Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter.145 Stuck
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"It's all because, Bang Ke. My bike is gone!" Riska continues to blame Keenan for losing his bike.
The two are now in the car, Keenan is leaning on the steering wheel, while Riska is next to him.
Riska was calmer, her crying had subsided a while ago, now all that was left was just a hiccup, coupled with a mouth that kept muttering blaming Keenan.
Huffh!
Keenan breathed a rude sigh, hearing Riska's annoying-sounding call, what else with the next word that continued to blame him.
"Who told you to stop and help me?" deny Keenan slowly, although it can still be heard by Riska.
Riska looked at Keenan's face that was closing her eyes, her lips pursed in annoyance with clenched hands that were raised like they wanted to hit Keenan, even if only in the air. He dared to hit his boss' sister-in-law, if Keenan to report what he wanted to say to Ayu.
"I quit because I still care and have a heart! Where could I go on a road trip while I know it's a car, Bang Ke!" upset Riska.
His face, which was already messy with tears, became even more miserable as his lips now advanced with bulging cheeks, already like a pufferfish in danger.
Ffftts.
Keenan tried to hold back his laughter, seeing Riska's face which he thought was very funny, his intention to argue Riska's words again, now gone already because he was busy holding back his laughter.
Riska glanced at the slightly red face of Keenan who said her mouth tightly so tightly. He knew that Keenan was holding back his laughter.
"Seneng, I've made my bike disappear, huh! Even more fuss, you little bitch!" gerutu Riska's.
"Haha!" Keenan finally could no longer hold back his laughter, until now it had exploded already. Keenan chuckled with his hands holding his stomach.
Riska gave a rude snort, leaned back and turned to look out the window, rather than having to see the satisfied laughter of the man beside her.
"Sorry, I'm free. It's not necessary to think about the bike, later after we come home from here I take you to buy another new one," said Keenan when he could muffle his laughter.
"Buy new? It's good when rich people talk! You think I have that kind of money to buy another bike!" the Riska Debate, which still backs Keenan.
"Who told you to buy it yourself?" asked Keenan again, he sat slightly tilted so he could see the side of Riska's face.
"Bang Ke, just said you want to take me to buy a new motorbike, what does that mean?" ask Riska.
Keenan snorted in annoyance as the call had not yet been replaced by the girl in front of him.
"I mean it, let me buy it for you. As a sign of gratitude for you for letting me stay here" Keenan explained. He leaned his body to turn Riska's body. It was also not nice to chat by just looking at his back.
"Hk," Riska's breath choked, as she turned around slightly straightening her body, because now Keenan's face was so close to her face. Perhaps if he advanced a little more, his second nose would stick.
Keenan fell silent, his body stiffened as his eyes and Riska's eyes met, his heart pounding with a halted breath. For a while, the two held their respective positions that looked so ambiguous from outside the car.
Treeeng teng teng teng!
The sound of the RK King motor passing and sounding so loud it shocked Riska and Keenan, until they realized from their current position.
"Khem!" Keenan cleared his throat, to remove the awkwardness he now felt. His body reflexively sat back down with a stiff movement.
'Akh, fuck! Why did he turn around and not say anything?' swearing Keenan in the heart, when feeling an erratic pounding in his chest.
'Why the hell is he whipping? Jeez, this is why my heart's gini decks huh? May I have a heart attack again, because of him? Huaaaa .. I don't want to die yet!' riska screams in her heart, with her hands holding her chest.
Keenan looked at Riska with a fine frown on his forehead. 'Who would pay him a debt?' he murmured in the heart.
"I want to replace it, not give you a debt, thought I'm a loan shark what?" sulk Keenan.
"Gee!" Riska was surprised by Keenan's words.
"No, what would people say later, if I bought the same motorcycle as you? I'm also not good with Mba Ayu and Bang Ezra," said Riska.
"Well, not that you just nagisin a lost motorbike, now you want to buy even do not want to? What do you want dong?" keenan did not understand.
"I cry because I'm sad, my bike is gone. Not to be bought the same, Bang Ke," replied Riska.
"The rich are free, the money is not radiant so it is very easy to say buy," Riska added.
"Can you change the call to me? Don't think so, it's not good to hear, my name is Keenan not Kenan." He could not bear the absurd call from the girl beside him. He did not even care about Riska's other words, other than her call.
"But it's K-E-E-N-A-N so it's not wrong to call me, Bang Ke?" Riska is still insistent with the call that she thinks is easy to say.
"Wrong! So wrong!" sambar Keenan fast.
"But Mba Ayu and Bang Ezra like to call you, Ken. Not Keen?" Riska still wants to argue too.
"Yes you put the letter N on the back not only Ke doang, so it's better to hear how?"
'Jeez, why is it like negotiating again, even though it's just a nickname doang? Girls are really noisy, ' muttered Keenan.
Riska seemed silent for a while with her eyes pointing up the left side, a sign of thinking and weighing.
"Bang Ken?"
"Yes, like that. It's better than that" Keenan replied.
Riska looked at Keenan's face then nodded faintly, approving the proposal from the man, who immediately greeted a bright smile on Keenan's face.
'Geez wait for the decision on a nickname is already rich waiting for people to sign the contract!' grumble Keenan in heart.
"What about changing your bike? If you agree tomorrow we go straight to my place that has a motor showroom, how?" ask Keenan again.
"Good ah, I don't want to. Later let me be on the shuttle with Rio or take public transportation only," declined Riska.
"But, later you will find it difficult if there is work outside, instead of you like to replace Kak Ayu for clients outside the boutique?" Keenan is still trying to seduce Riska into accepting her offer.
In his heart he also felt guilty, for the loss of the Riska motorbike. If only he had not been angry or invited the girl to argue, surely the bike would not have disappeared. But how else, because now it's all happening. Now they are both trapped in one car, both in a strange and quite stressful place.
"If that's the case, I can borrow another employee's motorbike at the boutique, just calm down," Riska said so easily.
Keenan looked at Riska's face which now looked so calm, like he had never lost his bike. Though he was made to have trouble to persuade Riska to stop crying.
'Magic girl!' Keenan muttered inwardly, grinning amusedly.
As the day went on, the two gender-different humans finally fell asleep in their respective positions. Keenan deliberately put down Riska's chair and himself so that they could rest more comfortably.
Inwardly, tomorrow morning they can get help, or Ayu and Ezra realize that they have not been home all night.
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