The Cowboy Who Loves Me
Shaman ?

The Royal Hospital London

"Heh, Alex ! Couldn't your last name be changed? Don't use Darling's name why ? Make a mistake, you know not !" chris's nagging.

"Only the wrong tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tham caught and sorry Armstrong whose hand is indeed strong, my surname cannot be changed because this name has been many generations !" alex's reply was equally fierce.

"Okay, man with blue eyes, hold your emotions. Now I'm going to ask you, you guys want to fight at the Emirates, Stamford Bridge or Hyde Park ?" Rania looked at the judges to the two men who happened to be both blonde-haired and blue-eyed.

"Why get to Arsenal and Chelsea ?" alex Darling was confused.

"Well, said my mommy, if you want to fight, just go straight to the field. So, near here are the Emirates and Stamford Bridge. Not wrong, is it?" answer Rania cuek. "Eh but it's close to the ER.... "

"Raniaaaa !" chris and Alex shouted at the same time.

"Cieeeee... Compact ih !" rania gelak. "Listen to Demit, Alex Darling is like my brother. We both have no chemistry but to blame each other. After all, her taste is blue-eyed, while I'm brown-eyed so instantly auto-scribble off the list !"

"That's it ! You're my girlfriend !" chris replied as he raised his chin.

"O Allah is Gusti ! Not that too ! That's why !" sulkul Rania's.

"Listen to the bar-bar girl, your op has given permission and I've passed the screening. So, just inaugurated, right ? ... Addduuuhhh !" Chris grimaced as his ears were picked on by Rania.

"You took my Opa ! Tell me, which shaman did you go to ? Voodoo's ? Gypsies ? Or a child shaman ?" rania's Omel.

"Voodoo's ? Gypsies ? Rania, I never went there ! What kind of shape I don't know. What was the same ? What shaman ?" chris said while grimacing in pain. "I approached Doctor Joey Bianchi with a persuasive and pretentious approach, not a shaman !"

Rania took off her clothes. "Are you not wearing a shaman?"

"For God's sake, no dear Rania. Wait, what's the last one ? Shaman... ?"

"The child shaman ?" ask Rania.

Chris and Alex nodded.

"Oh that's the one who takes care of baby brojol but not obgyn doctor .." replied Rania cuek.

The two handsome men stared bitterly and anxiously at the sly surgeon.

***

Oxford University's

For a month Biana became a guest lecturer at one of the prestigious universities in the world and she felt that her dissertation was important because her teaching staff were at Harvard and they were often confused because of the discussion with the clock different until often not in time.

Biana was determined if she went home later would ask for the dissertation completion dispensation because she had to withdraw one semester.

The girl also walked out of the lecture room and headed to the lecturer room where there were many lecturers there.

"Pascal, how's your student ? Is there a problem ?" ask one of the lecturers.

"Nope. There's no problem." replied Biana.

"You know, there's the same task problem. I don't know who plagiarized who" said one of the lecturers Biana knew was a lecturer in English Literature.

Biana who sat at her desk only listened to the conversation of the lecturers there. Biana did decide not to interfere too much with the drama and problems on campus as long as it did not nudge her and the learning methods she made.

"Is the plagiarism down to punctuation?" ask other teachers.

"Yes, get there try it ! Oh my goodness !" lamented that lecturer. "Seriously, today's child is on a roll !"

Biana only smiled faintly and then entered the teaching report today plus the module she will be wearing tomorrow.

"Pascal... "

Biana lifted her face from her MacBook screen. "What's Curry ?"

"Sorry, Curry... Look at this..." Biana showed her work on her MacBook. "I've brought stock."

"I'm with you ?"

Biana smiled as she shook her head. "Sorry Alan Curry, I'd rather work alone."

"It's Alan, most Pascal already has a girlfriend so do not want to be with you.." kekeh one of his lecturers.

Alan Curry smiled wryly. "alright. But if you change your mind about having lunch or dinner with me, I'd be happy to accompany you."

Biana only gave a polite smile. Dah, who wants to be with you ! Amit-amit for all the tadpoles in the pool, Mail Upin Ipin !

The girl continued her work after Alan Curry left her.

***

Biana Apartments.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, Biana had reached her apartment and she felt like she wanted to take a shower and go to sleep. Today was very tiring for him and he can't wait to get back to Harvard.

"Haaaaahhh, it's five months away... O Allah suwineeee (length )" grumbled the lecturer while climbing the stairs because his apartment there is no elevator because only two floors. The Biana Apartment is on the second floor and is located in the corner.

As Biana approached her apartment, her blue eyes saw a familiar figure.

"Wasteland lion ? Why are you here?" biana asked confusedly.

"Yes kangen with my girl, can't I ?" leonardo's smile came carrying a suitcase.

"Who's your girl ?" Biana dyed but did not find who - who.

"My girl is you Bia. Geez.." - Leonardo's grumbling.

"Oh." Biana opened the door to her apartment and let Leonardo in. The man came in and saw his apartment looking messy with paper everywhere.

"Still busy with your dissertation, Bia?" ask Leonardo.

"still. Sorry if it's a mess... I like to doodle for dissertations." Biana made coffee and took two bottles of mineral water that one gave to Leonardo.

"Thanks Bia."

"So, where are you?" biana asked as she tidied up the scattered papers.

"Side .." replied Leonardo calmly.

Biana stopped her work and turned to look at the man. "What ?"

"Yes, I'll stay here. Don't you have two rooms ? So why do I have to go all the way to find an inn?" leonardo answered with a sweet smile.

"Did you forget who my father was ?"

"Nope but I think if we get grebek, will be married immediately." Leonardo's grin full of victory.

It felt like Biana wanted to throw Leonardo at Hyde's piranha Empang !

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