My First Love Story
Episode 136's

But suddenly a big man attacked the thug and hit him. He was about to seize the Dena bag he took until a fight was inevitable. The man smashed his bogem into the thug's face and was countered with a knife, in a few moments,

“Sret!” the knife carried by the thug wounded the arm of the man who fought with him. Blood just poured out of the man's burly arm.

The thug stopped, he threw Dena's bag and then ran away somewhere.

“Gosh!” Dena immediately approached the man and examined the wound on his arm. “Lo ga papa right? Jeez, the blood is so much..” said Dena who was so panicked.

But the man just fell silent while grimacing in pain. Dena took out a handkerchief from inside her bag. The handkerchief he prepared if he was nervous and sweating during the interview.

Dena spread the handkerchief and tied it to the man's arm to stop the bleeding with a ribbon knot.

“Auww! Shit!” the man grimaced in pain.

“Admudu soryy's.. Meaning let your blood gag out again.” Dena who waver looked increasingly tense when she saw the man grimacing in pain. “By the way thank you for not helping me. I'm dying, who are you?” this time Dena looked at the blue-eyed man.

But the man did not answer. He's still grimacing. Dena tried to stand with her aching leg and extended her hand to the man.

“Fritz.” The man's voice while replying to Dena's hand shook his hands.

“Eh, how the hell is this person, just asked name diem aja. My turn to help myself, even in thought to ngajak acquaintance.” inner dena.

“Dena.” Ketus Dena. “Let's move there, let's sit it better.” Dena pointed to the bench at the bus stop. Fritz was silent.

“Ni gag people understand what I say? Did that crash just continue to be a telly ringa? From his face he was bule. What is english speaking? Shit, I can speak English. It can also be just how do you do. Ah nyesel I rarely enter English class.” Inner Dena cusses herself.

“English?” Dena dared to ask.

“No I’m germany.” Sahut.

“I mean you can speak English right?” ask Dena with a little nyolot. Fritz smiled. “Ih how the hell is this guy. How do I try to chat.” grumbled Dena cursed her own misfortune.

He pulled out his phone and opened the translator.

“Can you speak English?” ask dena stammeringly.

“A little bit.”

“Hahhaha my style chat with bule. I used to see a bule I run scared in tanya and gag can answer, now I first the nanya. Lo emang cool na.” muttered Dena while chuckling. Dena re-typed the words she was about to ask.

“Where are you going?” continued dena.

Fritz took out a piece of paper from his pants pocket. It says wibawa group. Dena noticed Fritz's neat appearance. Dena thinks maybe Fritz will work there, because in Wibawa group is famous for many foreign employees.

“What I anterin ya, gag me good he already nolongin me.” muttered Dena on himself. Seeing Fritz who was still in pain he began to pity. It's obvious that he should know himself and know thank you.

“Gue anterin..” exclaim Dena and Fritz just smile. “Bodo very that I anterin english whatan!” dena.

Dena ordered two online taxis to take them to the Wibawa group. Currently is rush hour, the streets are definitely jammed so he thinks using online motorcycle taxi services faster.

Before long 2 online motorcycle drivers arrived. Dena took the helmet and put it on Fritz. Because of Fritz's high posture, Dena was forced to tiptoe, and it was still difficult.

In sign language, Dena asked Fritz to sit in the splat and immediately drove her to Wibawa Group.

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The two online objects stopped in front of a magnificent building called Wibawa group. Dena climbs onto the road and helps Fritz open his helmet. This time their height was quite level, so Dena easily opened her helmet.

“Thank you...” Fritz said with a smile.

Dena just nodded. He deliberately did not answer for fear that the conversation would continue to be more complicated.

Dena approached the receptionist along with Fritz.

“Good day, can I help you?” greet the receptionist kindly.

“I nganter bule this mba. He brought his writing paper with the group. He said german. Try tanya” mba explained Dena casually. The receptionist smiled.

“Wen mochten sie treffen, sir? (Who do you want to meet sir?)” asked the woman smoothly made Dena round her lips as if saying “wah..”.

“Ich habe den schonsten anfuher getroffen (I want to meet your most beautiful leader.)” said Fritz with a smile. The receptionist seemed to think.

“Entschuldigung, wie hesst du? (sorry whose master's name??)”

“Fritz..”.

The receptionist pressed the phone and contacted someone. It's not clear what he's talking about.

“Lass mich dich zu einer jungen dame bringen. (let me take between to meet young miss.)” said the receptionist.

“ nimm auch die frau (take him too)” say fritz. The receptionist nodded.

“Mari miss , come with me..”.

Dena followed without protest. They're on the 16th floor. A secretary greeted and invited Fritz and Dena to come in. Fritz immediately entered but Dena was still staring at the door to see the luxury of the room in front of her.

“Fritz!!” kezia exclaimed as he exited the door of his room. He immediately approached Fritz and hugged him.

“Hay beautiful do you miss me?” (In German) Fritz returned Kezia's embrace tightly.

“Fritz I miss you so much. When you arrive. Why don't you tell me?” Kezia looked at Fritz's face for a long time that he hadn't seen.

“This morning.. Yes in this city I got a surprise.” Fritz showed his hand wrapped in a handkerchief.

“Jeez, you why? Who wrapped it?” Fritz pointed towards the door.

“Dena?!!” kezia exclaimed at Dena who was still sculpting. Hearing the familiar voice Dena immediately turned around.

“Gosh key, this is your room? Crazy cool bangeett..” Dena tickled in awe. “Eh jerk off, means she temen lo?” Dena just realized the conditions he faced.

Kezia nodded with a smile.

“Fritz stellt vor, das ist Dena, meine bast Freundin. (Fritz knowsin, this is with my best friend.), Na knowsin, this is fritz my best friend when in Germany.” Kezia explained with a smile.

For the second time they shook hands. Dena felt that this time Fritz looked even more handsome with his sweet smile. Kezia looked at Dena and Fritz alternately.

“They match, am I a matchlangin yes?” inner Kezia.

Dena has never been heard of having a boyfriend. The only men on his phone are Hyeon bin, Lee min ho or Song Joong ki. I think it's just his girlfriend.

So often watching Korean films, he accidentally books in Korean and learned it. When watching Korean dramas he deliberately set the film without subtitles. So the content of his imagination is only about language and romantic scenes with oppas.

“Key, he let me out of the snatcher. Samplein thank you I made him.” pinta Dena.

“Lo self-talk laahh..” goda Kezia while chuckling.

“Damn lo, you want to make me embarrassed in front of this bule?” dena protest.

“Ya, I'm ajarin.” Kezia approached Dena and started whispering a few words.

Dena began to commute to flex the muscles of her mouth.

“Danke gutaussehender mann..” said with stammering words but Fritz laughed instead.

“Why is he laughing key?” Dena looked confused.

“She was happy, you said thank you.” Kezia said with her puckiness. Dena also laughed.

Chat after chat just flowed. If without a hitch the chat language Dena and Fritz just connect. Kezia faithfully became a translator. Kezia sometimes laughs when he can prank the two. Dena and Fritz don't realize it. They even laughed, making Kezia more eager to prank the two.

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Lunch time has arrived. Kezia invited his two best friends to lunch together. But Kezia plans to pick up Sean first because Fritz misses him so much.

“Na, you still looking for publisher?” kezia's voice filled the silence during her journey to the resto.

“Iyaa, I should have today an interview, but instead met copet.” complained Dena considering her misfortune.

“Why do you send soft short story file to me? Later I try to connect one of the subsidiaries engaged in journalism and entertainment. In addition, if in the future you work with me in the hospital, want gag?” bargain Kezia.

“Eemm. But when I work in a hospital, what do I do? Gag in at all..”.

“Loh who said? I have a plan if my patients have child patients, so that they gag bosen I want to ask you to make short stories or comics that theme about struggle or that contain passion. So during their therapy gag bosen and motivated.” bright Kezia.

“Asli lo key, you want to make it so?” dena's eyes widened, not expecting it to turn out Kezia was thinking of a way to help her.

“Iya lah... Lo talented. Dear gag disalurin. The copyright still has lo, so if outsiders want to buy a story lo, I gag will object kok.” said Kezia.

“Yes, thank you key..Lo my best temen. I will do this as best I can so that you gag disappointed.” said Dena with enthusiasm.

“Okey, I'm catet!” exclaim Kezia.

Dena hugged Kezia, while Fritz smiled amusedly at Dena and Kezia's behavior. Although Fritz did not understand the contents of Kezia and Dena's conversation, but he felt that he knew what they were discussing was a pleasant thing.

Kezia dropped Dena off at one of the Restos and asked her to order some menu for lunch. Kezia and Fritz continue to pick up Sean. The distance is not too far away, so it is not felt.

Kezia got out of the car and seemed to be waiting for him with a man who was none other than Arland. Fritz followed Kezia behind him. Arland seemed to be eye-catching as the tall man walked up to Kezia.

“Onkle fritz!!” sean recognized the man from a distance.

Sean hugged and kissed Fritz with vigor.

“Okey, there is a fritz you forgot the same mima..” cetus Kezia showed his upset face.

“Colah mima, mima is not replaced..” woo Sean while peeking Kezia cheek.

Kezia smiled once then rubbed Sean's head.

Arland approached Kezia and looked at Fritz sharply. I don't think he wants any other men near Kezia.

“Hay land, have you been a long time?” greet Kezia.

“Lumayan ..” said Arland with an annoyed face and Kezia realized that.

“O yes knowin, this fritz temenku time in germany. Fritz stellen, diese Arland vor. (Fritz introduce this arland.)” said Kezia.

Arland and Fritz shook hands with fake smiles on these two men.

“Who is he, what is one of my rivals again?’ cetus Fritz (in German). Kezia massaged his head which suddenly felt dizzy. Kezia realized, Arland understood the true meaning of Fritz's words.

“I'm her lover, any problem?” Arland chimed in German.

Fritz smiled, he realized he was wrong to say but did not care about it and instead impressed deliberately.

“Okeeyy, how are we having lunch? Dena has been waiting there.” bargain Kezia who is trying to melt the atmosphere. He could not let the lightning bolt strike each other from the eyes of the two men before him.

“I have a meeting after lunch..” said Arland while turning his face away.

In his heart was hoping Kezia would persuade him. Kezia looked at the watch on his left hand.

“If join lunch first, about late gag? You also have not had lunch right phiu..” this time Kezia said spoiled.

Hearing his nickname called of course Arland feels on the wind. Her lips curled up a smile.

“Of course, lunch with you is more important” said Arland while embracing Kezia with eyes that remained staring annoyed at Fritz.

“Okey, meet at the regular restaurant yaa.” continued Kezia while waving his hand at Arland.

Arland noticed Fritz walking beside Kezia towards his car. There was a sense of annoyance that hit his chest. His hands clenched to see his beloved near others. From his eyes, Arland could see that Fritz was very fond of Kezia.

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