The Girl Dancers the President
Chap. 9

Chapters. 9

In accordance with the mutual agreement, Gina finally moved today to Naka's apartment. Without careful thought, the girl played moved away just like that.

"It's not really a decision that I take," muttered Gina who just finished packing all her things. Look at the room he occupied while living in this city.

If nothing happened last night, Gina might not take the high-risk step either. Because he does not know for sure whether the man named Naka ifh really impotent.

However, even if not, Gina also felt not too much harmed. Because this is just Naka. Not like the two men who bargained for him last night. Where they would wear themselves in turn. Even intend to collaborate. Just crazy. Think Gina.

"Huufft! Hopefully this is something better than last night," said Gina trying to convince herself.

Living in a capital full of life of controversy and her dabbling with nightlife, Gina admitted the big risk.

"Udah, Gi. Don't regret what happened. Just go, do it, and enjoy it. What is important is that he is not as brash as you," he said again, who then dragged a suitcase with a large bag containing books and other necessities out of the rented room he occupied.

Arriving at the front, Gina was confused when going to raise all her belongings on top of her motor matic. Because it does not fit and fear that there are damaged goods if he is forced.

"What a taxi ride, yes," he murmured.

Gina dragged her suitcase through an alley in front of the rented house. Then when he reached the end of the alley where the car could not get in, he saw someone standing next to the man's car. Folding his hands in front of his chest while staring at him. Do not forget also the sunglasses that perched at the base of the nose protruding.

"Just said last night don't be familiar, this was even already invited," grumbled Gina still did not know the nature of his young master.

"Buruan!" the man pulled Gina's suitcase and stuffed it into the trunk of the car.

While Gina put her bag into the back seat. Then the girl sat in the back. Makes Naka raise her eyebrows.

"Didn't get in there?"

"Sit down."

Crack it!

Again and again the man loved to catch Gina's forehead.

"It hurts, Om!" pekik Gina could not take it anymore. Because Naka was violent towards himself.

"You think I'm your driver? Hmm?" furious Naka. The look in his sharp eyes was blocked by the sunglasses he was wearing.

While Naka who was just sitting at the steering wheel, looked suspiciously at Gina.

"What did you say?" asked the man facing right towards Gina.

Gina shook her head quickly as well as the hand movements in front of her face.

"Hehe doesn't exist, Young Master. I only memorize a little," replied Gina lying. Thankfully it was not horrified. Inner later.

Naka no longer extends. The man turned on his car engine and drove across the streets of the capital to the apartment they were going to live in together.

Along the way to the apartment, obviously Gina did not feel at home if she had to be told to lock her mouth tightly. The girl raised a few questions to Naka. From good quality to not important at all.

"You're not working?" ask Gina who itches so hard if she doesn't talk.

Naka who was focusing on his wheel also turned a glance towards Gina, then saw the clock that was circular on the wrist.

"It's up to you" answered Naka briefly. Making Gina squash herself. Either, this man is very irritable to talk or indeed lazy to chat with himself.

"Yes, what's your favorite meal, Young Master?" gina asked in a stale manner to break the silence in the car that hit again.

"Fried rice," replied Naka of origin. His gaze turned forward, as the streets began to look congested.

"Life elite. Eat ngirit," said Gina as she threw her face towards the window. If the interlocutor is a block of wood like gini, the emotions will easily overflow.

However, Gina was not his name if he could not invite his interlocutor to open his voice.

"If hobbies?"

Not curious, just as a material. Because he also has to know the habits of Naka and the lifestyle of the man. After all, it will feel bored if the situation in the car is very quiet. There is a living creature.

"Kill people." again and again Naka answered him origin.

"What!" shocked Gina.

The girl shuffled to the side of the door. Looking scared as well as surprised by what Naka just said. "Serious lo!" and the language used by Gina returned as usual. "Down me here! I don't want to be a victim!" pinta the girl.

Naka held back his wrath. If possible, he giggled the girl next to him so that the hobby he just said was realized correctly and according to the fajta. Besides being annoying, the girl was also too noisy.