Trapped by the Love of Leaning
The Playboy !
📨 What are you doing?
^^^📩 Just wanted to go home from work.^^^
📨 Why is this late, does your boss not have the heart to tell his employees to be overtime?
^^^📩 Well, little!^^^
📨 Actually I should suggest that you stop, isn't that a good idea.
^^^📩 Not bad, but unfortunately I feel at home working there.^^^
📨 Even with an unpleasant Boss?
^^^📩 Who said he was so nice, maybe I was too royal with my job.^^^
📨 Are you serious? I asked if your boss is a girl ?
^^^📩 Do you think?^^^
📨 Is he a boy?"
Yudha growled, He threw his cell phone on the bed, it felt at a time like this unfortunately he could not do anything, Weni was far away, and he could only take a deep breath to neutralize his jealousy.
What's more when in a matter of minutes Weni began not to reply to his message, he was increasingly frustrated.
"What is he doing?" mummy Yudha.
While on the other side of the continent, Weni took a slow breath, implied bitter feeling when replying to the message to her boyfriend far away there, Yudha had more and more often questioned him, he said, even today Weni could not get away from her phone, Yudha would not stop sending messages and would call a few minutes later if she was slow to reply.
"Is going out with a kid like this?" not a week he and Yudha were far apart, but Weni could already see the heat of saturation.
Weni started to run her car, she did not lie about saying she just wanted to go home from work, tiredness pressed all over her body, and also sleepiness that increasingly rippled.
Thirty minutes passed, he had arrived at his house, the night was getting up but a phone call again made him have to open his eyes.
^^^"Honey, already asleep yaaa, why not reply."^^^
"I just got home from work, it's just gonna take a shower."
^^^"It's late at night, you better wash your hands and feet, then go to sleep."^^^
"Yes!"
Weni turned off the call from Yudha, to hell with Yudha's ban, for her after a tired day of work only water was able to dampen her, she would not sleep well if only her whole body was not exposed to water, he said, hives will strike, he is not as dirty, well even though it is late at night and bathing in a cold night is not recommended by health experts, but he does not care.
Fifteen minutes passed, the drowsiness increasingly attacked him, Weni put her body on the bed, hugged the roll and then fell asleep, fatigue made it easy to slumber.
Without knowing again someone in the other hemisphere was grumbling because waiting for him to finish from the bathroom.
The clock shows at eleven o'clock at night, Angga just returned from Afik's house, after getting an explanation from Afik earlier he already knew everything that was done by their Junedi.
He just salute, immediately wanted to also try to be saved, how if he did something really wrong such as breaking traffic rules for example, Jason would save him with power as well.
Angga smiled slantedly thinking about it, so hard he thought he did not realize that his motorbike was a little more going to hit someone.
"Aaaa." shouted a woman.
Angga braked suddenly, not forgetting to stroke his chest signifying his own shock, Junedi base, all this because of you, his mind in the heart.
"It's okay, Mum!" said the woman.
"Why motor?" asked Angga, he saw the woman was fiddling with her motorbike with the help of a mobile phone flashlight, no matter what.
"Mrike Mas, just be motor butut." said the woman, then the woman again fiddled with her motorbike with makeshift mechanic equipment, because she was getting ready, and then the woman returned, the beloved and only iron horse is often sickly this week.
"It's late, you better take me with you." said Angga, he circulated his gaze around, it looked lonely there were only a few vehicles passing by, in a city full of competition is very difficult to get help, people are blind if they accidentally see someone who is breaking down a motorcycle on the side of the road, they think all the same is just a mere mode, they think, understand it because so rampant crime lately.
"Ah no no, this is soon done." subtly refuse the woman.
Angga opened his helmet, he wanted to help, seeing this woman in front of him fix his bike, he became impressed that this woman was not a spoiled child he thought.
"We haven't met, Angga!" said Angga, he stretched out his hand inviting acquaintance.
Spontaneously the woman turned her head because she heard the name mentioned.
"People!" pekiknya.
Angga gawked because he seemed to recognize her, but strangely he felt he did not recognize the woman.
"Sorry who?" ask Angga wonder.
Gubrak, destroyed already happiness met someone who had been estimated that, Rara was disappointed even Angga did not recognize him, then what was the point of getting acquainted at the engagement of Weni's sister Boss at that time.
Rara continued her work, she did not care anymore with Angga, ah bodo very.
"Hey, did you we ever know, you know me then I don't know you, sorry, emmm if we can contact again." Angga bargained with his discomfort, he looked again at the woman but the woman was wearing a helmet and looked down.
But it feels like he never met a woman who looks like a woman in front of him, do I forget yes, Angga thought hard.
"Let me help." Angga was about to take over Rara's job, but because Rara was about to refuse to be Angga accidentally grasped Rara's hand.
A few seconds Rara and Angga were silent, when the hand touched even in the grip, Angga was still thinking about where he saw this woman before him, while Rara was trying to neutralize his heart, he had liked Angga since the beginning of the meeting, and he was sure that now he was actually more than liked.
"Please your hands!" said Rara.
Angga was dumbfounded, he thought.
"I'm sorry if we've met and I can't recognize you, maybe because..."
"Yes because there are so many girls who are not familiar with you, so you feel good behavior, and I, heh what.." cut Rara, cut Rara, although he likes but also at the same time hates what he feels at this time on Angga, maybe after this he is determined to stop liking the thick-browed man with a dazzling smile.
Fucking playboy!
"Heh, the filter is a little napa's mouth, if you like it!" said Angga, he did not want to take seriously Rara's speech, bodo very if the woman in front of him does not like it, yes already why should force to like.
Basic do not know shame, feel very good behavior until I say cake that, it was he even agreed-agree.
Rara threw her spark plug, she thought it was better to stop a taxi or tell the people of her house just to be picked up, lazy to be alone with Angga here she thought.
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