The Playboy Love Trap
Village Girl

Dugh

Bruck!!!

"Abs!!" a girl fell over, her butt smelling the asphalt when she just got out of a bus.

"Eh, uh, copet!!!" no matter what his sick bok*ng was, he was more concerned about his bag being pulled by a man.

Soon the girl got up to chase after the long-haired man who had already run away. Although a little restrained, because it feels pain in the legs and bok*ngnya. However, the spirit of the girl can be thumbs up. He ran as fast as he could to chase the man.

"Hey stop!!!" yelled the girl. However, it felt futile that the man's leg strength was faster than him.

Ohsh! Ohsh!

The girl was down on her knees to take the nearly exhausted air from her lungs. "He-hey tu-wait!" the girl's voice was senen kemis scrambling with air coming in and out of her mouth and nose.

But he doesn't want to give up just like that. Given in a fairly large bag is not just his clothes. Instead, other important items, such as laptops and cell phones. There is also an address that he will go to, he was determined to pursue the man back.

"Just tea, I have to get my bag back. If not, how do I get to Sena's house?" muttered. "Let's Nay, you can tea. Champion three-athletes run, time lose?" his spirit.

The girl is Naya, she straightens the body with a swing, like a running athlete who is ready to slide into the path. "OK, ready, ready, yes!"

The girl self-instructed and darted after the man. Even though she was wearing a skirt and sandals. However, it did not dampen his spirit. Until he can chase the man. With a distance of only five meters left, he took off next to a flip-flop made of hard rubber from his feet. Then, throw the man who had crossed the street at the red light until it hit the man's head. The man fell down, due to lack of balance.

"Yes! Naya is resisted, rasain you pickpocket, ", Naya said cheerfully.

Hurrying, he approached the man. Without realizing it, the red light was back to green.

Tin! Tin!

"Let's!"

Bruck!!!

The girl fell down with her head suddenly spinning, then her eyes blurred and she was unconscious.

**

A man in a black sports car, ready to go somewhere. With lips that do not stop chewing, the man tidied his hair repeatedly from the mirror above.

The tring! The tring! The tring!

Dozens or even hundreds of chat notifications were unceasingly heard from his cellphone. But he didn't pay attention to that. It has become commonplace if the phone does not want to be silent.

Kitt!!

The man stopped the vehicle after seeing the lights turn red. Then, suddenly his attention was diverted to a sandal that floated in front of his vehicle. Until he did not blink to see where the sandals stopped.

Bugh!

The hard-looking sandals hit the head of a man, until he fell on the road.

"Wowww!"

The handsome man looked up to what had happened just now. Then he wondered who did that? His eyes turned to the right to know the slipper thrower.

Looked a girl with a simple appearance middle ruffled waist. Random hair with a face without polish, unlike women who had been around.

"Who is the girl? He's an ndeso, what's a lunatic?" he asked his own monologue.

"Gosh, what's the matter with the kid?" pekik.

Feeling that no one was helping, he was forced to go down to check on the girl. The girl appeared unconscious. He tried to cut the girl's body.

"Hey, wake! Hey, don't sleep here!" he said he was trying to wake the girl. However, there was no response.

Confused of what to do, he tried not to care and left. However, someone intercepted him. "Eh, Mum. Where you going? Dong's responsibility, don't play live!"

"Sorry, Sir! But, I don't know this guy" he replied.

"Let's not know, Mas still have responsibility. Take her to the hospital!" tell the middle-aged man.

"But-"

"There's no buts. If not, I'll call the police station. On the charge of hit-and-run."

"Eh, uh no, sir! All right, I'll take responsibility. I'll take this girl to the hospital" he replied. Of course he doesn't want to have trouble with the police.

Finally, he was forced to carry the girl in the car. There was a heavy sigh after he managed to bring the girl into his luxury car. The girl was propped up beside the steering wheel with the seat slightly lying down.

"Hah~ is so bad you, Key," his grunts stared at the girl.

Yeah, that guy is Key. Out of nowhere, he suddenly had to take responsibility for a girl he didn't know at all. However, not wanting the problem to get worse, he immediately took the girl to the hospital.

**

"Emm, where am I?" murmured a newly unconscious girl.

"Lu's in the hospital," retorted Key flatly, the man who was still waiting for the girl.

The girl seems to think or may still collect some of her life that is still missing. Suddenly he turned and got up from his position. That of course made Key jump, he got up from the chair beside the gurney.

"Oh my goodness, pickpocket! Bag me!" pekik the girl shok, when recalling the previous incident.

Key frowned in wonder. Until the girl turned to look at the man. "This is tea because of you. You tea on purpose, will you hit me? Da? Let me not go after the pickpocket, will I?" cerocos the girl with a distinctive Sundanese accent, unhesitatingly blamed the man.

Key was surprised, he helped. Eh even accused of being non-non-false. "Hell boy, who wants to hit you?" the regret does not accept.

"Yes, you're at it!" accuse the girl of not losing. "I want to catch the copet, suddenly you sound the horn, you must be tea again kayak on tv-tv that. Aye, right?"

"Good, this is a man!" Key until scratching the jidat is not out of thought with the thought of the girl. "Who would want to hit you? That's you in the red light, Toukiyem. People sounding horn yell nyuruh you move aside, not want to crash," he explained slowly but full of emphasis.

"When did my name change to Tukiyem?" ask the girl in wonder. "My name is Naya tea, Princess Kannaya. Not Tukiyem," he continued.

"Bodo very! I don't care what your name is. Anyway, that sounds not me. But the car behind me, if you want to turn on, wrong the car behind me," Key's cerocos that has lost patience.

"Udah aided, instead of saying thank you too, even ranting," The girl fell silent as if feeling guilty.

"All the costs I paid. I pull it off," said Key still upset and was about to leave. Yet a soft hand suddenly blocked his hand.

"Wait!" intercept Naya, until Key turns back.

"What else?"

"Do you want to help me again?"

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