The Fate of Dating the Big Boss

The Fate of Dating the Big Boss
part 20's. Shutting Up


I accidentally saw a very neat man standing by the side of the road, like a familiar but who?


"It seems that person is not a stranger, but who?


The closer my bike is to the man standing on the side of the road, holding a box of supplies.


Now I passed the stranger to me, I curiously looked back.


I didn't see it wrong, did I?


But why is he standing on the side of the road, like waiting for an angkot!


I looked again at my rearview motorbike, was it really him I saw, it was him!


"Sir adzriel what's on the side of the road?


I stopped my bike a little far from him, then I turned my bike back to his place.


I stopped right in front of him, he looked at me with that cold, ugly expression.


"Sir adzriel what? ask me


"It's none of your business! her word


"What's none of my business, but I want to know, you need my help? my word


He did not flinch at all, the direction of his eyes watching the angkot that had just passed by, then he clenched his hands.


"So, wait for angkot? ask me a little bit of his teasing


"I said it's none of your business! her words ngegas


I was holding back laughter looking at his angry face, so he wanted to ride the angkot but I was here, so he was very proud to ride the angkot in front of me.


"Okay angkot ya ride aja sir, why also prestige! my word


She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands tightly, my laughter instantly gushed out.


"Ha-ha-ha. prestige do not be in accordance with sir, later can die to prestige! my word


He snorted at me I stopped laughing, but my laughter could still be heard.


"Udah, you go with me! bargain me


"No! her word


"So that's the last angkot, sir, so you want to go to the night you wait for angkot, will not pass again! my word


I smiled a little, it was not the last angkot I meant, there were many more angkot that would pass by, but I wanted to invite Mr. Adzriel to speak together.


If you go straight to the point can-can sir adzriel not want to come with me, better work him first.


"I can go home by myself!


"Thank you for the offer!


"Bey!


Then he walked over and left me, I turned on my engine and I chased him.


"Remain sure sir! my word


He still walks without stopping, I follow him from behind with a bike slowly like a snail!


"Related! my word


"I don't need a ride! her word


I put my lips forward like it's mocked, yes the time you can walk up to the house sir! say me in my heart


"Remain in need of a ride? ask me


"Yes! her word


"okay! my word


Then I drove my bike faster and left it, it was hard to persuade.


"Stone head! revile me


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Maybe he can be in my territory, this is all because of him, just try I never know him, maybe I will not ride angkot, maybe I will not ride, and just try mama does not know him, maybe I will not be miserable like gini.


This is all because of that chika, why the hell my life became like this, because she appeared in the middle of my life with my mother.


And...!


Why did I meet Chika here anyway?, if there was no her earlier, I would have rode the angkot that passed earlier.


Kan prestige riding angkot seen by his!


It's a good thing he's out of here, so I can freely ride his angkot!


"Where is it, at most he lied too!


I was still tracing the sidewalk looking back, but the angkot had not yet appeared.


"What really, if the angkot was the last?


Can be mampus me if walking to home, the distance of the same house office is not responsible.


"Hey sir, meet us again! chika said to disturb me.


God, how come he's still here?, isn't he gone?


"The...! said I growled


"Yuk sir ride! his word hit the back seat of his bike telling me to ride.


"Pain! my word


"I'm a gini forger, because I want to talk to you! her word


I frowned, just talking about what was difficult, this was not even intercepting me not to ride an angkot!


What does he actually want to say?, it's really important like him!


"By what? ask me ketus


"Yes, go up first sir, I'll talk! his words smiled, again his smile was for my heart dag dig dug.


Aah I patis my mind and this heart, please do not dag dig dug dong!


My heartbeat's too tight, like my old heart disease, if he hears I can be ashamed.


"Why do you bengong? her words surprised me


"What the hell, I want to go home and not talk! I said walk again


"It's important sir! her word


"If it's important, you can't talk about it right now! my word


This is even rambling, talking just talk, instead maksa people to follow it!


"Not good talking on the roadside gini sir! her words maksa


Gregetan I'm the same as him, fortunately a girl if a guy I've kicked him from earlier, want to not want me to come with him, I also want to know what important talk he will say.


"Okay, if maksa! my word


He smiled again, I approached his motorbike, I have not climbed on his motorbike, where fit a boy baby girl, it is not good to see the same person!


"Surge! tell me


He came down and let me carry his bike.


"Mother can bring a motor? ask her


"Remain? I said, then riding the bike, he booted behind me, a little nerfes because only this time I boncengin girls riding a motorcycle.


Now I drive the bike, btw my stock box was held by him, I bring the bike while smiling for myself.


I pulled the bike over at the park close to my house.


"Why is this here sir? ask her


"Continue where? ask me


"Cafe! her word


"Who's wrong?, yes, you are, why don't I take the place before I take this bike! my word


"Hmm..okelly, okay! her word


Now that we were both sitting on one of the park benches, he gave me a quick glance, I just kept quiet. Shut up with each other's stories?


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seriate...


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Sorry to update now, lately the author is very busy with school affairs, so the author can update this story day or night!!πŸ™


(before reading this story the author wants to tell if this story is just a fantasy that the author strung into a story, then, so if the plot or storyline is a little different author apologizes as much as πŸ™)


(Author new beginner to pioneer this story, hopefully the author's story a lot of interest)


(If the author rarely updates means the author is busy again with school affairs, again the author tells you that the creator of this story is a schoolchild, less and more is just that the author until right!)


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