Boyfriend Adoption
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Milo blinked a few times, he didn't hear wrong, did he ? look at the face of the girl in front of him saying the word miss so easily like the person who was buying a lick.

"really?? you know what a kangen is, right?" ask Milo parroted.

Kara's eyes stared intently at Milo, "tau, I'll miss you, miss fighting you !" kara replied with a light laugh, immediately Milo's face was sour, his lips pursed, it's appropriate that the word kangen is very easy to slide from the mouth of the girl who is so guarding this prestige, like an irrigation canal.

"Revelation !!" kara's laughter broke out seeing Milo's expression.

"You don't have to be that scrappy, onion-rich change !! " say this girl.

"Yes, it's in your wallet !!" sarkas Milo grabbed a piece of martabak and devoured it, sweet taste martabak treat the bitterness said Kara, Kara like medicine, bitter.but good for her, believe me if most eat it then you will be addicted. That was how Milo felt at this moment.

"Tomorrow to leave at what time?" ask Kara.

"What's the name??" ketus Milo, he is still upset with this girl, after being made to float through the ceiling of the house and then thrown back to the floor and believe me it hurts.

"Cie..angry !! don't be angry, it's ugly and ugly !!" kara said.

"By, as long as I'm gone don't be naughty ! don't get a lot of lyrics here and there !" Milo holds both of Kara's hands carrying her to her lap on a sofa cushion. Message Milo like he will go to the battlefield alone, guerrilla with the heroes.

"You ga lyric right here and there, ntar nubruk !" kara replied with casualness, indeed the word romantic, or dating is still ambiguous for a Kara.

Milo pinched Kara's cheek is fat."I know you understand, by !"

"Yes, I understand, " answered Kara.

"I went home once already malem, later here even want to nginep, one room.one bed with you !!" kekeh Milo's. Kara puffed her cheeks and grimaced, "ask to be watered using a spiritual flush huh ?"

After saying goodbye to Kara's parents, Milo came out of the house. He turned back to look at the girl he would have missed if he wasn't with her.

"Be careful, don't speed !" said Kara,

"Ahh want to speed ahh !! let me worry you," seduced Milo.

"Yes speeding up, most enter RS !!" answer Kara.

"That's his prayer !!" Milo pouted, call it Milo is a true bucin and this girl otewe towards bucin.

"By, I'll go home !" pampered.

"Yes, "

"Ga wants a kiss bye !" milo blinked flirtatiously.

Kara raised her eyebrows next door, like a parent's joke on a child. He took off his flip-flops, and lifted them in front of Milo's face.

"Here, where are you going next to the kiss?" Milo laughed, there was only Kara, let alone be told. Other girls would instead be happy and sincere lillahitaala nyosor nyosor rich soang. Indeed, the high self-esteem can not be measured by money let alone a glass of notch, but how the woman herself who take care of it and make it expensive in the eyes of men.

"I'll know if you take the equipment by, "he said wearing a helmet and then close the glass.

"Yes you know, whose cctv is where !!" kara Gumam. It's like a 24-hour store has a cctv, and Kara feels like a formula milk thief because it is monitored continuously.

That morning the school was crowded, the members of OSIS had entered the bus, Milo and others were also busy organizing their junior sister. Being a committee is not as easy as dangdutan while saber biduan.

Kara just sat and chatted with Ayu, and Ica, the class was quiet no Jihad, no, usually this young man will enliven the atmosphere with his shout set his friends especially if when collecting cash with Roses, he had to pursue money like a loan shark who collect pot debt, especially if when collecting cash with Roses, or not with his absurdity, warm up the morning with gossip gossip his spare change.

"Ga there are no children nyi blorong deserted class deh !" said Ica, almost Kara choked on her drink. Nyi Blorong's children's nickname pinned Ica to Jihad. Because his tongue is good at gleaming rich snakes.

"Loe if you say Ca, can be brake dikit ga or not filtered deh?" ask Ayu.

"Brake me blong !"

"Ga is, he wants to be called Sehun Exo !"

"Uhukkk," now Ayu is choking and coughing. Jihad is pretty cool, and decisive if in time. But that's right, where there is Sehun a nyinyir, where there is Sehun nyablak. Jihad is like Lambe Turah.

It is a very far difference like from Jakarta to Arabia, from nyai blorong to Sehun. Java to Ginseng Country.

Ica right, the school suddenly deserted, some people are cool people do enter the members of OSIS. This girl was upset, Milo did not even say say goodbye before leaving, even seeing her just did not.

"Aren't Milo Ra's parents?" ask Ayu.

"Ga, uh.ada deh semalem to the house bring martabak !" answer Kara.

"Emm, so sweet already rich dating past time yes bring martabak !" answer Ica.

"Who Milo kan tau, Kara model species girls are more willing to eat than given a fight or money !" answer Ayu. Is there no more subtle word than species, said he was poisoned toxic Ica and Jihad. rough.

Like vegetables without salt, like eating without sambal and crackers. The deserted school's rich morgue. Kara repeatedly looked at the phone screen, not a single message for her. Only from the parents of children who tutored him, asked about the tutoring schedule. He opened the Jihad's whatsapp story, even Jihad still had time to make a story and reply to a message with him. But the man, Kara hissed.he walked with Ica and Ayu in the corridor towards the gate, it was time to go home and teach tutoring.

"Ra, yu.sadar ga anyh from earlier fitting break that guy ngutokin continue ! what other work? I'm insecure !" Ica whispered between Kara and Ayu. Both look back.

"Well, Ca is Ka Iwan ! so so insecure, don't spiciness !" ayu replied glancing at Ica who was being overdone, thinking ka Iwan like a dangerous stalker.

Kara sighed, "Who else would it be if not to follow the princess !" Ayu Goda.

"It feels like princess, Ra !" exciting Ica.

"Not the princess, but the city's prisoner ! a little deviated from the rules, Milo must know, then the punishment is ready to wait."

These two friends even laughed at his suffering, a true friend to death.

Ka Iwan, turned on his trail motor, similar to Milo motor during mountain training. Maybe it was his second hobby. Hobby children hedon yes ngabisin money, different from himself and his hometown, print marbles or play ground in lu*dahi quite entertaining heart. Chasing a kite that is not how much to fall down gives its own satisfaction.

"Ra, "Ka Iwan handed over the helmet to Kara, wanting Kara to reject the invitation of Iwan. But he knew that to refuse meant life-long suffering. Refusing to call ka Iwan is like looking for trouble.

"Sold again?" ask Kara to Iwan who is statering his motorbike.

"Not told, asked for help !" answer me Iwan.

"Soliciting help?" ask Kara back, it's not enough just okay, Kara is always curious if a day does not debate people.

"That's also !" the answer, what this guy food plywood, flat really.

"But the request of a meritorious man ! let's go up and ask a lot of questions !" he said, the man with black earrings in his ears is no less jutek than Milo when he first entered school, he was a year older than Milo but it seems he was very obedient to Milo whose status is his junior.

"I still talk a lot, you want what ?" tanya Kara held onto Iwan's jacket as the bike drove.

"Gue report in Milo, if you're stubborn !" answer me Iwan.

"Well, what's wrong??" Kara's confused.

"Because you're so familiar with guys !" answer again. Kara raised both eyebrows, how can it be called familiar, just chat short answer rich brief use pulse character, how can be familiar, the guy in front of her just rich jutek stepmother Cinderella. Milo this is more, yes time to talk to a guy who is said to be so familiar, besides the man who said so familiar is his own friend.

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