Wagering
Let's Play The Game

“Lo alone? Fabian same Avatar to where?” Reno seemed to circulate his gaze when he found there was only Baskara sitting alone on the front room sofa.

“Another to the supermarket, Blue there's more to the toilet.” Answer Baskara casually.

Reno mangosteen, then immediately took a sitting position next to Baskara.

Shortly after, Juan emerged from the front door carrying a black crackle bag. The young man placed the bag on the table, before finally sitting on the sofa.

“Apaan?” ask Baskara. He moved forward, peering into the black crackle bag by shaking it a little. How surprised he was, when he found three bottles of Soju in the bag of crackle. “Lo why bring alcohol, anjir?” it's a little tickling.

“You have to drink.” Juan replied casually. “Lagian, your face is tense very, new kayak first look at alcohol aja.” He said he realized Baskara's facial expression was too excessive for the size of someone who could drink beer like drinking water.

“Yes the problem is Sabiru, she does not drink.”

“Yes her business, lah. Why should I be the one to understand? The thing is he does not drink alcohol, just do not need to drink,”

Baskara sighed slowly. Wanting to debate further, but the opportunity he had was almost nonexistent when the figure of Blue emerged from behind the bathroom door and walked up to them. The girl cast a forward gaze, clearly not wanting to clash face to face with him after what had happened before.

“Can for cigarettes, no?” ask the girl, I don't know who.

“Marlboro, want?” not usually Reno is friendly to other humans. Of course when the sentence came out, Juan and Baskara reflexively looked at each other in astonishment.

“Bby. All matches,”

Without the ba-bi-bu, Reno took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his sling bag and passed the object to Blue.

“Thanks.” Blue Vocabulary. He pulled a cigarette out of the pack, then returned the rest to the owner. “Gue can smoke where?” tanyakanya.

“Front terrace only. The ashtray is under the table.” Reno gave orders.

Blue is understanding. “Then I go forward. The match I borrowed was okay, right?”

“Casual.” Answer Reno.

Blue walked out of the front room.

After Blue's departure, Juan and Baskara simultaneously anchor a look of astonishment that they had originally only shared for the two, to Reno. The tiny young man sitting among them was silent, as if unable to pick up the signal of astonishment that they had clearly shown.

“Since when do you se-care it's the same person?” asked Juan to investigate.

Reno. It was only then that he realized his attitude towards Sabiru had raised many new questions for his friends. “Why?” he asked back.

“Ya bizarre. It's not usually this way. Or don't-don't..” Juan lengthened the last word, then he left hanging in the air for a long time.

“What?”

“Lo has a crush on Sabiru?”

“Ngawur!” Reno flicked his hand in front of Juan's face, causing a semriwing sensation from the small wind that blew.

“Ya keep what's the reason? Why are you good with him? This is not very lo,” Juan is still not satisfied with the answer Reno gave. Well, that's not an answer either. Just a small denial without a more detailed explanation.

Reno did not answer. The young man turned his head towards Baskara who was sitting on his left side and was silent. “Gue wants to recruit him as the 5th member of Pain Killer.”

“HAH?!!!” juan and Baskara together.

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An idea to do a simple game was sparked after they spent a few packs of snacks and canned drinks. The idea came from Reno, who had been rejected by Baskara but then still implemented because the majority of them did not mind.

Right now, they were sitting in a circle on the floor. In the middle of them there is a bottle of Soju that is still sealed, a cellophane and a bottle of Soju that is empty.

“Ready?” ask Reno as the originator of the idea while staring at other participants one by one.

Three people nodded in unison as a sign of readiness, while one other person (Baskara) was silent with a face that was too difficult to read.

Reno looked at her friends once again, then started counting down and exclaimed “Go!” followed by the movement of turning the empty Soju bottle that he originally held.

The rules of the game are simple. Reno would spin the bottle, and when the glass bottle stopped spinning, they would check in which direction the bottle was pointing. The designated person will then be faced with two choices: either accept the challenge presented by someone sitting on the right, or drink the prepared Soju.

The first round lasted for 17 seconds. All those who participated in the game seemed to focus their eyes on the bottle as the longer the turnaround slowed. Baskara who initially seemed reluctant was also seen starting to be able to accept the situation, along with anxious hopes waiting for the bottle to stop spinning.

The first victim designated by the bottle was Reno himself. All eyes were on him, but the most excited was Juan sitting to his right.

“Phone Clarissa, ajakin she reciprocates.” Declared. While waiting for Reno to make a choice, Juan moves to open the bottle cover Soju, then pour the clear liquid to fill the cellophane.

Juan was already convinced that Reno would choose to drink the Soju he poured, because contacting Clarissa for a return was an extreme suicide.

Clarissa is Reno's ex-boyfriend. The first girl who managed to make a classy bad boy like Reno penitent for a while. They are in a relationship secretly so as not to cause a stir. Only the members of Pain Killer know about their relationship. But 5 months ago, Reno was decided because he was caught sleeping with jablay who was met in Mega in a state of heavy drunkenness.

As a result of the breakup, Reno was almost like a madman. The young man came to the club more often, slept with just any woman, and so could not open his heart to other girls because he was still so fallen for Clarissa. Unfortunately Reno is too prestigious, so he makes no attempt to get close to Clarissa again and let their relationship run aground without showing any more effort to fix it.

“Nih, drink.” Juan said because Reno never made a choice.

But who would have thought, if Reno instead pushed seloki away and pulled the phone out of the pants pocket. No need for many steps to scroll the screen, because after the phone was turned on and Juan dialed the number 1, the call was automatically fixed to the Clarissa contact number. Not forgetting Reno turned on the loud speaker so that his other friends could hear when Clarissa received the call.

“Why?” clarissa's voice sounded sharp.

“Come reply.” Reno said without making small talk.

I heard a long breath from across. “Lo again mabok?”

“Gue again play games with children. They asked me to make a phone call back.”

Juan was completely at a loss for words hearing Reno's confession. Whatisthis? Why did Reno make his image worse in Clarisa's eyes?!

It is no longer necessary to ask what kind of response Clarissa next. The girl disconnected the phone unilaterally. While Reno looked ordinary—when swearing by God, Juan knew the young man was dogging himself.

“Next. This time you turn the bottle.” Reno shifted the empty bottle towards Juan for the young man to take his turn.

With a feeling of unease, Juan turned the bottle as hard as he could. While waiting for the bottle to stop, he constantly stared at Reno, trying to read the real facial expression hidden behind the flat facial features that the young man showed.

The 2nd victim of the round of the bottle was Baskara, and Fabian was the one sitting to his right.

“Gue doesn't know what to do. You just drink,” said Fabian while thrusting a shot.

Baskara received the seloki and immediately downed the contents to the toilet.

Then, the game continues until a few more rounds. The tip of the bottle stopped several times in the same person, and when the challenges had run out, the designated person had no choice but to chug Soju down in the cellar.

“One more round. If Sabiru gets hit this time, we stop.” Reno said, because indeed only Sabiru has never been appointed. He came up with the idea to play this game so he could have fun. But until several rounds, he became the only person who had not had time to give a challenge.

The task of turning the bottle for the last time was taken by Baskara. Unlike when his other friends rotate the bottle with a passionate lust that makes the bottle spin fast and takes a long time to finally stop, Baskara prefers to turn the bottle slowly.

Like a miracle, the slow turn finally stopped with the tip of the bottle pointing towards Sabiru. Reno exclaimed happily, until clapping his hands excitedly.

“Finally it's my turn!”

Sabiru shook her head slowly at how excited Reno was now. Yes naturally, in addition to not getting the opportunity to provide a challenge, Reno also became the person who downed the most Soju throughout the game.

“Gue should what?” ask Blue. He had no thoughts at all as Reno looked at him with a faint smile on his back. He thought, Reno was just too enthusiastic.

However, the order of Reno finally came out, not only Blue who was at a loss for words, but everyone who was there.

“Kiss the person sitting to the left of lo.”

Seriate