We Are Together
Thirty-one

...Darel: I'm loyal, Key. Different sm my twin....

Keysa: don't believe me.

Darel's eyes immediately narrowed as he read Keysa's chat just now. Why did Keysa not believe her so much? Does he have to prove it first—so Keysa can trust him?

^^^Darel: Key, tomorrow your week is busy?^^^

Keysa: No, why?

^^^Darel: I want to take the road?^^^

Keysa: Oh, ah. I don't want to walk around like a guy who already has a girlfriend.

Darel squinted his eyes. Keysa just gave her the code. Ah, Darel doesn't want ge-er just yet.

Darel: Lo was still cool when we first met? I want to apologize you. Tp has conditions. I'm taking the road tomorrow because I want to tell you what the conditions are, Key.

Thirty seconds later, Darel's phone shook again.

Keysa: He said that he couldn't do it, huh?

^^^Darel: It can't.^^^

Keysa: Yes, I would.

Both corners of Darel's lips lifted, he smiled. Of course he was very happy when he read Keysa's chat.

^^^^^Darel: Nah gitu dong. I'll pick you up tomorrow, right? I live in sharelook. See you Key's.^^^^^

Read.

Darel laughed when chatting with Keysa who thought it was funny, or even very funny?

Darel's heart immediately warmed up again, chat with Keysa was able to make his mood that had been damaged by the incident earlier. As a result now Darel's mood becomes good again, even though Keysa responds to his chat with a little anger? lithir? or even a little cold? But Keysa can make Darel laugh.

*

Varo growled furiously, he gritted his teeth, his palms clenched, a sign he was ready to throw a punch in the face of Darel. Varo glanced at a glimpse of a pitch-black watch that beautifully framed his right wrist. Varo had been waiting for more than three minutes. But the door is not open. Honestly speaking, Varo's right hand was already itching, he wanted to vent his anger towards Darel.

David who was sitting on his king-size mattress while engrossed in playing his phone was immediately exhaled violently. "Who else came to my house this afternoon, huh?" tanyanya.

David threw his phone on the king-size bed. He lowered his legs on the floor, before he rushed to the front door—he first put his bangs to cover his forehead, he took a black mask located on his nightstand. He wears a mask just in case, who knows who comes is a fan girl and Darel fans.

Tired of me, my feelings are palu opening the door. His inner.

David stepped into the front door with a black mask. He opened the front pinta. How surprised when he saw a handsome man who was no less handsome with him was standing right in front of his door. David scrunched his forehead, because he did not know a known guy named Varo.

Varo grinned sharply when he saw David who Varo thought was Darel who was now standing in front of his eyes. Without a second thought, Varo immediately boasted David's face covered in a black mask with a punch so hard.

Bugs!

David fell down, fell on the floor. Beautifully sculpted cheekbones like that model became an easy target bogeman from the hand of Varo. He raised his right palm to hold onto the cheek that had just gotten a raw bogem from Varo.

"Lo's satisfied, huh? You made me cry, right?" Varo asked impassively.

David shook his head slowly, he really didn't know anything. What does this all mean, huh? David got up and stood right in front of Varo. Instantly David's face became cengo—Bikin adek nangis? Hell no's. Indeed David is a playboy, but he has never once hurt a girl in Jakarta, he has only ever hurt a girl in the United States.

Both of Varo's eyes shot sharply at David. "Why are you quiet? Can't answer, huh?"

"Woy, don't make accusations, dong!" David said he did not accept it.

Varo chuckles softly. What did he say? Don't recriminate? Obviously he's the one who made Sherly cry, you son of a bitch! The mind in the heart.

Varo's right hand was already clenched, ready to hit back David's handsome face covered in a mask. "Bacot lo!" he said, then he again floated a second bogeman to the face of David with extra energy to make David again fall down.

David grimaced in pain from the raw bogeman from such a loud Varo. David's cheekbones hurt a lot. Maybe, her cheekbones are broken? I hope the unwanted things don't happen.

David did not resist at all and did not flinch at all. He is currently like a cengo who does not know anything, yes it is true that he does not know anything. David's face had been painted blue and bloody under his black mask.

Even if they have to duel, it is certain that they are equally balanced and equally strong. But David just wants to give up because he really doesn't know anything. Let Varo beat him to satisfaction, he was willing to be made into a punching bag by a guy he didn't know, even his name David didn't know.

The big and dashing security guard just stood in front of his post, since then he just fell silent and stunned when he saw how beautiful Varo he thought he was his friend the twins. Panic increasingly struck the security guard when he saw one of his employer's children beaten again the third time.

David was weak and helpless on the floor. If something bad happens to Darel and David, the security guard will be affected and the security guard will not forgive himself. Next, the security guard immediately ran fast toward the two handsome guys who had stolen his attention.

The security guard stared intently at Varo and pushed hard at Varo-so that he almost fell down. "Go from here!" drive out the security guard while pointing towards the gate.

Varo smiled meaningfully, he was quite satisfied.as unwilling as he had managed to hit the face of David that he thought Darel-three times. Before Varo leaves he first glances at David who looks sad or even very sad?

"GO!" the security guard gave the order once again by raising his voice.

Without saying a word, Varo immediately returned his body, he then stepped foot into his blue ninja motorbike parked beautifully in front of the white house. Immediately he got on his bike and drove his bike at high speed.

After that, the security guard immediately helped David stand up and immediately swept him into the house.

*

Darel, who was wearing an army-colored t-shirt, was currently closing the window curtains of his room. His lips hummed at times following the lyrics of a BTS song called fake love. Suddenly he became disturbed by the repeated knocking from the door outside his room.

Tok to tok.

"Den Darel?" the security guard called his employer's son repeatedly but there was no word from his employer's son.

"Yes, a minute, sir!" Darel replied by raising his voice in his room. He already understood very well with the owner of the voice that had called him, the voice belonged to the security guard.

Suddenly Darel scrunched his forehead. "Tumben sir the security guard came to my room?" he mumbled slowly. Naturally he was surprised - because it is not usual for the security guard to approach him to the front of his room, he suspected that there must be a problem that is afflicting one of his family and he did not know it yet.

Darel walked towards the nightstand, then he reached into his cell phone which was in the pocket of his pants, he immediately kept his phone on the nightstand, then he walked back to the door of his room. He unlocked the door and immediately opened the door of his room.

Darel looked at the security guard's face with a flat look. "What's up, sir? How did you keep calling me?" Darry asked seriously.

The security guard immediately became nervous, his tongue felt funny to answer the question of Darel-son of his employer. He cleared his throat slowly before answering the question Darel had just asked. "Anu, den. den David was beaten up by a guy,"