Aero The Kidnapper's
The Part 56

This step of the male graduate abroad majoring in psychology is a little hesitant. That afternoon, after a little dispute with his Papa related to bedmates, the intention of coming to Rea's house was to visit. There was at least some entertainment he could get when he saw that beautiful face again.

What a bad lo! I have nelantarin people's feelings, instead you come again to get entertainment. Is that woman a toy?

But given how he behaved in the past, and suddenly reappeared, wouldn't that be so embarrassing? Aero also recalled his education in Singapore. What can he be proud of for his title? If to understand a woman who is clear what she wants just can not. The title that is embedded behind his name is like redundant.

Not wanting to go straight home, Aero drove his car to where he used to train. All this time, instead of him disappearing without any news. He is only focused on the matches he has dreamed of abroad. Aero thought, Rea is not a person who would be too complicated like most women when close to him. Not charging for something Aero can't give, about time and certainty. Braga Assavero is still a man who has not been able to give a hundred percent of his life in the hands of women. He still can't. Because he is self-conscious, he is not the type of man who is caring, loving, protective and caring. There are times when he can behave like that, but some of the other times he will really wear for himself.

"Lo in Jakarta bro?" Sambar Aero so the tone of the phone connection stopped and there was a male voice that would say hello.

"Why are you?" Asked the man across there in such a hostile tone. It was as if Aero was a frequent debtor and never paid.

"Chat."

"Ckk. Why should I talk to you? I'm not a vent!"

"That's bragging!" Reply to this man indifferently without letting go of the steering focus. It doesn't matter if the guy he calls is busy or not. Clearly, he wanted to meet.

"Don't wait! I'm waiting now!"

"Ok baby!"

Turning his car's steering wheel to the left, Aero stepped on the deep gas to reach his friend's cafe-Bordes Alexander-incidentally not too far from his current position. In the afternoon, he will spend the night sitting quietly at one of the tables. Instead of eating or drinking, he might just be quietly enjoying the music that a local band is playing. Calling a man who is married does not hurt. They are not very familiar actually, met only a few times in the span of a year, while sending messages never at all. So, yes you could say Aero came if you need it.

...***...

The age of fulfilling the obligation on the prayer mat, Rea immediately picked up the cellphone lying on the bed. An idea came up while praying. Do you often experience this? Brilliant ideas arise when he draws closer to the Creator, which is rare. Usually, ideas actually appear when there is in the bathroom, where it is a place that actually gathers the demons and herds. So maybe the idea that pops up in the bathroom is the result of a demonic whisper.

Aero will ask his friend who works at a car dealership to help him. He wanted to prove his nonsense earlier, there is one of hundreds of millions of Indonesian people who will buy his car.

Tok tok tok tok

"Eat Mba." Call Aunt Yul from outside the room.

"Yes Bi, just a minute."

There were a few sentences that Rea typed, before he finally sent the message to someone. While waiting for the message to be answered, he would go down to the bottom of the dinner and tell this all to his nanny.

Luckily no one commented on this, at almost 26 years old, Regina Athalia still has a nanny who reminds her of this and that. Maybe he looks independent, but when at home, he transformed back into a teenager who has a baby sitter.

"Bi, don't you continue selling the plants?"

"Still continue. Mba Rea who did not know because yesterday at the Hospital. Keep a lot of orchids out of town. During Mba Rea's wait, who took care of Mba Ririn."

"Who's Ririn?" Rea asked as she sat down in the dining chair, ready to grab some nasi liwet in the tupperware container.

"Neighbors next door, he helps pack and deliver to the jne."

"Ooh." Without a second thought Rea nodded, he was already so ready to devour the dinner menu. Until a question was thrown out, making him silent because he was confused.

"It's a gondrong?"

"Huh?"

"Mas Aero's got a hold of it now."

***

Elsewhere, Aero was sitting right in front of Bordes. At his desk nothing happened.

"Aren't you pesen anything?" Bordes who just joined after bathing in the third floor room of his cafe, immediately offered.

"Later!"

"Mr!" Call the man to one of his employees by raising his right hand high. Before long waiters wearing red and black uniforms came over, ready to listen to Big Boss. "A glass of water for our boxers." He said with a flat face. And before his work again said, 'there is again?', Bordes already added. "Udah. That's aja!"

"Where was yesterday? Success?" Ask Bordes. He just wants to melt the atmosphere. Because this friend went in to lock his mouth tightly.

"Successful. You don't see my hair?"

"Ckk. Should it be? How long in the ring?"

"And diiket!"

"What can a boxer gondrong?"

"Shannon Briggs."

"Gue don't know.-Ngapain you're here?"

"Gue kangen!"

"Sad. After you came because of Mamah lo's problem, now what else?" A Bordes knows little of Braga - his calling until now. "Come problem? Have you started dating? Do you want a fiancee? Or marriage?"

Aero seemed to be breathing out a rough breath. He was confused actually. But it's too prestige to tell the big guy directly. Their physique is almost the same, only Bordes is more contained in the right and left arm muscles.

"A girl chasing you?"

Aeeo.

"Do you like girls, but the girls don't like you?"

Aero is back.

"Who's condoned?"

"No! I'm confused about the relationship between men and women."

"Waws. Who?" Bordes seemed enthusiastic, he up to straighten his shoulders from the back of the chair because he wanted to know the further story of the man who had minimal interaction with women.

"Gue didn't want to get married, but I just assumed she was a rich girl."

Suddenly, Braga said that. Bordes' mind immediately ran around looking for possible problems that his friend was facing. The man in front of him liked it that way. Just tell him what's in his brain. Without any intention to explain from the beginning to the end of the conflict. However, long ago just thought Bordes finally gave up. "What do you mean? What's in your brain is like."

"Lo know that I'm still a little ilfeel same woman who always love attention and look at me expectantly?"

"Religious. I don't know." Serobot Bordes fast.

But lies. Bordes clearly knows.