The Conqueror of Love the Heir

The Conqueror of Love the Heir
Om Erratic


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"Batagori.. Abaaan.. Buyiii!!" nayla yelled reflexively down from the bonfire of her best friend Lina. Running after the brother of his favorite batagor seller.


Without looking left, Nayla just hit the highway in front of her school.


Cekiii..


"Yahoooooo!!" nayla's shrill voice, instantly enlivened the streets that were all quiet.


Brakkk..


The little thing under the right foot of the driver's pack was spontaneously stepped on very strongly in order to save many lives. His mouth repeatedly mentioned the name of Alloh while holding tightly to the steering wheel of the luxury white sedan car owned by his boss.


Nayla still closed both eyes. His heart almost flew free from its comfort.


Dugghs..


The body of the handsome man sitting behind the driver staggered forward and hit the driver's seat. Due to the sudden braking.


"Auww.." yelled at the handsome man wrapped in a gray suit, looking elegant. "What's up, Mr Ujang?" while rubbing his forehead which sucked the chair.


"I'm sorry Mr. Ujang, sir. Forced to brake suddenly, in front of the girls nyebrang nyelonong almost hit this car," explained Mr. Ujang nervously and his hands were still trembling on the round handlebar.


Mr. Ujang got down from the car approaching the girl sitting on the asphalt with her eyes closed both hands.


"Where is sick?" tanya Pak Ujang squatting parallel to the position of Nayla sitting on the asphalt.


Nayla bergeming's. With a still unstable heartbeat.


The handsome man got out of the car as well. However, not too close to Nayla's position now.


"Is anyone hurt, sir?" the handsome man asked Nayla.


"Not knowing, sir," replied Mr. Ujang who now holds Nayla's shoulder to resuscitate her.


Slowly Nayla opened her brownish netra.


"Well, am I in heaven? Is he an Arjuna? A handsome prince whom God has arranged to accompany me in Heaven?"


"Hey, it's answered if a parent asks!" the handsome man scolded by opening his sunglasses that had been hanging in his nose.


Nayla rounded her eyeballs perfectly. Immediately he retracted his admiration at the handsome man who stood gallantly before him.


"How fierce are you! I curse bucin' on me. Just kapok you, handsome om!" nayla grumbled as she pursed her lips and ruffled her waist.


Unfortunately, Nayla's grunts reached the handsome man's side.


"Huhuh? Bucin's the same snot girl as you? The answer is not in the history of Mahendra Wijaya! The time you said it!" with a gaze drawn into the netra of Nayla.


Do not accept the name of the snot girl spoken by a handsome man who stands before her. Nayla moved her feet closer towards the handsome man.


"Listen well yes, o'm fierce. Let snot like this can make a heart spot om fierce, you know! Due to the local earthquake the cute Nae, just found out the taste!" ketus Nayla on a handsome man named Mahendra Wijaya who owns a white sedan driven by Mr. Ujang.


"Daunt! Repeat what you just said! My ears suddenly stuck!" Mahen brings the sense of hearing closer to the lips of the Nayla ranum.


"What did you say just now? My wife is more beautiful than you, snot girl! How could I choose you, not level!" his sharp voice was clearly heard in Nayla's shadow.


"Basic om-om narcissistic! We are waiting for the next episode! Who bucin me or you, om-om fierce!" pissed Nayla.


"Ohh, nantangin! Or ngarep being a Mahen woman!"


"Chuck!! Lazy look at the face om-om ferocious narcissistic bin is not clear! Even though the people of Adam in this world live by it! Better me---," unfinished Nayla talks already snatched by Mahen.


"Better to be my second wife!" mahen said with a flick of his lips.


"Second wife?" Nayla's eyes glared. "Godhhh!" continued.


"Good in the mouth! Heem in the heart!"


"Diihi.. Turns out this fierce om-om ngarep a cute, gemoy, nervous Nayla Suherman is his second wife!" kekeh Nae's.


"Who's ngarep?"


"Om ferociously narcissistic bin who ngarep! Speech is prayer, fierce om! But, unfortunately. Nayla Suherman doesn't want to be a second wife!" nae said while continuing to rack her waist.


"No.. No.. My wife is prettier than a snot girl like you!" reply Mahen.


"What a lot of beauty, om fierce!" Who understands this, it's hard!" said Nayla while pointing right in the heart of Mahendra Wijaya. "And one more, om fierce bin narcissist. Speech is a do'a! Be careful when you say the words! Especially words from the heart!" nayla said again as she blinked her eyes side by side.


Suddenly from behind came a voice calling Nayla's name.


"Naea.. Nae.." shouted Lina who was running towards Nayla.


"Master, we better go home, before the time roars! Let me finish it later," interrupted Pak Ujang to save the Boss.


The fight between two people of the opposite type, immediately stopped by the voice of the girl who kept calling Nayla's name. Followed by some of his friends and the people around him.


Nayla turned to the source of the voice calling her name.


"This ink!" Nayla pat jidat. "Why did Lina bring the company of the amit-amit Clubs of Marmut, here? Can modyar the fierce om-om to spray them!"


"Why aren't you, Nae?" asked Rahadian who immediately checked on Nayla.


Nayla smiled irately. It's no secret at Clubs Marmut, besides the most handsome guy and Nayla's biggest fan is Rahadian Pradipta.


Clubs Marmut consisting of three girls and three men was fronted by the cute Nayla Suherman. It consists of Nayla as the chairman of the Gemoy. Lina, Desi, Wildan, Rezasyah and Rahadian.


Mahen and Pak Ujang went straight into his luxury car. And immediately drive the four-wheeled vehicle. Because some of the cars behind him were impatient to wait for traffic jams due to the small incident and had honked repeatedly.


"Hey.. Responsibility first, don't run away!" yelled Rahadian from outside Mahen's car.


Nayla pulls Rahadian's hand. "What the hell? Take all responsibility! People aren't pregnant either!" nae's to Rahadian.


Mahen swearing in car.


"Basin the snot girl! Amit-amit.. Don't have a second wife like her!" swear Mahen while shivering.


"Snothing girl but always ringing in the head huh, sir?" seloroh Pak Ujang while smiling meaningfully.


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