank you." Cheryl and Ciko smile back at Sandy's friendly friends.

On the other hand, the Storm eased an unfriendly gaze after observing every little inch of the clothes Cheryl was wearing.

Cheryl's slender stomach and waist were seen between the exposed bomber jackets, and the sight managed to boil the contents of the Storm's head. "This stupid girl!"

There was also Eveline on the side of the Storm, Eveline the beautiful woman who had long been in a relationship with that cold young man.

"Ciye, same girl?" Tegur Eveline on Sandy.

Eveline knew very well how a Cheryl admired her lover, but Eveline was never made to worry because the Storm was too indifferent to Cheryl.

"Gue invited Cheryl to a concert, but it sucks." Sandy dropped her body on one of their VVIP sofas.

"Mending join us-us, right?" Eveline chimed in with her friendly smile.

"yeah. That's better." Said Sandy. "Sit Ryl, Miss." Then Ciko said.

"Yes." Yeah." Cheryl sat down with a faint smile that made the Storm rumble uncomfortable.

"Drink what Ryl?" Eveline offers a sweet welcome to her lover's heavy admirer. She admitted, Cheryl is very beautiful and fashionable, but unfortunately the Storm never wanted to glance at the innocent girl.

"I, ..." Cheryl lowered her face. To be honest, after that dark night he had no intention of meeting the Storm again.

Just for fun, that's the sentence underlying the tragedy of his terrible night with Hurricane Admiral.

Cheryl knows enough now, yesterday-yesterday she was too bucolic to put aside her pride.

"Just. It's not an alcoholic drink." Sandy relaxed.

"Can." Cheryl smiling. The eye of the Storm never escaped the carefree face of Cheryl.

While waiting for a drink to come, Sandy invites Ciko and Cheryl to chat, they also sing, take pictures together and then share their best pictures through private messages.

Clik...

Some text messages went inside Cheryl's phone. The girl opened her message one by one. And one of his messages from a number that for years never responded to a chat from him.

📩 [To the toilet, meet me there] A contact with the words Hurricane Laksmana sends an invitation.

[Delete] Without replying, Cheryl deleted the message from the young man. Then, another message followed.

📩 [Don't refuse! Or I broke your bitch clothes in front of everyone!]

Instantly, Cheryl extended her gaze at the Storm that was also fixedly staring at her. There was a possessive threat implied on that handsome face.

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