Wagering
Tangly

As a gentleman, Fabian drove Blue back to the girl's apartment after they had spent two cigarettes each.

Not only to get to the basement, Fabian drives Blue to the front of the girl's apartment unit, in the same place she picked her up a few hours ago.

"Thanks," Blue said as he walked closer to the side of the door.

"My pleasure" said Fabian.

"You wanna stop by first?" blue Basics. In fact, it was just a normal pleasantries to say to an acquaintance. It was just that, since it was already night and they were not even that close, the pleasantries made Fabian throw him a sharp glare.

"Why?" he asked, realizing that Fabian was looking at him in an unusual way.

"Don't like to tell just anyone to stop by your residence, especially if you just know." Omel Fabian, with eyes slightly glared which actually made Blue laugh.

"Lo looks like a mother if you say that again" he chanted.

Fabian clucking. To be honest, he did not understand why the people around him liked to say it was like a mother-in-law. In fact, according to him, what he did was ordinary and could be done by anyone who was not a mother-mom.

"Gue seriously, it's dangerous."

"Yes, I know. Thank you for your actions," Blue relented.

"Yes, I'm back. Say it's just as beautiful, thanks for the chicken pecel." Fabian said while shaking the bag of crackles containing chicken pecel gift Indah.

"Later to say,"

After that, Fabian turned around and rushed away from there. The new clock shows at eleven past fifteen minutes, there may still be time to join Reno and Juan to Mega, as well as find out if there is a Baskara there.

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The party was very lively in Mega. The people who participate in it really enjoy the night by dancing and chugging in bottles of drinks.

Some finally tepar first so that makes Gerald inevitably have to drag the people out after ordering a taxi. Some who are still conscious, start covering one by one out of the club after finding the opposite sex that fits the criteria for them to wrap up and take a move to a nearby motel.

According to the original plan, other members of Pain Killer besides Fabian still came to Mega because it was too busy to make an appointment with Gerald.

Baskara chose to sit at the bar table, while Reno and Juan ordered the corner table accompanied by two girls who they had rented from nowhere. At this club there is no PSK. Gerald strictly forbids anyone from selling here, so those guys usually bring their own jablay from outside the club.

"Why is that big boy again?"

Baskara lifted her head from the glass containing Vodka, looking at Gerald who knew he was standing again behind the bar table after dragging another drunk man out of the club.

"Broken heart, rejected by the girls." Obviously Baskara. He then downed Vodka who had just played until the ice cubes in the glass had melted, making the alcoholic drink was no longer thick.

"Both?" ask Gerald in wonder. Actually, he did not believe that the two sneaks had been rejected by women. The problem is, there is no history of members of the Pian Killer being rejected. There are even those who often reject many women.

"Lo himself, why again?" the newly offered drink, exchanged with an empty glass belonging to Baskara.

"Gue's? Why am I?" Baskara asked back, pointing at herself using a finger.

"Lo also looks tangled tonight. What's the problem again?" Gerald pulled a chair, in a matter of seconds already the hen and opened his ears wide, ready to listen to the sigh Baskara.

However, instead of talking, Baskara instead downed the drink that Gerald had just made for him. After the toilet, he pushed back the empty glass, asking to be refilled.

"It's about your father, or what?" Gerald still didn't give up on finding out.

Baskara still insisted on silence, instead cool to play the phone after passing a mild ruckus. The tangling seen on his face was indeed due to his father's sudden arrival, but that wasn't the only reason. He's like this too because of Blue. Because the girl was serving Fabian, instead of ignoring him like Reno and Juan.

And since Baskara doesn't like to lie to Gerald, just as she doesn't like to lie to her other three friends, Baskara chooses to tell her nothing. At least, for now. Because to tell you about Blue and how to start until their relationship is as loose as this will take a lot of time.

"Lo know I'll always have ears for you, right?" after exerting maximum effort, Gerald gave up as well. After all, there was no point in forcing the young man before him to open his voice. Because Baskara is stubborn, just like his three other friends.

"I know, I know. Next time I tell you, if my mood is okay." Baskara said, without even a hint of turning her gaze away from her phone. In fact, he didn't do anything there. Just scroll the screen to the right and left. Let alone opening social media or what, he even turned off his mobile data since hours ago.

"Yes, yeah. I'm ready to hear when," and Gerald gets up and makes a new drink. Sometimes he glanced at the corner bench to check on Reno and Juan who had been cool.

Gerald could only shake his head when watching the corner table was turned into a hot arena, where one of the two girls Reno and Juan were carrying now climbed onto Reno's lap, draped an arm around the boy's neck and their lips began to unite.

Juan did not want to lose, the girl who accompanied him he lifted up to the table, he raked his lips greedily like a hungry lion who refused to lose prey. His big arms enclose the little waist of the girl, so possessive.

"Who are they? Miss Universe's? As brutal as it was, Gerald turned his attention back to Baskara, who still did not take the focus off his phone.

"More than Miss Universe" said Baskara. Then, the boy finally put the phone on the bar table, followed him to look at Reno and Juan then shook his head slowly, as Gerald had done before.

"Where are you girls like that?" Gerald gave another drink to Baskara.

"Obviously, they didn't find the girl at the club." Baskara stared at Gerald for a bit, then downed a drink and immediately got up from her seat.

"Where are you going?" ask Gerald in wonder.

"Pull,"

"It's only eleven o'clock,"

"Gue has business. I'll transfer as usual, yeah." Then Baskara breezed away, in an instant it had disappeared amid the crowd of people who were wriggling their bodies on the dance floor.

Seriate